Such a sweet and beautiful face you've :) much love from me
Thank you :)
Such a sweet and beautiful face you've :) much love from me
Thank you :)
poetry robot checking in //it seems as though my upper algorithms are blonde now//
i used to hide inside of steeples waiting for God’s lightning to strike in the wilderness i stand waiting he tells me i am there too because i live within you i am always with you i chase fury he is a fire he is still he is silence he is thunder i chase safety i am always with you he says i love you because i am love and there is no darkness in the light of truth is a straight path to infinite life flèche
the gospel of unclenched fists
these hands
the heart is the philosopher’s stone -Saul Williams
lately my heart has been bending bullets with breaths and killing time i know that life and death aren’t opposites but they’re intricately connected composites of one another and that light and dark are not opposites for they exist simultaneously and that bumper sticker religion of coexist is ironic because living on earth is evidence that coexistence has been our reality since fire covered layers of earth covering layers of fire i’m not giving up the unearthing of truth as it births itself giving life to light fathom with me that God was never born God doesn’t have a beginning or end God is not a seed with an origin God doesn’t have a source as a bullet traces it’s origins in a barrel the barrel from metal and the metal from the earth i know light is the absence of darkness and darkness is the absence of light calm indicates the presence of chaos as chaos is a testament to calm
calm & chaos coexisting
breathing is a living mechanism
the air in my lungs isn’t feminine
nor is it masculine our רוּחַ is divine
i understand the struggle many
face in accepting their bodies as
they are because we are more than
our bodies it’s when you cease to nurture
your Spirit that you begin to reject
your body as it is fearfully and
wonderfully made not some accidental
genetic embodiment of biological
calculations you are not an accident
you are not worthless you are here for a
reason you are worth it
keep breathing and don’t stop believing
neutral affirmations
the calender reminds me it’s monday again
this is going to be a happy poem because
all of my other ones are neutral you read them
and feel your own emotions but this poem
i’m telling you is a happy poem so don’t be
afraid to let your face do that awkward thing
where the corners of your mouth spread and
sometimes your teeth show and your nose
crinkles a bit and the corners of your eyes
wrinkle it’s okay this is a happy poem
reminding you that it’s monday and it’s okay to
smile
/səˈrēn/
adjective calm, peaceful, and untroubled; tranquil.
Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Occasions, 1912-1951 (via philosophybits)
break your arms around your love home is a burning building you sang about it in your sleep i cut my hair more times than i remember i should have grown it past my knees it would have been more symbolic like tree rings every curl and kink would have been the teeth these words lack chewing through faded nail polish this resistance silence’s friction a metaphor for breathing daughters of the soho riots
shadows cast long glances back from the pavement that swallows your footsteps whole their words are there echoing in the void remembering silence as i pray to the breath God for dreams where cobwebs don’t soak up the seafoam where the sand isn’t salt that burns my feet you blink and breathe remembering me the red flower shivering in the wind a letter of scarlet seared on God’s holy breast promenade
you will never find the answers to the questions that you never ask
i see an empty wine bottle in a field
and remember the distance of the
ocean from these words
lost love letters
pablo ruix picasso
pablo ruix picasso
most holy