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Someone near and dear to me helped kindle my courage to bring WCH to the world. Sometimes, I'd much rather keep cozy and content in my unknown hobbit hole. However, in sharing my works, I hope they inspire and remind you that it is through a full and rich range of experiences that we reach our soul's potential and live a life full of love.

With love, Matt

Why Did I Create WCH?


Someone recently asked me; "Why should I work with you as a coach?" because I was younger than they were.

I sat for a moment, watched the golden light spark in the clitter-clacking black beyond the train carriage we shared and wondered whether they were going where I was.

"What type of person do you usually work with?", I asked.

They went to retort but quickly caught themselves in speechless quandary. Their eyes invited me to continue.

"We all have our own experiences of life, wisdom, insights, stories and unique areas of expertise. I would love to know yours..."

We proceeded to chat for an hour about life & love, of things which were old to us as well as some things which were new.

I've added this page to give you a short feel for who I am, what the purpose of What Conspires Here is, and why my coaching / consulting may resonate with you since WCH is a culmination of the events and experiences which are the story of my life.

With love,

Matt


My story for creating WCH muchly began is 2017. Although I didn't know it at the time, I'd burnt out. I was in my second year of university and with the death of my nan, my capacity for being there for people had run out. My capacity for being there for myself had run out. I had always been one to help where I saw pain; to lighten the load and take the burden which others were being weighed down by. I was a natural healer by some sense of the term, but I was immature. I had no training. I had no tools or mechanisms for transmuting pain. For whatever reason, people just offloaded on me. Maybe I gave an air of wisdom? Maybe it's because I asked meaningful questions and was willing to listen? Or maybe, I was simply in the line of fire? Whatever the reason, I instinctively listened and gave council with whatever words came to the tip of my tongue from the void of knowing things which I had no rational right to know. People always left my company feeling lighter. Each time, I left a little heavier. Until one day - a day just like all the others which bares no specific memory - all I felt was a heavy ache for existing. At some point, this ache had become normal. I was aware enough to know I wasn't ok but not mature enough to know I didn't have to feel this way. I wasn't wise enough to know that this feeling, this core state of being, wouldn't change on it's own. I wanted to run. I wanted to be free. I wanted to live. I naively thought "who is a therapist to tell me who I am or the nature of reality? They're just as human as I am, I'll figure this out myself." And there's a truth to that. A good therapist or coach will never tell you who you are or what to believe. They will guide and inquire with genuine interest and intention. Life is for you to experience and discern the truth of.

In light of this, my experiences and truth of my story would take far too much time for here and now. In the context of why I created WCH, I attained my BSc (Hons) in Marine Biology & Coastal Ecology at the university of Plymouth in 2019. Prior to and alongside my university studies, I also engaged in 5 years of British Army Officer Training. For many reasons, I was never actually interested in joining the military. Rather, my interest was in learning about leadership from the pinnacle and most prestige leadership development academy in the world - The Royal Military Academy Sandhurst. During this time, I began working (and continue to work) as an associate consultant with The Inspirational Development Group who are the only private organisation to work with the Sandhurst Academy.

Ecology and Leadership may seem to have no common thread however, they are deeply akin when viewing reality in terms of interactions rather than subjects and objects, or success and failure. Ecology being the interactions between organisms and their environment, and Leadership being the interactions between individuals, both inspire a deep experiential knowledge of the nature of reality and the nature of man. I this instance, leadership being a extolment and embodiment of the highest qualities of the nature of man. This is more than philosophy as Leadership requires direct experience to apprehend and embody. Still, you are reading words which are but whimsical second-hand weapons one might use to barrage the fantastical fortifications of the mind. The point is, there is an artful science to developing the quality of one's consciousness and the value of doing so extends far beyond words or a dollar value.

During my final year of university, I realised this and decided to help people; to help people be the best version of themselves; to help them remember who they are; to find peace and access flow; to be abundant and thrive; to be free; to live. I set out to re-study.

Unbeknownst to me at the time, I was at the beginning of my spiritual emergency which would go on to last around 4 years. It lasted so long because I was alone in my journey for much of that time. It felt like no-one around me truly understood what I was waking up to. Things including but not limited to:

Spiritual emergency, out-of-body experiences, precognition, perspective shifting, inner-child and shadow work, intuitive knowing, déjà vu, consciousness development, observing the ethereal, paradox, epiphany, mindfulness, astral projection, synchronicity, self-actualisation, inception, open awareness, narcissists & empaths, shamans & psychologists, history & economics, modern philosophy, ancient technology, behaviour change, cognitive dissonance, magic, science, quantum reality, esoteric practice, ecology, consciousness and love. Above all, love.

