Holy shoots batman, purple pokedots upon my vision, shifting wizard mode. Engaging inner glisten, heres the mission. Stay creative and stay out the kitchen. Fables living in moments given, any. Abundance plenty, mind empty, heart ready, & breath steady. glad you made it; congratulations, you graduated. Drama faded, candle catered, flame ignited, dark to light quick. Write to rhyme and rhyme for sight. Cold fire like lighter water. Inner fight like might or mortar. Feel the aura. Ramble on imaginative facilities, holding it back would only be killing me. Surrounded by something I made with emotion. But now its alive, alive as the ocean. Man chosen, man Unbroken. Words the paint, and this mind the brush. This heart the radio, staying in touch, with all things above, and deep under us. Deep past the crust. I know not what I say for who speaks here? I touch the keys, and these words appear. Blessed be all if so be able. Living a world between Standard and Fable.
