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We need to distribute the seeds of plants

They are healing medicine don’t you know

I do not need to hear anyone say can’ts

The coke and heroine plant can heal, go

The market is good and fair unlike black

But black skin is truly beautiful, see

Maybe I feel like Shakespeare so I’m back

We need to rid us of the crimes in me

Now, please listen to me, it must be fair

They are not drugs, they can truly heal us

I loved that woman with all of her flair

Don’t you think she is so beautiful, cous’

Collectively we can change this one world

I do not wish for war so no more pearled

How on earth do I put it into words

The way you make me feel darling River

You lift me up like the stars in the birds

I love you with all my heart, soul, quiver

I shall be making music but now, words

You lift me up like the prophecy storm

Every cell in your body is like gold

I may be insane, go against the norm

My true love for you will never grow old

Rainbow 🌈 Prophecy Warriors are here

I was listening to you, how you told

The rarity of you is like a deer

Waterfalls of love shall guide you to me

They chose to let you go, just to be free

There are so many dimensions you know

The devil caught my gaze, show your disguise

Watch the money move and just let it grow

Been thinkin’ ‘bout scars on my inner thighs

They have faded but the scars remain the same

Big pharma I am onto you right now

I remain calm but it is you I blame

How on earth shall we heal the sacred cow?

Just spoke to a trillionaire, how I weep

You might feel that you are rich but not vain

Personally I think you are a creep

I need to fall asleep but now I am strain

So I put the devil in a bubble

Do not fear, he shall not cause us trouble

As I move and click, my fingers quiver

Early to rise as the storm settles still

Could I hear your spirit dancing River?

Penance for my crimes, the knife that could kill

The reign of blue blood that you guide with must

The madness of solitude grasps my mind

Homelessness crisis, Diana we trust

Blue red blood hands that heal with ness of kind

Love that is boundless pauper or King’s teeth

Vivaldi strings caught unto my frayed rhyme

The female sacrifice played with our Keith

Birds, the musical, I shall find the time

The music will come to me through the sea

‘Thalassophile’ for thee shall make you free

Both sit and wait in temperance divide

As she sings and floats in butterflies’ spring

Weep upon toes icy shores you have lied

Pure white cotton thou’st wears delicate fling

Touch that skin of forbidden fruit in May

Lest we choose our ships not sink in rough seas

Your ink is black not blue eyes nether fray

We gaze at her moves like a puma breathes

Thomas by name you have brought me to sound

Cometh upon time in Shakespeare’s skin alive

For you were not known due to him they found

To intertwine that skin like zebra thrive

Bequest my fruits of solitude thy see

I shall bring back your beauty just for thee

This will be beautiful

It’s about all of you

Every tiny, intricate, microscopic

Detail

Try me

Ask my spirit

So I start with your childhood

Look at your mother’s bloodline

Your father’s bloodline

Your siblings

Your interactions

Your education

Your ancestral DNA

Your DNA, genes

Your past lives

What needs healing

Your strengths and weaknesses

Your purpose

What gives you confidence

What do you love to do

What heals you

I do all this with unconditional love

Because I was unconditionally 

And truly loved

As a child

That is my true privilege

I wrote an essay at school

Exploring Shakespeare’s

Different forms of love

How we all love differently

And it’s no one’s fault

How we were parented

Most of us need re parenting

It is not your parent’s fault

Because it is the way they

Were parented

You could look back in

Someone’s bloodline and

Find the source of

Abuse for example

It could go back 500 years

To a peasant who was

Abused by his master

And until he is healed

The bloodline won’t be healed

This is something I do

Because it fascinates me

But it’s also important

It matters

Because I care

Now why do I care?