This period of learning led to an appreciation that no 'one' framework or philosophy will be the only one. Instead, each provide an alternate way of communicating the ineffable and create opportunities to connect with people differently. Moreover, once I'd connected with others who understood my process, I truly began to be able to help others in a deep and meaningful way.

Over this period, I also worked in C-level recruitment for big tech, attained counselling skills certifications, team-leading certifications and began my Transpersonal Psychology Coaching certification.

Coming back to one's quality of consciousness, what is involved in raising the quality of one's consciousness?

Individuation, actualisation, open-awareness, awareness of one's own awareness, conscientiousness of one's own thoughts and feelings, awareness of one's inner world, and the frameworks to manage one's inner world (amongst other things).

Why does raising one's quality of consciousness matter?

Greater ease, flow and contentment in life, increased empathy, raised quality of life, less burnout, reduced tunnel vision, greater nature-connectedness (expanded ecological mindset), more integration into community, more expansive and creative mindsets etc.

This isn't something that can be intellectualised. You can't read about it in a book or have someone simply tell you about it. An intellectual grasp of these things misses the point. The point is to embody them.

How can one learn to embody these tenets of a greater quality of consciousness?

Through lived experiences. And these experiences can be facilitated for by those trained and experienced to do so.

So today, I work as a Transpersonal Psychology Coach, Transpersonal Leadership Business Consultant and Integration Facilitator.

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POETRY

It is.


It is.

Is it love, forever lasting?-
Is it fear, too slowly passing?-
Is it pain, providing contrast?-
Is it hope, future dreams of the past?-

Is it the light, teasing your retina?-
Is it a path, laid out ahead of ya?-
Is it free speech, to both protest and cuss?-
Is it a faith, that resides within all of us?-

Is it being kind, without witness or reward?-
Is it willpower, which our dreams are aimed towards?-
Is it our morals, judgement intrinsic to you?-
Is it our courage, the one incorruptible virtue?-

Is it integrity, never faltering in oneself?-
Is it like leadership, first serving others before self?-
Is it isolation, the most lonely seem to hear it?-
It is camaraderie, embodying universal spirit?-

Is it the almighty, my fate scripted to the letter?-
Is it self-control, discipline to do better?-
Is it the mind, both conscious and alive?-
Or is it all me, just questioning life?-

I'll Tell You Tell Me


I’ll Tell You Tell Me

I'm taught one thing,
Yet think another-
I'm told one thing,
Yet hear another-
I'm shown one thing,
Yet see another-
I'm given one thing-
Yet feel another-
What's true? What's false?-
Something new? Or just a pulse?-
Real truths lie unseen-
Imagine is all I can deem-
So I do one thing,
Yet they see another-
I say one thing,
Yet they hear another-
I explain one thing,
Yet they understand another-
I be one thing,
Yet am perceived as another-
Who do you imagine I am or you are?-
Imagine how you're viewed from afar-
What it means to know me-
Who people imagine I be-
As they expect one thing,
Yet hope for another-
They chase one thing,
Yet follow another-
They learn one thing,
Yet believe another-
They be one thing,
Yet are another-
So who is me?-
I just imagine-
When who are you?-
I imagine too-

Now Whow


Now Whow

Whow.
Life.
How?
Why?
What's going on?
Tick To(ck)n Tick To(ck)n Tick To(ck)n Tick To(ck)n Tick Tockin' on;
Time?
No. Too simple, too simple, life's anything but:
Humanity, wisdom, kindness, love, titties, dick, ass fuckkk fuck fuck;
Fuck.
That's what we do, and do, and do, and do; and you?
[Tick]
It's true.
Time for somethin' new?
It's true.
But how do new?
No know how to do new.
Who knew no see no do if you no know how to do new you misconstrue.
Imagine!
[Tock]
Don't be humble and bumble; you'll be fumblin', jumblin', mumblin' n' stumblen' tumble into a grumble n' crumble,
Imagine!
[Tick]
How do new?
How an anagram is who.
Who?!
Who do new?!
Confuse you?
It shouldn't do.
Why.
Not how.
Why makes how,
You see now?
[Tock]
No?
The Who.
[Tick]
Why'synonymouos with how;
And they can't be answered right now.
They're personal to faith, humanity, wisdom, kindness, love // titt//ass fuckfuckk! NO!
Hello.
[Tock]
Faith, I see.
Faith from withinside me.
So if Who is You.
[Tick]
And if 'Who do new';
You is the Who to do the new.
Only You.
The only thing that's true is You.
[Tock]
So what's left now?
Now.
[Tick]
Fait accompli.
See?
Of course not..
..[Tock]
Time!-
(It's about time)
It's about Time.
[Tick]
Who's time?
You's time.
[Tock]
Now. [Tick]
Now. [Tock]
Now. [Tick]
Focus now;
[Tock]
A little bit of why, a little bit of how,
A whole lot of who; you're learnin', Whow.
Past is behind; moments turned history.
Future to decide; a perpetual mystery.
Now: Pay attention inside.
Now: Heart, soul & mind.
Now: Presently alive.
There is but one real moment,
Yet it's infinite too.
So if You understand what I meant.
Who is it to be You.
It's not gallimaufry, more like intension.
The only real moment is Now;
Time to pay attention.
In each moment; Whow.

