Uncut Sunshine ☺️

It's beautiful outside ...

calm sporadic breeze within the trees when it pleases ..

see how that works ?

When the wind pleases ...

We are one ..

connecting with silence ...

there is no such thing as silence ..

another optical illusion conditioned to you over time ...

in search for this silence ..

silence doesn't exist ..

even when you can not hear a thing ..

you "hear" something ..

who is it you hear ? 

is this not yourself ? 

a part of yourself .. Acknowledging ones self ? 

well who is the other self that in you that is observing this all ?? 

let us introduce ourselves to ourselves ...

Peace & acceptance can be found ..

Silence ceases to exist...

we are one ..

you hear my cries as I hear yours..

actually I feel 

Yours ..

Thru & thru & threw 

is this what we do ? 

Untangle 

to tangle 

cut chords ..

ha! There is no cutting ...

impossible

Detanglers are we ..

feels like treachery ..

yet it is not ..

funny thing about truth when it stings ..

spite spews back ..

that ego & that pride 

walking side by side ..

tangling things up some more ...

Uncut Tangles ...

The air is calm and still ...

the only chill passing thru my body is the pretend one we are suppose to have ... 

prickling stabs ..

I got a splinter bad ..

Ballerina madd ..

we build and build to further grow ..

at least that is what we are conditioned to believe / understand ...

I think we are all short changed ..

Taking it back ..

intentions are radicals of sporadicals &

Super fun ...

Expressions overrun ..

Batter her up ... 

Blues clues ..

On some muse cues ..

Cause ain't no sunshine when she's gone ...