It’s amazing to hold my book in my hands…I then downloaded the digital edition on my phone…just to see how it looks like & how it feels…a feeling that’s almost impossible to express but can only be felt…I was like, “how great is that, my book is right here…it’s real, I’m not dreaming anymore”…I’m sharing a few photos with you 🖤✨🤍
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Signing my life with rhymes when I feel like flying Playing the silence with the sighs of my violin Disaligning my mind from the numbness that is crawling Shining the clouds in the dark from my lightning
Swirling the air by storming the ocean Undenying my pain by embracing the edgy relations Soaking my body in those salty emotions Glancing the noise with my violet resolution
I wrote Smoking Sacred in January 2021…at that time I published it with Spoken Word…but I had to take it down within 30 minutes due to an issue (non-technical)…A couple of readers even commented on my Spoken Word…but I had to delete that part…I didn’t like doing so…coz remaining true to myself & to my readers is absolutely important…I had never done such thing before…and I don’t intend to do it again…ever…please accept my apologies…authenticity & honesty is what I flow…this is who I am…I won’t be changing that part of me for no one…take it or leave it…therefore, I’m publishing the Spoken Word now…please note, I’m not doing so for the sake of likes or positive or uplifting comment(s)…I’m doing it to make it right…the way it was supposed to be…right from the very beginning…thank you very much
I’m unlocking my phone & checking my post every second minute But no new mails anymore, there are only empty spaces I’m feeling cold & my core is burning in agony beyond any limits
It’s still difficult to believe, how the things have ended in a split second Energies were glowing like the beautiful stars, everything was smoking sacred But memories are all that’s left behind, the feeling of being one is burning ashes
My eyes are fixed on a mirror, they look pretty dead & quite rigid I’m seeing reflections of crystal green but that mirror is now cracking I’m touching the cracks on its surface but it’s me that’s purely shattered into pieces
I’m trying to close my sleepy eyes so I can finally fall asleep And I’m covering myself in layers before I impatiently start to freeze But my anxiety is propping me to fall hard on my once operated knees So I end up playing in dark this reckless game of hide & scream
I’m seeing countless spots on this black & white transparent plastic sheet My mind is bleeding red diamonds when I walk barefoot on this edgy street My numbness is on/off frustrating me, it’s wanting me to switch on my freak I’m turning blue, so I’m blueprinting a list if you know what I mean
Can you see my lids are carrying these bloody tears? Can you feel my blood is boiling in my crazy heat? Can you believe I sometimes feel like torching my entire scene? Can you even reach when I want to bury my body infinite feet?
But then I dive into your green sea to see me with pure clarity I play your crystal clear music to string me with sweet melody I absorb your fine lines to levitate me with this magical imagery I write the (U’n’I)verse of love when I sense your profound energy
I see the moon is shining with open mentality I see the stars are burning in azure spirituality I see the sky is evolving with colorful theme I see the sun is beaming hope inside of me
This all reset the entire picture of my entangled reality Love is stitching & healing my scars in peace & prosperity I know, I’m not leaving yet coz I’ve just come out of catastrophe You’re my sacred mirror, I can see the white light inside of me
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