I like to pretend I’m a ghost calling home to Earth

Troubled dreams
Only then would everything be know Pace yourself Man vs human nature left wild one yearning to follow the divine melody Congratulations on your shiny efforts Which way is up? Grasping air Counting petals Praise be the wild ones Death’s poison
which door to choose? your reality is spilling soon to plummet into your grasp kicked soul, crushed being moments of divine 3D vision heart prayer they invite me to sit at the faceless dinner party let your inner devil out pour us, encased in our bot
And only then could something be known
Will you mend these time repeated knots? Time once more resumes. What stories are yet to unfold? What do you reach through me? My queen, do you see your shining light? I wish you’d called out in that night’s lost scream Brush out your cur
I’ll burn myself before they ever get a chance to
Idk why I love this one so much soooooo cute
I lost my voice in this whirlwind of a world. Have you seen it?
Offices don’t have enough grass to tickle my feet
I think therefore I am confused
Was that really what I wanted? Can’t remember.
offering spirit to the worms with payout’s juicy bites
I dreamt we bounced on trampolines under the double-rainbow’d sky. Oh! How we amplify in color’s refracted twirls.
I built this box of mine so I could climb to high places
Dandelions are the most scattered with all their wishing power. So happy a little pod landed for you ❤️
Spinning, whirling, dancing, prancing, all the “-sings” as ode to the wind’s gentle song and guidance
“Look to the sun! Bloom to the moon!” Yes, the flowers always share sound advice
Don’t you know? No one wants to know. I don’t want to play this game of following normal
Why does not taking risks feel risky? It can feel so hard to sit still and actually build a foundation. So here we go. Let’s build stuff from old stuff. Back to posting.

I have those nervous hands that have drawn THOUSANDS of these pages.

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