IN THE MORNING YOU WILL FIND YOUR WAY
1 of 7 I When you close your eyes?Tell me what do you see?What’s sacred to us?What do you see? It’s overfor so many of usThe silence and resilience suggestswe’re dead in the water Open your eyesTell me what do you seeWhat’s sacred to us?What do you see? Just like that, it’s overfor so many…
Perception is how you treat yourself
1 of 3 There are many ways but one some bring calamities. 2 of 3 I can only look into your eyes when the sun’s gone down. Everything is fleeting As ephemeral as the early morning dew. 3 of 3 Standing over the well of impermanence I draw in deep until bow’s regard Heaven’s door…
BLUE SUN
#1 Was I in over my head? I know this to be true The sun was blue over you I get lost in your eyes the midnight hue I seen it from a view we’re made brand new Moment again knows how to feel All the time Closed mouths don’t get fed I bled for…
A world behind the clouds
1 of 2 I Sit and wonder if we’ll make it back to into heaven. I sit and ponder watching the light show I’ve got no answers Just something to believe in. Subtly wave to the wind It’s waiting on you We cannot be wasting away You’re cutting close. 2 of 2 Let’s see where these roads…
TO OVERCOME THE LIMIT
“to overcome the limit of the clairvoyant eye, climb yet another layer up” I affirm that it is indeed my dream I am living. I. you’re only just starting to live I caught the world at this moment Dropped right into a maverick I did not know it’d be above average. II. you’ve been alive…
CVS3 EP2 (The Waysides)
WALL FLOWER The Waysiders – “You are the salt of the earth a part of me will stay with you” Waiting…. Life ain’t fair, it’s solitaire The pressures of the world fall on you A point of view appointed to you.
CVS3 EP1 (The sun behind the curtain)
RIVERSIDE When the sun was my neighbor – “In order to make the impossible possible the points of impossibility is where it all begins”. We are insects in the space in-betweenDelicate wings beatingUncertain, obscene & unseen.A miracle awaits on the other side of the fear.
POCKETS WERE WORLDS CARVED INTO SILENCE
1 of 5 We are insects in the space in-between, we must endure. 2 of 5 A new day beckons Today is different from the rest Does the rain wash over the pain? or is it stained in the fabric of our soil. 3 of 5 A new cliche//The object cause of desire Think of…
THE SPACE IN BETWEEN (CONTINUED)
HOW TO QUIT SMOKING AND PRACTICE MYSTICISM
THE SPACE IN BETWEEN
HOW TO QUIT SMOKING AND PRACTICE MYSTICISM