Ok now,

let’s just move slow- as I pass you a pillow,

Ain’t no need to pop those pills so,

We just can’t keep these thrills low,

This the type of love that be makin you catch those chills though,

Even that type of touch

that be givin you that real glow.

And you still know,

Every time we touch you hold such clear thoughts replay them like films, slow.

And it kills though,

Every time-

left wanting more since you last left,

wet as weeping willows.

So that’s the deal so, savoring all your

sweet kisses

cause you know-

I’ll have to steal those;)

We are not humans having spiritual Experience;

Rather,

We are spirits having human experiences.

Postulate.

I have been correct about literally every single detail about that which the world used to call conspiracy theories.

Scientific evidence is being discovered each and every day to now support all these things I have been trying to share with people as truth for over a decade.

Imagine how George Carlin must have felt....

Intellituition-

Derived from intelligence and intuition.

If one possesses a high level of intellituition,

They most certainly be keen, astute, or highly perceptive.

Noun- Intellituitivity

Adj. - Intellituitive

Verb- Intellituit

Ones ability to infer,

and/ or understand conversational subtleties or subtext In any given situation, or circumstance;

Both verbal and nonverbal, as the barely perceptible intricacies and application of "-isms" that vary person to person.

•Most apropos usage applies to a creative or performance based setting.

Like a category for the judges to score a performance.

•Examples of definition•

- Surfing

- Drum solo or improv jam,

- Freestyle Rapping

- break dancing etc....

Tell me, for I am exasperated extensively,

The answers I seek regarding the complete lack of any competence or propensity;

Tell me more, and all about the ubiquitous forfeiture of morals;

These buffoons ..and increasingly delinquent, “elected” off(colored, super-)-ificials?

Just WHERE the fuck do they get the minerals?

Just WHO the fuck made them above subliminal?

Where the fuck are those who shan’t follow?

I guess we know now who’s mothers can’t swallow....

Where are those and they, whom have now put both feet down...?

Into and onto, upon once hallowed ground?

Whores care not, so Care ye never more,

As they had chose to stay,

Cats and wombs like entombed rats....

Oh how “growth” meets these dumbfounded clowns and dunces....where would be surely no tomorrow...

The eye of the beholder, and the mind of its state, standing with self and awareness within to be in outer space in my head.

Heaven is among us.

Dimensional spiritual planes transcending all, folding time and undulating the divine.

She, us, all, collectively pass through the eye of the veil.

To be within the confines of your security,

To be so pure

But with you, be oh so dirty..

Wherein, outliers may rise above the fallen.

Here, the loners may gather and unite if you call them...

Hereafter,

hiding holes in hearts....

Holes, been hollowed out by traitorous loves in the dark..

How Healing halfs

Come hither too

Halting the heavy,

Harangued in

heresy

ridden and

Strangled Assaults with half assed jealousy

Alliteration aside,

all alluring.....yet, arbitrary.

Anticipation abruptly astounds any known beneficiaries.

How deeply can we push loves bounds.... ?

down and round...

the olde in- out....

... around the amenities of one’s tongue....

Spring surely must hate us, for how we've been sprung...

And yeah I know that

even though that,

there's nothing I could do.

To end this pain,

And bring me closer to you.

But if you gave me one kiss,

You’d save me from death.

You'd take me away from here...

So give me just one kiss,

And save me from my death!

You're like that fix,

I just can't kick.

I want to look you in those eyes!

Cry to moon!

Do not forsake me again!

For I tend to take shelter...

....But Your storm rages on

And when you come near me?

How my heart begins to pound.

You give me fever,

You light my fire.

So I'll return to what

I have found.

So give me just one kiss,

and save me from certain death!

You'd take me away from here...

PRECHORUS

Give me just one kiss,

Then save me from myself!

I just can't quit you-

Until I'm sick...

So just look me in my eyes!

Cry to the moon!

Do not forsake me again!

For I tend to take shelter,

in the cradle of your craters.

(Cradle of craters)

And in your silence?

...how my crumbles.....

When my oceans tremble...

As Your storm rages on!!

So even though that,

I know that,

I just can't make you see.

There's nothing,

that could stop it....

And I'll make you come to me!

So Give me that one kiss

Just take me away from here...

And in your silence,

Now your world crumbles....

And your oceans tremble

My storm rages on.

At some point through time and space in our perceived reality, it may be possible for the universe to appear as though it is flat from one location.

A glimpse of which, could only be seen from an external perspective of the universe.

Although it could be a highly likely possibility, positioning oneself in a way required to even detect or observe it, would prove near impossible.

How would one reach such a location?

Is there some cosmic look out point beyond the boundaries of these dimensional planes, or a scenic bypass to our starry dynamo?

It matters not what shape one “thinks” the world is, according to new understandings of the nature of consciousness.

Every perceived thing is a mere reflection of our inner self; Ego and karma in cyclical fluctuation of ebb and flow.

All cycles come back around full circle... circles are not “flat.”