the crowds of the universe start screaming

metaception of transversing to a better place through the ever beyond.

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Birds fly back

From answers of why

Alethias teachings

Of a higher sky

The synchrony of siren

And angels above

Sent in signs

A butterfly a dove.

The truth lies within us

And gaia around

And cosmoses

All the meaning for be found

The romance within resonance

From the ever expanding mind

Shape of golden ratios

Colours of green pasture and the auric nebulae

The sounds of our synthesis in omnichord symphony, the cleft of cosmoses composing our alignments this time all on synchrony, all coming together as one, one of these days

The texture of rain of the pastures

The dew upon the longing rose of  pink purple and blue

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Sirensong

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The Reasons Why

I can't remember, but here I am with the reasons buried deep within me as for why I can not escape my suffering and heartbreak. The reason it seemed like I stopped caring wasn't because I did. It was that things got too much for me, and I atill to this day get wrapped up within their deceit and combustion. I care too much for nothing good to happen. Lord don't give me steam. Lord don't let me run out of steam.

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A windstorm, a streetlight, a hospital, a room, a house, a friends place, the woods, a field, a feeling, a connection, a crystal, a sunray, a smudge stick, a personality discovered, a group, a friend, a blunt, a game, a song, a sunrise, a sunset, the sea, an intoxication, a city, a town, a bed, a car ride, a book, a lover, a kiss, a recluse, an introspection, a page written. An intuition, a vision, a dream, a poem, a thought, a masterpiece, an era, a cigarette, small bottles of red wine, a playlist, a movie, a transcendence, a wish, a birthday, a season, the colours, a party, a hurt, a tragedy, the beauty, the pain, the life, and the death and in between. A memory, a flashback, a trauma, the art, the science, the spirit and souls. A fragment, a fractal, a synthesis of inviduals, the collective, the society, the earth, nations united, and the cosmos all within a utopian mindset blooming. The growth, the setback, the lost years, in finding myself. Flashbacks of my 20s in moments.

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Celeste's sirius star

How bright you shine from her interstellar iris

down into to gaian green jeweled pastures

and it's beautiful leaves like mine

The heart the medicine of all that is

Just beeing

They sparkling in the sun in metallic colours

It carries our roots, our cerebral arbor vitae, our tree of life, our sacred ancient breath of branch wisdom.

They carry our signatures within the wholeness of our enfoldments akashic and information. Our biological imprints of mind, for one day we will enter gaia bh1 event adventure nature tunnel through its green celestial wreaths of flora and clover.

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Gleaming gold of a lifetime, so as much as the ball. twinkling and sparkling air fall that fell at the palms of her hand when she imagined how this was when revisiting the boat that she longed to be old and cold on, within the sea. To the core of her heart since roots existed, an imperishable everlong everlasting deep sense of her family belonging to her. And within place and time, a raw streams beneath her heels that got into her shoes, dreaming of the possibility of each wave, putting her in a super position to awaken eternally She was saying goodbye to all her grief and longing. Celeste walked up the old fashioned brick layed stairs then through the door and left like a memory an eternal energy signature where time can transcend again and again in the moments that are infinite. A return to each visit of the heart of all. In vision, memory, and the golden ball.

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The cosmic stadium of humankind

Roars and therefore silence no more

For everyone's snuffed out voice is now heard in omnichord

A universal organ of origin

The keys of light of all hearts beaming in a song that's for all each and every person, a resonance weave, a part put together in different ways, in a unified signature

In tears of origin who's light is like falling back into the qualia of the meta inception womb of your favourite childhood light essences since crecept symphony - signing I got life by nina simone. A trip better than any drug you could ever take.

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The gold that shines through the cracks and that candle lights upon the leaf

Her lumineer seasonal sunray gold purity reflected prismatic reflections on her hair

Orange and brown fell down beside her in crispy wavers

Her midi heeled autumn boots crunched the branch on the grounds

And the pause between heartbeats of her synchrony meets two beings somewhere out there, connected in essence

Where it brings us to meetings of what is seen to what is felt.

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To my sister

Cosm C

The folklore and evermore siter albums, being the music of our origin -- made to be. And the sky opens up, a standstill epiphany that we had the chance to be a lot closer.

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"It's been a long day, I'm absolutely aching, to lie down next to my girl, and tell her all about it"

-ball park music ❤️‍🩹

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What a kind awakening, to think that all the ruthlessness had died, as the communists gave it up to revere what was behind.

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In a utopian sky I witnessed

The olours of purple and gold

The idealistic age is now upon us

Like plato and more foretold

A boarderless and classless society

Realists finally proven wrong

The visions of dreamers

Who told us all along

The kingdom of ends

Not ends to a meaning

In tears of euphoria

The crowds of the universe start screaming

This final state of humanity

With freedom and peace

The end of history

Now deceased

- 2025

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Idea - movie clips and instrumentals

With voice over poems read out

Edited by ai

Epiphany golden ball

Personal philosophy

What app did taylor make lyric video background. This is not copying.

Folklore and evermore only, her best

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The qualium of the law of one across all fields

Metaverse of consciousness

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Pace of ladybird.

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Independence day 2025, the morning of rainbow rays and the birds vitally alive. The date added up to one. Symbolising the law of one, independent, the quest had begun. Compartments of a communication to comply all of the different parts of the order in the motions that they work in, in one whole universe, and to embody in their beings the peace of it's piece and it's panpsychic associons dissolving the boundaries and it's notions

The deputy head who's name was imogene who those close to her called her imi she was transported to bloom a universal tree of life that's evergreen. To come back to the truths of compassion and how we're all one to love all those we ca before were gone. She entered the premises with a promise in her heart, soul, spirit to her students, aand that was to find the nature of these cosmos entailing in entanglement stripped back to the first awakening. God is love, love is the meaning, crecept - the creation of perception came from cryptic meaning to be discovered and it was always supposed to come naturally. To know the horizons and percieve them as they are, not to move but to see them through a new lens, this is the nature of discovery. Ask the horizons of the sky, see the meaning in the beauty of its serena, celeste will guide you, all the way to the event horizon and she knew that the most important thing was to get everyone out of the depths of hell and the mistruth of it all, not leaving a single person behind. From gaian nature to the nature tunnel. That will flash before all eyes, in the time between. Time is ever moving.

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Trunks ever evolving maturing that grew from mist and memory, since the very first generational root. Emerging with their own frequency and resonance — met perfectly with our own.

Their bark glows silver‑auric to the eye; when stepped on, it crunches under winter boots and trusty old sneakers.

In the dewy early morning, their very crisp breath brings relief. Placing one hand on a tree and one over her heart, she vowed to love him until death do them part.

These are the trees that drank starlight, nourished at the root by sunrays that embrace their families — their woven branches.

Lillian felt connected to the memories of transception, and its relevance to every higher cerebral vortex, in a brief flash of transcendental meditation, in silent thought — just knowing, just understanding, just perceiving.

She stepped out from among the trees, and her heart and all her surroundings glowed and beamed with higher perspective.

Synthesising the sound of the silver wood’s bright cry, she thought: I want to love all people — everyone I should.

She would carry this higher truth forward, to lift people’s minds out of the lows and up into the above.

To absorb only good, and emit light for the trees that keep singing to us — leaving their imprint deep in nature, entangling their subjective time and order within their very signature.

They commune with all who pass, and with their own most special kind.

They take their shape from meaning — rooted in the quiet hope that they cannot be taken, and cannot be cut down.