Shiozaki55

All we really are is Vibration. Are you going to choose High or Low? Light or Dark, Love not fear. The flow goes in opposite directions, collecting rust like a gift that lost trust. So I lust for the one that has decayed, To heal with helping hands that understand demands. Before we entered this land we all had a plan. Some learned to Question the man. Plotting it out like a map. But the story is a trap. Mankind was made of love once. But along the way this force so great decided to escape. It drained just to be felt. Sucking in sunsets that shattered. This disaster caused laughter with a permanent press against lips. I taste her space then hesistate, is this the face that relates to fate? I forget to breathe when i see tragedies. How did the outcome become a mystery as history has its own habbits. We adapt and then find the magic only exists in your own mind. So you find time to share and realize with care when someone stares. Open to the ends. Learn to bend backwards before you break! Only you can change mistakes. Have the strength to show when your weak. Develop a belief in something you can perceive. Just like winning a lottery, you no longer bleed with greed. But the real truth is in poverty. These people know the rich don't exist. The money milker making millions, and not sharing a dime with the one thats dying. A guess some people are stranger than danger. They like to indulge but never unfold like a billfold that is full of fortunes untold. Gold was great when the gods bought it. They painted clouds in the sky, and made stars shoot in the night. So why fight with your fears. Tears pour down from the sky, even the heavens cry. Believe in something greater than yourself. It may change your health. In my reality, this is true wealth.