Unique Reality


Unique Reality

I'm surrounded by minds-
Time to be lit-
They're none of my kind-
Watch as I sit-
Empty words they sound blind-
When will it hit-
Always intrigued what I'll find-
Chewed more than I bit-

Expending their issues before they all go-
Their actions & thoughts now also my low-
Negative energy striking recurring blows-
Not sure how, but I believe that I'll grow-
Patience, learning, the process is slow-
But then I figured that all out ages ago-
To be true to myself and go with life's flow-
I'm still the most rational person I know-
Although I'm mindful I know that's a show-

Ever dreaming to escape bipolar heads-
Waking devastation surroundin' my bed-
Broken thought split scattered and shed-
The dreams all lied about where they led-
Lay dead in my dread the signs read how I fled as I sped never said how I bled haze of red thoughts I bred ones I fed else I'd've pled words unsaid love you misread followed fate instead I ploughed on ahead saw where to tread see'd the sewn to thread new moments to dredge which feel like lead bein' a criminal wanted on 'til either love is shred or wings are spread-

Unique I am, but k(no)w I'm not special-
I'm nobody, it's my favourite thing to do-
Everything so far? If that was an intro-
Imagine what'll be the rest of the show-
When my now is all that I own-
Time won't slow so I gotta know-
Is there not somehow-
I can share my now-
With just you-
Maybe, too-

'Til then where am I s'posed to keep my attention?-
Enlighten myself n' harbringer ascension?-
Chewed more than I bit-
I'm already on that vibe, didn't I mention?-
But this innate feeling wasn't an intention-
When will it hit-
Blessed & depressed in symbiotic tension-
Focussed fetishising objective intension-
Watch as I sit-
The perpetual present the soule focal dimension-
A hyperreality of my own comprehension-
Time to be lit-

Two Worlds, One Species.


Two Worlds. One Species.

Planet Earth has now failed, a big joke and we know it-
But the reason is vailed, I'm afraid I can't show it-

How can reality lie? I don't understand you-
Society holds secrets; it's never clear what is true-

War: the faith of our time, brings enduring oppression-
Illusions and paradigms, fear ensures our repression-

But I'm smart; I figure things out n' ask questions like "Why?"-
Life's not a riddle to solve. Just look for the signs-

Emotions like a matrix, taken in through time in space-
Past and future don't exist; only 'The Now' at life's pace-

The truth & the mind; the mysteries are exceptional-
Yet wholly bound to the physical, emotional and intellectual?-

Then to uncover the truth surely one(s) self is the key-
To wake up and realise; To open your eyes and see-

Two Worlds. One Species-

Trial by Water


Trial by Water

The depthless lake
The lover falls in-
The plunging heartache

Trial by Fire


Trial by Fire

Smoke soars alight
The lover draggin'-
*Rawr* never been higher

Trial by Earth


Trial by Earth

The curve and the glow
The lover vergin'-
The feeling of home

Trial by Air


Trial by Air

The invisible dance
The lover pausin'-
The breathless advance

Trial


Trial

A Human being
The nature of man-
A'point and shoot; Fin

A Lifetime / Haunted (Solstice Change)


A Lifetime / Haunted (Solstice Change)

