#dmhutchins2nd

So the title of this post says it all. I am new to both Steemit and cryptocurrency. My Steemit account is less than two days old, and I honestly have no, and have never had, a cryptocurrency account of

If you are buying Cannabis in the form of "wax" or "dab" you have absolutely NO idea if the Cannabis plants were genetically modified or what chemicals may have been used to augment

Attention glued to television sets like the shackles on your wrist Drowning in the hope that your fantasy lets you catch the carrot that doesn’t even exist Scams to milk your worth away your energy mind

We were admiring the shadows of a liquid reflection So as to acknowledging the structure of The resonance of an inverted refraction Looking at the collective intention In the individual puddles…

Orange galaxies spiral readily from the flame, Upward sailing to find their place in space, Ever glowing without any shame in the darkness, Burning fast then fade away, Our lives the same from day to day,

Silk carved from stone, I am, Street carved from home, My hands, Crumble carved in bone, In sand, Convoluted, Star carved from time, The call, Space carved from mind, The All, Truth carved in lies, The

Twelve skies spinning round, I struggle every age with pain and misery, I try to work it out and so far haven’t seemed to reach, Or so it seems for now, The point I try to make is love and unity, Into

A waterfall of wine, Our thirst our lips Drunken rage, Word spoken Bright lake in my glass, Deeply swam Anger wades, Heard motion A forest of feast, Our hunger our wrist Eating shade, Merge potions Tall

Again, and perhaps the last… Align, the seems and gaps… Alone, in one photo it seems… Wisdom, holistic, and fractal, unseen… By name we call ourselves, By eyes we guide ourselves… Though travel we elevate,

Smeared across the universe, Not a single coin in the purse… For wealth itself is not a note, But knowing well the spell of “NO”… But far too many yet speak yes, To labors strife enslaved in debt… Though

This alien immediacy, That fountain of obscurity... The world in the window, Minus propagandic infinity... Aglow in ember star, Ought part the starkly darkened art... Emergent strata vibrations might,

Be thine eyes not set aflame? Are not yourn hands now grasping blades? For evil lies about this day, Yet virtue has set us unto slaying the same... Deeply from these depths we drink, From nexional permutations

That's so wyrd, or so I here, To know that we’re, both far and near... So says the wind, Whose truth within, Flows in our kin, we of pale skin... Blows upon the ice, squints our eyes, And knows when each

That which dies, brings life to dine, On skies so bright, as eyes at night... Who’s bark is rough, who’s leaves are touched, And roots which search, my flesh for such... Vines in breeze, wave flowers pleased,

Where once I thought I’d drown, I’ve learned to breath my Crown... Omnidirectional down, Ever echos silence sound... Middle fingers now a middle Eye, Brittle propaganda's shattered paradigm... Where once

I'm angry hurt depressed and wrought, By circumstances not my fault, Yet blame is place upon my path, That I would own this aftermath, My mothers stars expanse of night, My fathers will condensed in time,

I've taken a walk through the mind of God, Striving to evaporate the self that comes off, Burning bridges along the twisting roads of repetition, Enduring the consequences of unknown intentions, A pedestrian

Alone, In a crowded room, Alive, In a crowded tomb, I alone craw out from under the stars... Entranced, in attentions gaze, To Dance, in blooming glades, Afloat upon waters over the scars... Screams, into

How great and ever expanding are you, in all manner exceeding comprehension, and yet cradled yourself therein, beckoning, such that I would recognize in this organization the complexities of insight via

She had not expected the humidity. A thin fog lingered over the balcony, ruining the view she had waited for throughout her noctivagant musings. It was a testament to her existence, the way the sun crept