If for example the person

I’m focusing on

Does not

Well due to their behaviour

They may have lost people

They do not care

Protection mechanisms

Or we’re just wired differently

But if you love people

Unconditionally

Without judgement

‘You might find’

The reasons why

Forgive each other

And let love heal your wounds

I still love you all

Without judgement 

Blue butterfly 🦋 remedies 

Blasting through like a tornado of sound

Frenetic florescent energy

Ripping across the dance floor

Those Elvis moves with the mic stand in hand

The dreamer’s depth

The poets have wept

The way I stare

Hands holding my glare

The rhythm and the ruin 

The intuition never leading to fruition

The rarity of happiness

In a presence I scarcely taste

That fear that encompasses me like the Baltic

The way the salt ticks

The camera flicks

And the knife hits

Breaks a boundary I don’t think I foresaw

I have listened and you have spoken

Through the airwaves

The way I like to communicate

I just don’t want to say goodbye

A need that is solitary

Not an amalgamation of binary

Phoenix whispering in my ear

Indigo working her magic

What a creation

Repatriation to Tibet

A Goddess not known as yet

The way you heal that soul

When only you would know

Boy, does she glow

Those purple eyes

And the way her body writhes 

Foretold, stone fragmented into fission

Obliteration, extinction and Armageddon

Psychosis feels like possession

Why Gods oh why, did we let it happen?

Yet again

So dangerous

Overtaking me

Losing track of time, my body

And who I am

Losing people that mean everything

To me

Because I’ve overdone it

On and on and on

Soldering the process

Of this stale prognosis

Games I just don’t wish to play

But the ones I do

I’m just sitting patiently

Waiting to play

Forever without a watch

Peace

Patience

Potency

Potential 

Precognition

Prediction

Premonition 

Recognition 

I see you

I love you all

Solitary in Russia

Sunken eyes

As I look to the skies

In this baron cell

They’ve put you through hell

Ukrainian prayers

In your hour of need

When thought is above word

God brought me to the deed

Sterilisation

In the bitter cold

It’s written in your eye brows

It’s written in your bones

It’s written in your teeth

The ones that remain

Too much torture for words

I could kill you Putin

In a thousand different ways

And I still don’t think it would

Justify your karma

Too much work/healing for the lama

Pray silence to leave you in the

Blackness of space

I’m not surprised

Why would you be?

It’s enough to put everybody off

Symmetry

Synchronicity

Simplicity

Synergy

With all my rebellious repellants

Move on

Be strong

Forget the long journey

With the next girl

And the next

Energy rainbow healer

Butterfly expressive hands

The way those eyes dance

Finger tips reading words

Strewn across your pages

Through the ages

Transfixed

Possessed by psychosis

Sometimes I wonder

If that’s what Big Pharma

Wanted

It’s the key to my heart

But I don’t know where the lock is

Why does your spirit energy

Know my locks

Run Palice

Run Al Pal

Run Fal

Run away Slack

Far from this place

‘Leave me to it’

‘Leave her to it’

Free people

I wanna free you all

Relieve you all

Stuck in this never ending cycle

Aphrodite, my bicycle

Zeus, my car

I could have gone far

Was this the answer?

Is it ever?

Is it clever?

Boy, just be wherever

You need to be

And if that means

Be free of me

Then, be free of me

But oh my Gods

Why do I see

It all so clearly

With thee

It’s not necessarily with me

It’s just what I sense, feel and see

It makes me wanna

Bite my body

And gallop across the desert

Searching for what’s written

In those bones of yours

Boring

Snoring

Groaning

And

Moaning

I bite my thumb at thee sir

Your heart and body

Made of gold

Melting

Eclipsing beneath the camel’s feet

Of the desert sand

(Imagine Antonio Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons: Concerto no. 2 in G Minor being incorporated)

Hammer the nails in

And watch me bleed

From my wrists

From my feet

As my heart beats

And holy blood trickles from my

Womb

Set fire to my crucifixion

The parakinesis

Which we give to thee

Ravish my bones

Tears in to my skin

Steel

I can not feel a thing

You’re a slave to their machines

You’re dead with this economy

Vivaldi

Awaken me

Let the Gods in

So another psychosis

The prognosis

And diagnosis

All of the torment

And torture

It feels a bit like a possession

To hear the voices of those

That I love

Putting the knife in

Where did my blood go?

Supernatural to the core

‘Alice, you’re ruining everything’

So, I’m rot

‘Do not swallow’

I tried to stab myself to death

I don’t know how many times

If there’s something in it

A certain truth to it

Is it the devil’s work at best?

When you do not exist in my

World

Shaking and breaking

The fission of your soul

Makes me feel completely whole