Hello, my dear…
Today for the last six months of todays…
Have been incredible…
The way life unfolds…
Every footstep forward…
One’s own intentions the only back I’ve ever known…
The only gun I own???
No longer pressed against my temple, my invisible other…
Freedom is when you become trigger happy…
Taking yourself seriously…
The only medicine for trauma…
360 degrees of Acknowledgement…
Laughter lightens the heart…
Pain melts away like a wax candle under intense heat…
There’s different forms of positivity, my dear…
By shining a light on the darkness...
The whole story of life comes alive…
Tears are uncontrollable when the purification of the heart hits home…
My imagination and sense of humour are wicked…
In the eyes of the devil???
I apologise in advance, my dear…
I wonder why Ai is producing male thought patterns…
Images that are given free reign to decide…
Can my tone of voice be read by a machine…
I click generate for curiosity reasons…
Show me what you think…
I know…
I’m far from being perfect, my dear…
I’m being my true authentic self…
Warts and all???
There’s been a puzzling occurrence…
That caught my attention…
Yesterday to be precise…
Four spiders who occupied a web of their own…
Were found hanging upside down…
Still attached by a thread…
Dry and hollow, my dear…
What I’m trying to see…
How did all the hatchlings die too...
All four snuffed in a copycat style death…
Six foot under the dead spiders on the ceiling…
Were tiny eight legged creatures…
All dead at the same time…
The window sills are full…
Then, I remembered what happened the summer just passed…
It must’ve been in the last six months…
The property was empty when it happened…
The unfortunate four...
Possibly five…
We’re all working for tomorrow, my love…
Whether you know that reality or not…
It’s my proof everything is taken care of...
Is your mind’s eye open…
Do you live in the spiritual realm or do you believe you’re only sleeping when you’re dead…
I’m a witness against myself…
What I saw…
A mystery, devils dropped like flies…
All I had to do was look the deceiver straight in the eye…
Poof, they went up in a cloud of black smoke…
There’s things I’ve seen no one will believe…
Does that mean I can’t speak of my reality…
Why hush hush away with you…
The only thing that doesn’t sit comfortably on the inside…
Home truths…
I don’t have anything left to prove myself otherwise…
Just a journey of once a upon my life times…
The gun I’ve inherited will not be passed down…
Remaining unfired???
Outside of my own head…
Out of my hands…
Putting an end to blood lust…
For generations to come…
InshaAllah…
I’ve come a long way, my dear…
These days I can melt all kinds of metal…
A single flame is it enough???
What do you think…
Artistic Insight... 