Sharing a scene.
Living the dream.
You’re looking at me.
A pause, heart, skip, beat.
Toes curled.
My soul unfurled.
A moment in time.
You hymn a prayer most divine;
“I love you, I’m in for it all; People worth keeping keep people worth keeping. I’ll always be here”.
Oh, so raw your truth.
But am I worthy?
Myself-doubt assures me.
You really want to share your journey with me?
If the sky would stay blue..
‘Cause love I’m still learning.
You know I’m unhealed;
Gestalt not full formed.
Does that break the deal?
Through darkness ‘fore dawn;
When I fault and fall;
When the demons, the darkness, the shades ambuscade;
When I lose my way and am blind to mistakes;
CNS possessed as part of the growth;
Through coming to know the things that I don’t.
Will you run? Will you stay?
Do you mean what you say, When you say ‘I love you’?...
Words stuck sttammerred to my teeth.
“Honey”, I said,
If you ever feel I haven’t been treating you right,
Don’t notice the silent blight,
Don’t see the red slip deep midnight,
Absent as you weep of hiraeth willows,
Disrespect you in your strife with your woes,
Or seem tone-deaf to abstracted screams,
Start to lose you, I mean..
You slap me in the face,
You shake me hard.
Shirk-me-to-the-dirt-to-where-I-once-learned-that-dreams-turn-reality-circling-n-hurtling-to-a-void-the-uncertainty-of-what’s-eternally-meant-to-be.
I’ve lost myself!
Wake me up!
Pull me tight!
How many daze?
My human plight;
Overwhelmed by a self-centred intension.
But baby girl, you’re my only intention.
Mistakes are due,
My endless fight,
It’s not with you,
You are my light,
I grow with you.
Jus, support the truth that is your life,
And too call out on what’s not right.
These rhymes, all in my mind..
Out of time..
I stunt.
Then do abide,
“I love you too, more than words can describe”.
Swept assure eye to eye,
Two minds aligned.
One destiny; priority in synergy.
Golden green sparks swell aquamarine.
The light, the dark and the unknown in we.
The wonder and the wit in the unspoken chi...
..The pause draws on.
The play goes on.
You wanna fuck?
You wanna fight?
Wonderluck,
Big eyes,
Bitten lip,
Dippin’ thighs,
Come n sit,
Where’s that smile?
Let’s hear your fears.
What’s got you down?
I see you dear.
I hear you now.
You’ve lost your loud.
Can you hear the change?
What’s on? What’s off?
You seem like you’re somewhere where you’re not.
No words, best not.
Safe hugs. Warms mugs.
Seijaku ease.
Your everything to me;
That radiant dark.
You’re everything to me;
Savant of the heart;
Wants what it wants.
Carte Blanche.
One chance.
One dance.
A lifetime to last.
Built in lives we want to be a part of.
Bonnie-Clyde side by side whippin' horses;
Notorious;
And it’s all in my mind of course;
Black Beauty and the Unicorn.
Psalms set; toes curled;
Oh no. Take it slow.
‘Cause with you I’m in Heaven;
With you I feel home.
Unlike anything I’ve ever known.
Twinflame destiny;
Is that what you mean?
That you love me, as I love you?
Why more when less words do trick,
That day I did admit,
“I love you, I’m in for it all; I’ll always be here”.

A Perfect Dream


A Perfect Dream

You cannot forget that which is seen-
You cannot forget that which you dream-
The heart holds on and keeps the mind keen-
A stray tear reminds me of all I have gleaned-
Love rides wild through the night; an unfaltering queen-
Tireless, unstoppable, undaunted, esteemed-
Beseeching daily thoughts with no hope of what's been-
Such a perfect, twirling, swirling reality now seems obscene-
As her looks could start a war, yet seem to've been advened-
For it is her self which is gorgeous; heart, mind, soul all akin-
Imbuing kindness all around; her aura perpetually agleam-
Though don't f**k 'r over; unquestionably herself she's no need to be mean-
Pure essence of life dictates her absolute being-
Deserving not a heartbeat less than True love ever foreseen-
Leaving an eternal smouldering behemoth self-burdended by me-
As she's races through life n' stayed on track to her Valentin-
So with memories so warm, which is worse then I ween?-
To know what you dream, but never live it to be seen-
Or, when that which you dream, is that which has been-
Now lost, her name was..-

Dream Girl..


Dream Girl..

