I am #1

Have you ever dreamed you were flying?

There really is nothing like it.

The beauty of this woman's mind could not be contained.

Therefor, often she would wake and share

with precise description just how

in the passing night her soul took flight.

"...All of a sudden it didn't matter what anyone else thought,

because I knew & could claim my intention-

I do what I've learned & what works for me.

I put it out so others can learn and choose to do it too

if they wish. If it's not OK. I am learning and doing for me.

My intention is the perfect me.

Any benefit to others is secondary.

People that say otherwise

I question??

I am #1

xxooxx

if dreams are an alternate version of our lucid reality,

we really can be limitless. There is so much of this world

that we can not explain, so why be tied down to our ideas of what that looks like.

Collected words from the rebel speaker.

Listen distant present teacher

Tick-tock timing, calculation,

revealing unions power nation

Peppered sharing

Remove the ring

Minds eye vision

leaves a sting

painting truth,

watchful eyes,

Weight in spirt, release the lies

entangled, twisted, entwined, unwind.

grab a morsel, collect behind

nagging little pebble door,

Tethered out, aching sore

quiet churning start within,

Release the truth in painted sin.

Honor union lifts all else,

Step in to that pumping pulse.

Blood lined tunnel marching orders,

Pressing pulsing, truth discovered.

Side note:

The quote on the page of this dream book...What were once just words on a page...now here we are. Who knew...

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