So in touch with this, you could say,
I quiver when I write
Stuttering from the influx
No doubt, an unbelievable sight.
*
My mind accommodates
The traffic of an entire planet
Not at all how I planned it,
But exactly how my Maker intended
I like it when they dispute, seeking refuge
Some sort of comfort from discrediting
What they can only hope to understand.
*
For years, I’ve been at war with myself
Who would I know better
To a level that dwarfs the self?
Tend to unlocking the first gate
Of your consciousness before
Being brazen enough to open my sixth,
This brainiac’s brain casing has been the vestibule
For tethered extra-terrestrial conduits;
Entailing the passenger of this vessel
Knows about Me, Myself
And I – – will always be the one
To tell you, who I am.
– O.D. ©2017
Art by: RHADS
I am that I am ❤ you always leave me filled with a peace and knowing when I'm done reading ❤
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I sent you an email yesterday, we can keep adding or leave it as is, let me know 🙂 thanks brother Dante ❤
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