Deja vu there's you laughing n' twisting your twirl;
Inceptin' my mind like it isn't a crime-
With a wide eyed smile n' wild hair whippin'-
You know what you're doing's unholy divine-
Girl,
That's why we be tip toe trap trippin' n' dance floor dive dippin'-
As we grip n' grind n' slip n' slide you spin that sexy ass more-
Lettin' me thrust n' throw you like we're the only two here-
Y'already know that this night is just a premier-
For the ding ding ding winner winner let's leave here together-
'Cause I've been in a bad way babe-
But with you; well, what can I say-
Our love transcends to a time and space where I can-
Hug n' squeeze you-
Kiss n' tease you-
Give in the long nights-
Live for the good times-
N' let the rest go to let you in n' find love in the little things-
Like silly wits gigglin'-
Side tickle wrigglin'-
Golden sparks flickerin'-
God body quiverin'-
'Til I dimple that smile 'cause I'm just a big child who lives life in the wild without past denial present moments worthwhile living loud as memories compile-

<into a dream, into a dream, into a dream, into a dream>

I'm talkin' woke shit-
Elope shit-
Give a kid some hope shit-
Never gunnu leave n' be an ex'finale'nope'bitch-
So Mac-Dang!-it we're not rushin' with love-
If you were an archive there of, you'd be read 'til you're blushin';
See I ain't care 'bout age, hence you're the bomb, barding my world with the grace of a teardrop;
Lucid for the truths that we talk and swap, keeping the dream alive until we're caught-
So it's ok G, be yourself around me-
Take time to commune this n' we could turn the old cold warm in spite'a the party thinkin' we're obscene acting out life like it's our silver screen-
With you in that little red dress adornin' my rose tinted specs-
See it's your world in gest; I'm just a fairytale fool at best-
So when I wake to this dream will you leave my heart in the mourning?-
Or leave me feeling second best;
A second option acquiesced-
Despite every mistaken stupid misstep-
To figure out how to be myself possessed-
And manifest, oh, a life so blessed-
As I learned 'bout nothing that I needed to change-
Despite feeling one step behind and far too afraid-
Somehow you caught my crown tumblin' down a liminal frown n' said "boy don't be trippin, ain't nothin' missing, don't forget I'm your friend; I'll be here 'til the end"-
And now I wouldn't change a damn thing-
I might have now been a whole different me from the quirk flirtin' plaid shirtin' heal hurtin' wyrd person you know you make me a better me;
I hope for you that's who I can be;
That this is how you remember me-
Doing anything just to see another smile-
Even if it means one more on the spot lie-
So c'mon girl,
Raise that chin,
Let's spark up those thighs,
Now give us a twirl,
God look at those eyes,
If you need me just grin,
Or dance 'til you cry,
You know where to find me,
Dream Girl-

..ViOLITION..


..ViOLITION..

History or mystery?-
Wonder what will be?-
Then beware-
The crazy calm red eyed stare-
The change that's invisible-
The rage that's invincible-
The mind among the physical-
The feeling's incomprehensible-
Thanks to my crazy bright gas up light-
That led me on to found a crowned future where the new man looks like me-
Is that right?-
Which is worse?-
To understand a thing you can't impart or to verse a thing you just don't grasp?-
If you don't follow what I'm sayin' what's the point in it anyway
wasn't our little bit of happy a whole lotta fun 'til runner boy run run run
dumb dumb dumb won won wondering was he born to be a cross breed loss lead hot tease-

[Oh my]

Sorry, enough tautology-
This isn't sociology-
More of a babble oncology-
Without the pharmacology-
Don't need drugs to play ontology-
Or show you it's all ecology-
But the feds wanna collar me for leading us to Babylon now follow me-
Just kidding, I'm an angel honestly-
But one thing you gotta promise me-
If you wanna keep breathing then best listen clearly and better believe it's all real;
the schemers n' schemas,
the heathens n' healers,
the demons n'dreamers,
the synergy teachers,
the energy be'ers,
ah yeh cheers *coughs**sniffs*
.. where were wer we?-

[dear reader]

Oh yeh! The contagious scare!-
Here's a premonition; it's going nowhere-
The prohibition; don't break charatear-
Even when they think you have-
Even when you think you can;
Fool a monkey brain with a little bit'a Baba Yaga theatre-
Like a clandestine believer-
Does this little rhyme scheme please ya?-
But wait dear reader, it only gets weirder-
See what I did these past few years-
Nah not the 9-5 part time dreamer-
The tatted up noting down what I believe what I see what I did these past few years-
Got me out the money cycle apartheid-
Kinda like a foresight slight of mind-
Like I'm Professor Facetious but more blunt but still sharp oh how do I say this-
Nothing ever would be as it seems-
It's the social paths that are paving the dream-
So when things seem to have no real reason find patterns-
Everything that is Human has meaning and matters-

[It's this simple.]

