sweets, candy, chocolatehearts

the sun shines with an awesome strength today

I watched seagulls
crows
fly over the moon
Unaware that from where I was looking it was all like a massive lightshow

Sun lighting up every white feather
Lightblue sky softened with scattered white clouds


Raspberryfilled sweethearts
I've enjoyed them long enough
As the evening comes

the stars will sing
the moon shine down

It's time


It's time


It's that time.

Fly with me

Today shines with the special kind of dark light of rainy days.
Momentarily it becomes darker, only for the grey to become the strongest light there is.

Butterflies, I thought yesterday when I felt it was getting too grey for me to be able to survive without a cry. And at that thought colours arrived, light offered its guidance and I learned I should not spend my days in awe,
but accept the fact that all the beauties are my sister and brothers,
me equal among them
we one strong
one light
one being
one feeling


I don't have to depend on someone to help me along
as they don't have to depend on me.

It goes without saying,
without asking.
You are here, I am here.

We are.


Thank you, I want to say.

There are others. We are all here.

Uncrossed keys

I might see the light that shines in through
the thoughts of lack
the grief; the mourn; the greyscaled emotions
that
drag
down.
I might see the light that shines forth from myself,
I might want to squeeze my eyes shut to keep
it from escaping; keep it from leaving me
But is it leaving?
Or is it sharing?
Or is it showing others how things are, how things
could be? I add a questionmark to most things today,
I forgot the keys I needed,

and all the papers are strewn around some floor
I’m not walking on right now.
Steps slow down as they pass me and I want
to look up and tell beings to be gone or go
away, but I have a feeling inside that tells me
they wouldn’t understand anyway.-

Siamesed

Even more so when I realise I've been looking at the clock oddly.
It's not just past midnight.

It's three in the morning.

Might make me wonder some in the morning.


I have accepted the crystal grid.
Alignment in the web of conscious dreaming.

Surrounded by so many.
This many.
And still it feels like everyone else was nice and cosy and actually went to bed. Now sleeping soundly, with only me to sit here and awake even more with all new streams coming my way.

I hope to use blue glitter tomorrow.


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have you tried?

Maybe that's why nothing seems to work.

because all you're doing is trying
really
hard

Not remembering
Not doing anything but.

Have you tried?

Maybe that's why nothing seems to work.

because all you're doing is avoiding trying
really
badly.




Do.
TRy.

Be.
All you can be.
All you will be.
All you want to be.

You are a sun.



L