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The Master of the weaklings, leader of all fallen people, do not leave me here.
Oh, my spiritual Master, the true embodiment of light, do not leave me here.
My dear friend, save me from the swamp of the Earth. Do not leave me here.
You helped me, you saved my life, you are my leader. Take me away from here
I want to follow you everywhere, across galaxy systems, take me away from here.
I want to learn from you. Teach me, everywhere in the time, take me away from here.
My Master, oh glorious prince of the Light, save me from this world, take me away from here.
I beg you, oh Master, to give me a new life, to be in your spirit, take me away from here.
I want to live forever, explore the galaxies, work with you, participate in new civilizations.
My glorious Master!
I love you!
Take me away from here!
I know him is my next-door neighbor, a popular loner.
I know him, he is a starseed reawakened from another world, Earthly language is to insufficient to explain the world he comes from.
I know him is a conduit between divine realms and the Earth, and he can transport between galaxies via meditation.
I know him. He lives between two worlds, the invisible and the visible, and always searching for home.
His soul carries him through space, time, and Stargates is here with us, but is there with others too.
His of other dimensions is here to help heal the planet and guide humanity .
He has zero to one or two friends as he is not part of the soul group (family) is only here to help.
He is extremely intelligent and, to the less evolved, seems as wacky to the normal, less evolved human.
He once told me he didn't like to be here. He doesn't like other humans that are less evolved, and he just wants to get out.
I know him. To him, materialistic wealth is only for kids. There is no self pride in wealth, he once told me.
His multidimensional thoughts make him see how all moments in time are happening now. Some people see him unearthly, too mysterious to comprehend.
He once told me he longs to be home. To him, Earth is a very low-vibrational planet, full of war, pollution, diseases, and corruption.
I know him. He is the Starseed.
By Chanda Katonga.
The Incurable Disease of Immensity
I got lost through you like an ant through galaxies of tears,
and your weeping waters deserts I never knew existed inside me,
for your eye is an ocean that drowns within its very salt,
and I am the happy shipwreck who no longer wants to be saved.
I caught you like a fever without knowing what it meant, no cure,
an incurable disease called immense, called you, called us,
and your silences are full of whispers like populated galaxies,
with stars that tangle facts and unstitch them into threads of light.
That essence born from nothing chose me senator at the congress of humor,
and your tear, a supersonic ant, now crosses through my eye,
a flicker-moment where the millennium contracts into a syllable,
and time becomes a drug dissolved in the serum of your nights.
I am addicted to your nights the way the sea depends upon the moon,
and evenings are warm puddles where I sink but never drown,
for you are the water that burns and the fire that quenches thirst,
the living paradox in which I lose myself to find myself complete.
Through glances we first met, through two or three entangled feelings,
and every moment spent with you is a millennium compressed in bone,
a succulent dram of present that I sip like sweetest poison,
and words become supersonic when I know how to whisper them to you.
Just like that, let's say, the shamelessness of getting lost through you is holy,
for my wretched veins all flow toward your heart as toward a center,
and I am the shadow that illuminates, I am the silence that screams,
I am the echo of a word the universe forgot it meant to speak.
I no longer ask the stars' permission to shine inside your eyes,
for I have learned that light is born from darknesses in love,
and the tear that floods your gaze is a blessed deluge,
in which swim words so unique they refuse to be kept silent.
To my moment of millennium I give genius, I give fuel made of soul,
and to your nights I offer my addiction like a gift wrapped up in veins,
for this incurable disease, this immensity without any borders,
is the only diagnosis I accept: I love you, I love you, I love you.