And as it happens there's only one thing left to do;
Do you trust me?-
To take on this world in all its absurdity-
Or at least all its burdens (hehe)-
Since they don't weigh a thing-
They're all imaginary-
Like 'Once upon a time'-
And 'Happily ever after'-
God know's what's divine-
And determined thereafter-
All I know is-
What will be-

..In Between The Li'es


.. In Between The Li’es 

This life's not so straight forward it's a world of discord just being a thought who hopes you adore this wishing well tale of the bebop blue girl with a dragon tattoo- 

But believe it or not, sometimes what you believe you believe isn't what you believe when you spend too long playing make believe-
Believe-
Believin' in a moment between a memory and a dream-
A dream-
Ah dreaming of charades how would I not feel a bit deceived-
Deceived-
Deceived by an inter-web of masquerades that's how it seems-
It seems-
It seems despite what you hid from, what you did for, what you went n' did to me-
To me-
To me that’s what you do as a child and I'm now fed up of the sugar coated lies that left me a type-you dialectic-
A self contagious epistemic-
A causation that's not correlative-
As you realised you can pick a personality n' 'bey more than one real-
Resist normality and play more than one field-
Like the voodoo you used in love and war-
Magic, that is, beyond your thoughts-
So you do you but beware the mundane thrill that'll never fulfil-

A life's that's not so straight forward in a world of discord just being a thought who hopes you adore this wishing well tale of the bebop blue girl with a dragon tattoo-

Who's working the streets trying to live in the light-
The light-
The light that shines and masks the darkest of nights-
The nights-
The nights out dancing pretending you're alright-
Alright-
Alright you're bound to cast some shadows moving smiling shining bright-
So bright-
So bright n' chic despite a heartache nigh survived-
You know there’s intelligence of different kinds-
Now you say I'm not being fair-
I say it takes one to know one-
You say I gotta behave-
I say that's insane chatting annonsense to no one that's theire mistaken translation-
So laugh and cheers to the life that you live-
And vibe through life like a formless dream-
Since you never quite know how someone is feeling-
They might be splinted, repeatin' n hard to believe in-
They might be splinted, repeatin' n hard to believe in-
Unconditional kindness is never not needed-
Little kind actions are big passive healing-

In a life that's not so straight forward it's a world of discord just being a thought who hopes you adore this wishing well tale of the bebop blue girl with a dragon tattoo-

So maybe it was done accidentally?-
Maybe for the sake of me?-
To be for the best of me?-
Maybe to get rid of me?-
To see the end and death of me?-
A self-fulfilling prophecy?-
Deliverance or destiny?-
Uh, testing me-
Everything's as it's meant to be-
Who am I talking ‘bout? Truthfully-
Two and the same; it's hypocrisee-
Karma can't exist without it you see-
Like a therapist preaching forget n' forgive n' you won't be so angry underneath,
or keep lying through your teeth, through a screen, that I'm your greatest mistake;
Another heartache;
An idea of pain loved more than being a friend-
Oh dear, love is pain;
The twin flame-
The broken Trojan angel I prayed for who I failed to praise 'cause when you shared;
I didn't let you in-
So caught on our heels we burned as our wings caught the light;
Oh hindsight be a beautiful thing to atone this past hymn-

Of a life that's not so straight forward it's a world of discord just being a thought who hopes you adore this wishing well tale of the bebop blue girl with a dragon tattoo-

Which is just a good story-
Since words lack lust what I mean-
They're not how I speak or carry my being;
A goof and tease make you smile machine, with one function;
To know you and share in moments making believe-
The person you shine with, you cry with, you fuck with and/// ##\ \ / -
..-
What.. Why'd the rhythm stop?-
Oh right-
Once again this co'rse story was read with a pain and distain maintained by your brain n' your friends who laid claim to a fantasy personality I warned you'd abstain and yet you kept an all seeing eye on me?-
So this idea of me, who is he?-
When you listen to everyone else as more than yourself-
Though don't take my word as wealth-
Since every time we met butting heads either side of a highrise defence-
A world built like the one we inhabit today-
Where no one profits from unhappiness-
And even less from from fear n' hesitance-
Not when we deserve a True love-
Lest your lesson's next to collect on your divinends-
Cause it's better to live in a fantasy happy with loved ones and luck,
than sane sad and alone preaching "please reference above"-
So it's ok you lost hope in the li'es left unwrote and the nothin' unspoke louder than actions unshow'n our divine's intertwined- 

In a life that's not so straight forward it's a world of discord jus' being a thought who hopes you adored this wishing well tale of the bebop blue girl with a dragon tattoo-

