Reminiscing collectively, never harming or tattering what has already been done.
Refreshing reflections mirrored in my mind, showing me what is transpiring as I write.
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Noticing surroundings,
disappear in ghost-like fashion.Protecting images from past memories,as earth spins on it’s axis.
Never leaving the interior side of intellect, fixating on my mind, recalling everything I’ve ever done in life.
Sensing the wilderness floating just below the surface, giving me expressions no one else can fathom.Left to only one person to write as quickly as I can to rhythm’s benefit.
Turning back the hands of time, as I watch memories of youth.
Supporting my inner ego, giving it reasons to stay alive while all the time wanting to let it die inside.Drawing when younger, letting out all emotions in pictures of thought I was seeing.Later, starting to write words that were put together and made sense to myself and others, giving an impetus to continue experimenting with…
Tantalizing repertoires of satiny days of yore,
staking claims of nature within.Locating sensuous particles of being,and living on edges of life.
Darkened skies fill my eyes with an impending doom set forth in destiny’s diary.
Becoming the voice that others hear throughout their lives in dreams of tomorrow.
Sparkling lights tempting people to spend their money in the slot machines.
Acquiescent, finding my intellect in tact, novel items appear on my inner mind’s screens.Watching with delight, enjoying the tastes I hear and see, filling me with words to place on paper.