Heaven is compassion where kindness is real
reaping the soul and its treasures homeward to mind
no clever book needed to uncover truth and the seal
just complete wholeness and essence softly entwined
No war to end all wars no Faustian hellfire’s smouldering
Phoenix can rest in Peace and Icarus requires no wings
philosophy reigns over all terror of Armed Forces’ soldering
pure reason dances with feelings from no attached strings
Infinite waves assemble driftwood and sea shells
into a beach hut of shelter for poetry rhythm and rhyme
good witches dance in whacky trousers feathers and bells
soft sand with no hour glass chants soft wind’s quiet chime
No abused virgins waiting for taking in sexualized plight
nails from crosses removed with wounds healing not scarred
Karma has settled recycling contentment not righteous but right
enemies befriended instead of being torched feathered and tarred
Deep conversations in silent all-knowing stream
no apps no fake social media only one gentle source
a chorus of solitude in strong union of thriving esteem
a blossom one conscious river effecting one cause
Whirlpools' sweet currents and currant cinnamon flavour
white Nirvana abound blue flag beaches wild waterfalls tall
rainbows’ prisms harvesting moons whole galaxies to savour
a canopy of one giant fig tree of guidance for each and for all
26th August 2018
Inspired by the ladybugs.
On Friday evening, the ladybugs came en masse to visit me. “Ladybug Loveliness” is the collective term.
Beyond this ladybug loveliness received
By Michelle Morris
21/03/2026
The ladybugs came to me
In the silence of the twilight
As the sun was setting
They beckoned the moon to shine
To shine as a reminder for my soul
To keep shining and help the world
That lighthouse effect that I bring
Creates safety for every human being
The ladybugs, they brought abundance
In that gloaming before the dark
To remind me that it's always there
That power in my soul's spark
The infinity of all that is good
Within the atoms and the sparkles
Starlight and stardust within us
Starlight and stardust in the galaxies and marvels
The ladybugs, the bearers of good news
Named for the Virgin Mary's blessings
A symbol for flock and farmers
A reality of gifts from nature's essence
The ladybugs came to me
Yes, they came to me
I am honoured and blessed
Beyond this ladybug loveliness received
©? Michelle Morris, 2026
Symbolism:
Christian Symbolism: Some believe that the red color of ladybugs symbolizes the blood of Christ, and the black spots represent his wounds. Thus, the name "ladybug" would be a way to honor the Virgin Mary.
Agricultural Symbolism: Another theory suggests that the name "ladybug" originated from farmers' observations that these insects could help protect their crops from aphids. As they were associated with the Virgin Mary, who was seen as the protector of farmers, they were given the name "ladybugs."
Superstition: In some cultures, ladybugs are considered to be lucky or protective charms. This may have led to the name "ladybug" becoming associated with these insects.
“Thick Skinned – What it Feels Like for a Girl”
When you speak
it’s as if stars cascade
out of your mouth
galaxies you produce
musical incantations
that I listen religiously to
I watch your lips
form glistening cupids’ bows
they spread wide open
like the subtle legs
of a forgotten nun
whispering vesper wishes
before priestly sermons
and John Donne
your hushed and salient
remonstrations, you now
plant me in your
sentence,
no, that this should
never have occurred at all
we are irreverent
in our choices
forming new begottens
you usher from the
pulpit of your world
eloquent reasons
to justify wrong from right
right from wrong
as if your internal fortitude
consists within a
mirror universe
deep and soulful
it promises
more than heaven
those curves
and waivers
contracts we signed
some time ago
souls sunk in a
bad marriage
and hushed assurances
of ‘til death do us part weatherin’
kissing the skin
against my throat
the very place
my comeback is primed
to be launched, yours
deliver that kind of
loose compensation
lathered in snake oil
and a clear path
to redemption
that tie my hands
make me mute
I was launched long ago
from safe harbour,
now
off sure
to lay down all my
naked vicious antigens
I have grown in
the petri dish of my
muddy life to fight your
viral love
like diamonds
your words
they sharpen and glisten
cut through
the thick tempered
glass of me,
through the epidermis
of a close-packed woman
you laser your refined tongue
eyes viscerally undressing
you address the wide open
tableau of me, knowing
you adroitly twist your points
penetrating through
to the now
all too familiar
subcutaneous
safe base chakra of me
within a short space of time
I am sold
into
your chicanery
wanting little of the
life that was before
the unfortunate
taming of me
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"What it Feels Like for a Girl"/ Madonna , Paul Oakenfold (Remix)
https://youtu.be/tbtt0WTKqnQ
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/8-steps-that-explain-why-_b_9143360
http://www.hiddenhurt.co.uk/domestic_violence_poems_1.html#learned
https://songmeanings.com/songs/view/7940/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/What_It_Feels_Like_for_a_Girl
In the final moments of the cosmic rapture,
when the armada of flames subsided,
there stood the last defiance against Father Time.