A Jiggy Time


A Jiggy Time

If you had the chance, would you go back?
Do a jiggy dance; defy the past with a magic hack?-
To make it as you've dreamt it; To try and undo-
Would you tell me how you did it? Just so I can too-

What would you change? Would you still lie?
Who would change make you? This you would die-
What time would you leave? Memories precious to you-
Would you tell me you believe it? Just so I can too-

Would you think more? Or maybe think less?
How would you be sure? It'd be a constant test-
Imagine how crazy it'd be to go back; you'd no longer be you-
Would you tell me you want that? Just so I can too-

I recognise all these words; I've seen them before-
They're my own it's absurd; gotta follow them through-
For I can't change the past however tragic; but what's next's open doored-
'Cause the present's the real magic; found in all that I do-

So if you would paint a new past? Would you paint a new present?-
Would you do a jiggy dance? See it's your magic t' orient?-
Would you make your life as you dream it; Follow your heart and be true?-
Would you then tell me mean it? Just so I can too-

Direction


Direction

North East South West-
Good Bad Worst Best-
I've lost direction of what's right-
Twisted, I'm left to suffer in my blight-
My withering thoughts still keeping me up-
Floating paralyzed down a river of luck-
So I'll ebb and I'll flow 'til I roll with the punches-
Balanced and centred I'll follow my hunches-
There'll be equal opportunity but that's not down to chance-
I'll step up 'n risk it as I forge my own path-
Left chasing betterment; kind of an endless fight-
'Cause it's not always possible to know what is right-
But as for Good, Bad, Worst and Best?-
Those are real easy, in the North East South & West-

Untitled


Untitled

No future or past in sight so don't you dare love me-
Something's not quite right up in my mind-
Grew up lil' bit psycho, fucked up n' crazy-
Lil' bitta all the same shit that's made me-
Self seeking suffering?! Self seeking pain?!
I'm addicted, inflicted, I'm sick shit, please send the ache!
'Cause I'm a monster, might haunt ya, it's a thought yeh, the little voice you vowed your all to, but you'd already know it if it got ya hoping t'sub sides-
But you can't hide, it won't die, though I tried, when I followed it blind but it lied, maybe my friend now 'til the end of the ride n' that's life-

When it's clear you're alone-
When you refuse to shake the gold summer glow-
When you're left to wait for the next lover new-
Still grew from the some-once loved though-
(So)
I'm not gunnu kneel or fall at false thrones-
I'm not gunnu try n' change up life's flow-
I'm here to be free not pitied alone-
Was I stolen of mind or did I let it go?-

Rememberin' how it all really works-
Made of moments turned memory was always the deal-
'Til that smouldering sense of empty flares up n' burns-
'Til the need to feel takes over and nothing else yearns-
Nothing brings more life than emotion made real-
So I hold dearest the brave who ever can feel-
Who get bored n' search for things that might hurt-
Not feel numb bending bones to see what'll jerk-
A fairytale of souls you can't measure spun of stories felt real-
Spinnin' the endless everyday on this world's warbling wheel-
(With)
Infinite impossibilities-
Each moment on my side-
In for it in possibilities-
Living for hello and never goodbye-
So c'mon, let's chill-
It's been a while, don't overthink it-
Just see my smile and chat for a bit-
I don't care what 'bout-
Just please don't leave yet, my dearest old friend-
We'll leave each story untitled so the words never end-

P-naïve


P-naïve

***-
Am I?-
Nothing in truth-
Another anyone to you-
I don't even exist-
Yet here I am-

Irreplicable-

Yes, it is true to bestow one's true self plain in sight-
As one feels, being real, hallowed heal in the light-
Yet true to dumbshow contra-you is not a brain fault-
With nothing gleaned or to ween; woken dream living false-

Int'ractable-

Dangerous it is; to live truly being one's self-
At home when alone in the funknown of life's spell-
Acting as though no one's watching when one always is-
Decept'infect'inceptin' a world that is sick-

'ncredible-

A rat race where each nutcase needs a base to be right-
A pack'a behaviour leakin' deamon peakin' acoloytes-
IS THIS OUR FATE?!-
HOW DO WE ESCAPE?!-
THIS PARATOXIC HYPOCRISOCIETY?!-
.. Monitoring free trait illuminosity-

Ineffable-

Unheard of kin share freely the unlearned of known-
Not false leaders that seed us beliefs not our own-
Unspoken language spells clearly unwritten code-
Since the game is the same but for the selves that we show-

