The_Jester

#1
{sing this}
As above, So below.
Plant a seed,- let it grow.
Let that thought,
become your guide.
Open up.
Inside.
{/end singing}

#2
My wrist aches,
from countless hours of aiming pens,
Trying to draw you near.
N these earthquakes,
from trying to make amends,
praying for novelty to appear.

#3
Birds collect unearthed hair,
fluttering off,
sculpting rain baskets.
I get up, up, I go out,
and rush back in.
Blind projectionists.
Imbibing in accidental sanctuary.
Imbibing in a good misdeed.
Accident is intuition.
If intentions are what we recieve,
This discord is the design.
Hands n knee's.
Wants n needs.
Rebirth.

The_Jester

Take me to the desert; a fish out of water.
A cemetary for so many.
A home for the strong, and the strange.
Take me to the desert,
where the sole drink lay in the sharp trichocereus.
The beautiful emerald statues,
blissful in the arid climate.
To stand amongst the novel and the powerful.
The friction of the silica,
alive,
rustling in the hot breeze.
Take me to the desert; a fish out of water.

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In LOVING kindness,

The forum fool.

Xil

you mind if i put that first one in my sig?

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The_Jester

put it in there man I don't mind at all .

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The forum fool.