I see the gloom approaching,
Heaven’s gates begin closing,
The worms,
Dig deeper into the night.

Stars begin dying,
Moon no longer shining,
As the day,
Begins to shed its night.

Blooming flowers of destruction,
Waves of vibrational construction,
The ants building towers,
Of golden light.

The sun begins crying,
Sinking deeper into the sky,
As the moon refuses,
To watch or rise.

Clouds of forgotten wealth,
Suffocating what is left,
But life,
Will survive the night.


Beauty from the inner child

I love to write poetry. But while going through a bunch of old journals I had wrote I have come across a few that I had written 2019 during what I had believed to be a mental break down. So instead of trashing it I’ve decided to share.

I apologize for not editing it first but I fill this raw form just has more meaning.

December 2019

I see a world torn between single objectives. We focus to much on two many beliefs when there’s truly on one. And when we find ourselves clawing our way out of the pit we threw ourselves into. We begin to see things from a perspective that has been created by light for light. I have found myself inside this pit and I have clawed my way out but not alone. The greatest and most glorious thing that I have see is “GOD”. Ive seen and experienced things that has contributed to my personal transformation. I owe everything to GOD and all the angels who have been with me and those who still are. I do not know where I am going but I do trust and have faith that they do. And I will forever follow them and I will forever glorify GOD.

This world belongs to no human. This world is God’s and when we realize that we can begin to show him how much we love him for what he has provided us with. Everything we need to survive has been provided. But God is not the issue with the way thing are on mother earth. We are! We’re trying to hard. We’re trying to take control of everything instead of asking God for help. I assure you if asked he will. What we neglect is the fact that before he can help us we must first help ourselves. We have to be shown the truth. We have to experience what others have first. We have to learn ultimately to love ourselves and all living things the way he loves us before we can properly stand and fight. We cannot divide ourselves and expect to win the war. We have to unite and stand with God to win this war. We have to stand not only for one race but To unite and stand for all things being mistreated in his world. This is the only way to even move forward. Because every human, every animal, every tree, every river, every blade of grass, every bug. Everything we neglect is just as precious as we are. We create our own realities so the only way to change is thru ourselves as individuals.

I believe all mankind is beautiful and we are all given the greatest gift God could ever give. His love. Unconditional love. Acceptance for who we truly are. For he already knows. He knows what each one of us are capable of. He knows that our hearts are pure. He knows that its society and our own minds that have clouded our judgements and decisions. He knows each one of us personally. The real us. Our souls belongs to him. He has provided us with all of the best possible things to make life better. If we can begin to see things from a perspective that has contributed to our lives by any means we have become somewhat aware of what we neglect and will never do so without having a doubt


Knock, Knock

I hope my words have found you happy,
Living in your,
Sea of dreams.
Your profound lack of true reality,
Is but a nightmare,
For all to see.
I hope one day your eyes will open,
To the things,
That they have shown.
Your profound thirst for knowledge,
Is nothing more, than a door,
You refuse to close.

‘Knock,,Knock,’ goes the hour,
Of night before the day,
The illusion still awaits,
But yet it still slips away.

I hope my words are as simple,
As your thoughts,
Seem to be.
Your profound love for example,
Is a glimpse,
Beyond your dreams.
I hope the light that protects you,
Will remain,
And always be.
This profound lack of hatred,
Will always,
Be with me.

‘Knock,,Knock,’ goes the hour,
Of day before the night,
God is not just an illusion,
He will always remain in light.


Charming patterns

Charming patterns
From the ones with no heart
They tried to set in motion
Distractions from the start
Feeding the egos
From here to everywhere
Telling us all
What we thought
We needed to hear
Give us your loyalty
We promise we’ll share
Wealth, knowledge,
The things to come this year
While sleeping in your cradle
All snuggled like a babe
Your essence will be taken
By the ones who crave
Those who fear
The one thing they can’t have
Love from the one source
That truly never turn its back
But their pride and ego
Continues to rage on
They forgot how to listen
To the grandest song
Peace be with those
Who struggle to except
The evil amongst us
Were created by ourselves.



Where do you turn
When no ones around
To be yourself
Amongst the crowd
Vibrational tensions
Ringing in the ears
To connect with those
Beyond their years
Stuck in a loop
Between here and there
Ultimately leading us nowhere
We try to push
Then go with the flow
But the source of this energy
Has a plan of its own
So we sit and we wait
Till the timing is right
To evolve into something
Greater than ourselves
That’s made from the love of the light


Dark Winter

It’s a dark winter
In the words of a dream
Reality forgotten
For the sake of all things

The warmth of the sun
Is high above the clouds
The wind that is blowing
Makes an Erie sound

Love Truly struggles
Within the fortress of bone
It doesn’t come as freely
As the wars that rage on

In silence the thoughts
Escape the brilliant mind
Words run rampant
Trying to blind the nieve eyes

Knowledge is power
Power is control
Lies are embraced
As we’re frozen like stone



The raven’s eye turned to dust
Foreseen sight remained in lust

Wings now broken beyond repair
He’s now destined for despair

The flock is mocking his new found shame
He knows not that he’s to blame

Cursing the night that took his sight
While walking towards the healing light


Stand Tall

As sorrow passes,
The eyes do see,
Such a profound illumination,
In the light that covers the.
A path so destined,
At the age of birth,
A purpose not known,
Until a death that hurts.
The words they shift,
To complete a sound,
The ground does tremble,
From a source that’s not bound.
The people united,
Arms linked with might,
The evil still marches,
We’re now ready to fight.


Hidden Meanings

If you love 1 & they love 2
We’ll then notice
That 3 also grew
If 4 gives more
Than just closing the door
5 grows & 6 will light the room
12 now shines
While 100 changed minds
100 now shown their not alone
With 100 more now reborn
Time streams by
In our impatient lives
Waiting on the moon
To explode
An expansion of fireflies
Light the night
Breaking through
As the darkness groans