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Naykd Poet, 26 grudnia 2011
Ether, source to mind-wave energy, conscripted within it, frequency wave cycles that ebb and flow to the optimum degree of resonance and amplitude, to mingle and weave without imposed resistance, traversing the cosmic quantum spiral toward ineffable beginning without end to compose by the mind’s eye, (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 30 grudnia 2011
Anticipating the ugliness of the apparent prognosis for the coming year 2012, long perceived to be filled with `life-changing’ events for most in the world and, given the situation of conflict and chaos that presides in most places in the world as 2011 draws to a close, that prophesied has a likely (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 31 grudnia 2011
The seed planted, grows, flowers, withers and dies; its joy of beauty brought to the living eye, needless to its purpose or reason to decry, for it is the nature of Being, that it is most alive.
Given to this planet on which it is birthed so that others not unlike it, is given their worth; that knowing (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 31 grudnia 2011
Aimless, I linger, afloat in this shapeless void, a rudderless ship in the vast expanse of nothing;consuming time in exchange for knowledge’s understanding to render distinction of purpose and direction to regain ambition’s energy as reward to its expenditure or, to be forever lost.
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Naykd Poet, 1 stycznia 2012
Invisible are the intangible senses but one; that which emotes from the beating heart, cascading outward as ethereal energy, enriched and charged, a source to enliven and foster within another yearning soul, a spark of unknown wonderment, inducing a welling tide of goodness, replenishing to overflowing (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 12 stycznia 2012
I met a young man, he was hitch-hiking, cold, begging for a ride, so I stopped, he got in, his story instantly told, he could not easily hide, a life of hardship, though I did’t know why, until he told me, as the miles slipped by, of a life that would make me, a grown man, want to cry, but in his eyes (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 29 stycznia 2012
The billowing clouds of brown stained blackness froths at the throat of people’s greed and need to scour into the bowels of eons making for purposes unresolved to truly knowing beyond that of existence itself seeded by energies unknown for reason of limited want to understand the unwritten though perceptible (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 21 kwietnia 2012
Subconsciously challenged to encode a revived spirit energy; an awakened paradigm to Presence that lay dormant within the original cellular construct to this living entity awaiting the catalytic infusion of time garnered mystical enlightenment to inspire a reality manifestation concretely and significantly (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 26 kwietnia 2012
God Spirit Consciousness:a manifestation of Mind born to this cellular, material dimension by the seeding of a Soul-energy, the gift to conception, giving birth to a life-journey whose path is to gain full realization: an Awakening; not given but found by those whom, by catalyst of intuition, come to (... więcej)
Naykd Poet, 29 stycznia 2012
The battle of words to garner wanted perception to the all too real anger and resentment that increasingly rages on the main-streets of major urban centers of western nations reflective of conflict fueled by layers of discontent expressed outwardly only to be confronted by brigades of armored, militant (... więcej)
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