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First Volume Of “Life and Times Of An Indigo Dreamer”, Now Available!

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Its called, “The Dust of Yesterdays” and it took me damn near two years to complete. I taught myself how to use adobe illustrator, indesign, and studied the in’s and out’s of self-publishing to pull it off. I’d say the easiest part of this whole series was writing 250+ poems on love, spirituality, life, and the unseen.

Summer of 2015, a lot changed for me and for my best friend. Back then I was certain that I was ready to settle into the life of a madly in love couple who “is different from all the rest.” We sung that mantra to the mountaintops… as “The Kybalion”says, all truths are but half.

On the other side, everything in the collective consciousness continued its rapid transformation. Everyone spoke of the raging kundalini energy within the Divine Feminine that was the emerging zeitgeist. The wild woman who can not be tamed. Maybe it was living in a suburb cut off from my art, and all the things I loved for months that triggered her arrival within me. Being trapped in an example of what the future might look like for us who are “different from the rest.” I was depressed AF. Trying to fit into the status quo of happiness and bliss. Before I even heard of divine female anything I was in a complete opposite state. Downtrodden. Cut off from personal power. Hiding out behind my ugly ass GTA V avatar wreaking havoc on my fictional Los Angeles.

As soon as we broke free and returned to the hills of Hollywood, she rang. Her piercing cry called out to the heavens and a door opened. She went in and there was a man, a project, a trip, and a lesson.

Thus this series was born, to shed light upon the unseen force, feared far to long.

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Aftertaste

An aftertaste lingers…

The thought you let go,

You can still taste it.

 

In the back of the tongue,

Where sweet and bitter meet,

There lies a dark remembrance.

 

Sweet longing.

Bitter desire.

Sift and drink saliva of the past…

 

Anointing lips

While asking yourself

 

“How did this happen?”

 

An aftertaste disturbs,

You return to the moment and remember…

It was something you ate.

 

Choices

I just added my social security card to a pile of records that I’ve been collecting from my mom. I am scared. This officially means that I am fully in charge of my life from now on. I am fucking freaked out.

“Where do we go from here?” I ask myself.

The answer is as wild as my short-fused mind. Jumping from theme to theme. One day I am a filmmaker, the next day a poet. One day I am a dancer, the next a fine artist. And all around me are whispers going,

“Choose, Choose, Choose.”

A breath of spirit crawls up into my skin and opens up my pores to reply,

“Never!”

That’s how the battle goes on. Mind against spirit. In this external mundane world, mind always wins. In this external reality, people find it easier to do the hardest, a perpetual self-fulfilling human centipede of tough shit.

Yesterday I was a teacher, and I asked my students,

“Why is there a class system?”

I told them no answer could be wrong. I trust in my students to teach me as much as I, them. They all looked as afraid as I was…

Fear.

Is that why the mind always wins?

I want to live free of the burdens of this lame capitalist society, away from the fallacy of one-way.

Yesterday we fought about whether or not we should have a TV. You think that I think I am better for not needing it. All I care about is our freedom.

And so it goes. And so it goes.

We’ll continue this disagreement just like in the movies.You’ll say it’s because I’m on my period, just like in the sitcoms.You put your foot down because you’re in charge of your life. I say I used to be in charge of mine.

And so it goes. And so it goes.

The truth of the matter is, nothing really matters. But, today I added another piece of paper to a pile of “important” documents. And it scared the shit out of me.

Trinity Music Project

I am so excited to be making music with my soul mate. I have only dreamed of the moments when I’d be apart of a band. Its frustrating at times but the reward is immense. Those who are drawn to our music will benefit from the messages therein. We have realized the divine purpose that we have placed on ourselves in this incarnation. It is to aid fellow Starseeds in bringing light into the planet. There are so many higher frequencies attempting to get through to many of our multidimensional brothers and sisters at this time. As we unplug ourselves, so too they are closer to unplugging themselves. No one can force change upon another. In healing ourselves, so too we shall heal the world.

I have just began to let go of my timid nature, and realize it is a fallacy. I am a spirit unbound. Its my duty to share that which  fuels my creativity. Expression is a divine gift! I am no longer shutting it out.

Check out our first single “Limitless” here:

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Master Builder 22

I am so grateful for my family and friends and the support of all my soul group family that appears to me in the eyes and words of kinds strangers.

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These socks will get lost,While new ones are found.
Once I crawled & Now I walk around

Victim Turned Master
What am I after?

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Justice;
Take the old & Transmute anew

I AM

Hierophant climbing the temple stairs
To get to where?

INTUITION SPEAKS

“The beginning is the end
Just as emptiness is form”

So we twirl ecstatically
Dance enigmatically
As Shakti rises dramatically

 My old soles got lost
while new ones were found,

I never spoke up
And now I never back down.

 22; Transmute
I’ll build, while you refute

 LAVANE