Freedom sings uncut Beats

It feels like that first day ..
when the bus picks up your child for school...
that very first time.
like you never want to let go..
a piece of you dies ..
or maybe that is what it feels like to be alive?
when we allow ourselves to FEEL..
we live our lives true to our
REAL..
I'll always
FEEL..
this shit is real..
like real deal holyfield ..
taking flight ..
Reaching Mastery heights, taste of perfection staining my lips.
we choose our own flavorings of tea
to not babble would be suicide, creep!
What's for you
keep it ..
now flee
Flea!
Clarity will forever reign on your dirty campaign.

It is always interesting when I write and let myself om & Go and allow free flow to pulsate and express itself freely with words. As I grew better in my own life development and understanding of my own mechanisms, functioning of things, I have documented my entire life always stating I never know what I am writing till after I write it and read it back to myself. Many a tjme , astounded at the poetry , the life, my form of expression , did this really come from me? I mean how can this be?
Puzzling and odd so I made it seem. But no matter the well that is within me that is ancient and deep, every part of me on display, Even in my.evolutionary change, i am me. And now with absolute acceptance, all of me agrees, that our waters run deep, and there is more to each of us then it seems. I am history in the making, or shall I say remaking.

Enchanting Babble beats on these blogger world sheets. May your world be filled with blessings.Thank you for stopping on by. I look forward to our meet once again.

Namaste my Beautiful friend 