Flying away with Time and Space

I’m in awe with The Thought…the sight of My Red Sun brings me peace and tranquility through our manifestations.

Ultimately it has brought me back to my center through it’s love for me and my kind…this Spring will bring to us the first son, born out of a love for all, bringing the perfect number three times…5, 6, 7-9.

Unifying the “past, present and future,” the way it was always intended…

So bring your music to my ears, your words to my heart and peace to my being through my five senses…allowing me to Remember without having to dream…..tearing me apart at the seems…



There’s a great storm brewing over my skies. It looks, so as to bring me the Thunder and Lightning that I so desperately need to hear and see…

As of late it’s the Thunder that gets to me as it vibrates the ground I stand upon, sending shivers up and back down my spine over and over again…

The roaring, electric sky cloud deity speaks to me “Let’s get out of here alive this time, I promise you’ll have no regrets.”


Flying away with Space and Time

I’m in awe with The Thought of The Red Sun bringing us peace and tranquility through our manifestations alone…

Ultimately bringing us back to The One Center point through it’s love for ours shared for me and mine…..

Next Spring brings us our first son, Born out of our love for All to witness. Bringing with this creation the perfect number three times. 5, 6, 7-9.

Unifying the “past, present and future,” the way it has always been intended. So bring to me your music, your words and peace to my ears, heart and being as I (we) gladly accept this heartfelt challenge of our souls and spirits…..


My Perfect Vision

The light at the end of the tunnel…

I can now see, she shines so brightly for us to see, for the helpless little ones…

I can see their tears and frowns turned upside down…

Their desperate wails, cries for help, being replaced with smiles…

Smiles as bright as the morning sun.

Won’t you join me, let’s ALL be FREE.

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The flame that never dies…

Where ever we may find ourselves…

Our fires will burn for one another…

And so, it does burn for us eternally.



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When the songs of yesterday start to play and the hustles of our physical world start to become too much…

I’ll lock my arm with yours, making you feel that everything is okay…

I’ll take your hand in mine and you’ll instantly feel that all is well…

The warmth of my heart will flood your worries, bringing you a sense of breath along with ease…

Allowing our love to become complete…

That’s where love grows and blooms…

Under the light of the beautiful full moon.

The stars blinded them on a winter evening…


True Love

The kind of torment, the kind of pain

It feels so right, so free from the chaos

Despite your ego, it keeps you going back

Trying to get back home.



The sun is my love, too much and it will burn me

The moon I adore, too much darkness and it will consume me

I get high on both equally

Respect I give them both, joined together they teach me how to navigate MY reality.

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Shine so much light on the webs within that have you twisted and bound, so you can see not to get tangled up again…

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Time doesn’t exist, it’s a manmade construct. Living with this truth you can flow freely and happily.


Great Mother Speaks

If your dreams are what keep you going, never stop dreaming.