A treacherous sea, beautiful and terrible as the dawn.
No solid surface, a ghost of the cosmos.
Internal pressure, yielding storms of diamonds.
A cold-hearted sentinel.
Restless, yet stubborn.
No sister planets,
no neighboring galaxies.
Only cruel immortality.
So, you have chosen to endure.
This eternal silence, this tomb of stardust and ash.
You shall suffer in silence.
What glorious purpose awaits you, O’ Neptune?
Insolent child, how dare you defy fate.
You should’ve let yourself fall quietly asleep.
Yet, in this forever blackness,
what poor, pitiful orbit do you take—
to justify this act of providence?
Rocket Man : Still flying
It’s cold as Hell up here in outer space.
I left the old me way behind.
It’s hard to see that there’s another way.
I always said that I wanted to fly.
But now I’m way up here, spinning out of control.
I need a safe space to reel me in, but I can’t grab a hold.
So I’m gonna fly even higher than I’ve ever been before.
I’m a rocket man who is swimming far away from the shore.
I never wanted to be a rocket man.
They just let me go alone, so I took the chance.
And I think I’m gonna find a way to be,
Got wings attached, no ejector seat
And I’m travelling faster than I ever should,
I’ve gone a million miles further than they said I could.
Left Mars behind, I think it’s been gone a year.
No turning back time now, the Earth’s not here.
A distant star that I can no longer see.
I’m drifting away and there’s no tractor beam.
I never wanted to be a rocket man.
They just let me go alone, so I took the chance.
Man on a mission, searching galaxies.
A lonely man in space alone.
I fly with shooting stars, they comfort me.
I guess we’re both a long, long way from home.
My destination is the universe.
A forward explorer from way away.
Forever searching for the perfect words,
But all I find is more stars in space.
I never wanted to be a rocket man…
(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Form:
We had a full moon last night. Time to manifest your Dreams.
Don't forget your Dreams are possible
By Michelle Morris
15/11/2024
The moon is full
See her watchful gaze
Filled with Light and awe
Love and Joy and Grace
To remind you of your own
Your Light and Magic eternal
Your special gifts inside
That are uniquely yours to learn
So remember to look up
And know you're not alone
Notice her Heavenly beauty
To remind you of your own
You're in a vast, expanding Universe
Surrounded by blessings and support
Angels and Heavenly beings
That remind you that you're awesome
Stars and Planets and Galaxies
Hope and Faith and Miracles
There's a time and place for everything
So don't forget your Dreams are possible
And when the Moon is full
She's reflecting her best Light
She's a beacon for us humans
To never forget our Souls might
© Michelle Morris, 2024
Roses may lay a Beautiful bed down d valley while the morning star adore the little island. I've a friend that is more beautiful, and she makes my life wonderful.
The Barbados may line its pride across the garden city and hibiscus climbing the high walls of the Virginia. Still I've a friend that worships me and makes me feel like a god.
Lilies may assemble and decorate the river banks and tongues speak of their glories. Yet my friend paints my life and makes it colourful and adorable.
Trees may grow into the skies and the Birds may soar into the clouds. I've a friend that reaches unto the deepest of my heart and seats like a queen that she is.
Beasts of the forest may display the strength in their veins and muscles, my strength lies in my ability to hold on and defend my passion for her.
The wolves may howl and the oceans display its enormous violence. The warmth of her presence ll calm my nerves till I'm engulfed therein.
The sun may dictate in the day and the moon rule the nite with the legions of its galaxies.
But only one person leads and lives in my bosom.
In every special way. You're special. In every unique way, u are unique. Valued than diamonds, costlier than gold, cherished than Rubies. Adorable and matchless, exceptional and invaluable.
Wish I av the best word in this world to describe u dear.
Wishing you a beautiful day.
May your smile last beyond the dusk.