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The genie in the lamp is you.I promise you it’s true.And you don’t just get one wish or two,You get whatever you choose.You just have to have belief in the powerThat dwells within your bones.The God who is within you, see?You’re never really alone.
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God is sending me storms.He always loves to bless me.It’s crazy I’m so powerful.It’s such an amazing blessing.I love the God within meAnd the one within you twoFor they are one—The Sun.Have fun.It’s what we’re meant to do.
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‘O Hermes bring me news.I can hardly chooseA life with complete bliss.I don’t know what I’ve missed.Prepare me for thy blessings.I’ve learned important lessons.I’m a better man—I amAnd I know you’ve got a planTo get me feeling better.That’s why I wrote this letterTo you whose truthI always choose.And that’s what I shall do.
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I walk with the Moon in dreams.At least that’s the way it seems.I walk with the Sun at dawn.That’s the frequency I’m on.I wish the same for all.Summer, Spring or Fall—Winter if you can bear the coldWalk along with Sol.
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Erotic Poetry
bible, christianity, Dolly Llama, god, love, Old Testament, poems, poetry, Spirituality, verse, Yoga
I write erotic poetry to my immortal soul.(Just like Song of Solomon.)I want it in control.I will step aside, my LordAnd let you take the helm.I’m just so darn exhausted.This world can overwhelm.I know that you will lead to blissAnd that’s all I desire.It occupies every waking thought.It burns in me—a fire.
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The narrative you get in the Art world around artists is almost always a false narrative. I follow a Monet Art bot on Twitter and I see this all the time. This is the true story of where “Impressionism” comes from. Monet painted water liliesTwo-hundred-fifty times.All of them are different.That’s really quite sublime.Each painted at…
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I can measure my progress by reading the poemsWritten by who I used to be.I’m never alone when I’m sitting at home.My soul is my company.I want this for everyone. Even the haters.I love everyone and thing.And it doesn’t matter where now or where laterMy soul simply has to sing.
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I was diagnosedAs never morose.How can you be such when God has your back?My life is filledWith love and with thrills.There simply is nothing I lack.I have to transcend though.Create a crescendo.Of awakening through my own waking up.But I have to give graceTo myself—not a race.I’m going to get there,And that is enough.
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I am really terrible at self-promotion so I’m sure none of you knew that I have a Redbubble site with all sorts of lovely merchandise you can buy featuring my art. I plan on uploading more and doing some special designs for this blog and my band. If there’s anything you don’t see that you…
Musings of the Mad 