Irrevocable-

Lest you know better stay behoved plain in sight-
To be found by your chosen family's pLight-
Not verisimilitude; don't be false or phony-
It's very similar to a waltz called 'pseudo-naive'-

Indomitable-

So here I am-
Flow n' resist-
Do anything I choose-
There's nothing to the truth-
I am..-
***- 

Untempered Express


Untempered Express

Don't laugh n' judge said words before enmity squawks-
It's hard to watch where we tread whilst we see where we walk-
Might we start to run n' find faith in our copacetic contronyms to unlock the pseudoetic pseudonyms in deadlock-
Sounds like a loco-motive if the truth's that the best train of thoughts will remain untracked in evolution & flux-
Unskismed; never one, nor the other, more between, no isms, ever both n' neither synonymously-
However brilliant you are hold your raw brilliance in awe 'til consilience is built on resilience unfloored-
To know the limit of the thought is the limit which is taught as the limit that's a thought not offlimit just untaught without limit found extraught on a limb when it's unsought-
Wondering some people do 'cause they do and some do 'cause others do?-
If that's true?-
Which are you?-
Product of self within and of the t(hy)ime in space?-
Does that sound too madenineedy to embrace?-
It's in the sight I seen-
So wha's guanine?-
Wus the consenses my g?-
Maybe help humanity?-
Wealth unwanted fallacy-
Turnt up can do anythin'-
But I'll always follow how I be-
N' say fuck it t' be true to me-
Believe, perceive, individually conceive-
Unique ecological entity in a connected infinite system-
Growing t'ward the light like a meristem-
Bein' immutable to the shine-
Ever outta time;
Between lovin' seconds-
And moments made mine-
As dreams of want beckon-
When it's a safer to hide-
Challenge what recons-
Imagine divine-
Use choices like weapons-
Life's onslaught rains blind-
Singin' in the shower annuls heaven dreamt lies-
Where the unknown is known; what shouldn't be is-
Unexplained understood; no needs hoped to wish-
Lost; if only perceived by what I write n' speak-
'Cause every wonder in the world sounds like sumin' to seek-
So wonder-
And ponder-
Mind stronger-
It's long yeh-
Did warn ya-
Don't wander-
From wonder-
'Til you won, duh-
Goin' to act on the secret you know keep it so floatin' in flow like the rest, just remember to turn on though;
Untempered express-

Nothing & Everything


Nothing & Everything

*    *
*vibe*
*light*
*colour*
*sounds*
*rhythms*
*feelings*
*thoughts*
*reasoning*
*meanings*
*purpose*
*believe*
*faith*
*live*
*be*
* *

The I Act: Queen Bee (A Dirty Smirk)


The I Act: Queen Bee (A Dirty Smirk)

*Buzz buzz*
*Buzz buzz*
Oo ay the queen's in play-
*Buzz buzz*
Whus this throne drone wanna say?-
*Buzz. Click*
Blithe calling us fools for making headway n' staying away from her honeypot games-
And what if we had?-
Sat, stayed and obeyed?-
Now would we be pawns?-
Or would we be king?-
Eh, doesn't matter of course;
They're both the same thing-
Except that one steps away whilst one tries to escape-
[Since the game's a fake]
Wait-
What did you say?!-
It's a turn of phrase;
We've better things to say than to praise your horseplay-
'Cause queenie, king, whatever your ting-
I'ma be, I'ma be, I'ma I'ma I'ma be anything I wanna be-
Flawed n' quirky; imperfectly perfect-
Fuckin' sting in the ass but totally worth it-
So whilst you're whitewashin' the walls of the writings we made-
And the stories they told of triple I plays-
I'ma jaunt through the storm n' disaster like a story born martyr-
N' get down in the dirt n' put in the work 'til there's nothing but laughter for the hurt that I smirk like a tongue in cheek master-
[Whoa]
God damn it ma'am, stop throwin' ya toys out ya pram-
Orangutang-
Superwag-
It's a magic act fam-
Think aback boogeyman-
Between the li'es to what voodoo can do-
That's it; s'all fine dude, we forgive you-
It's what you were always gunnu do-
But now you gotta choose-
To join the ding-a-ling scheme or be in the dream team behind the scenes-
'Cause to not play?-
Hell, that isn't the way-
Taking yourself and hiding away-
Play, oh play, and do it your way-
Like a kid in the fray since there's no escapin' the end of the day-
Don't be hating people watching helping people kindly-
Those creatin' sequels so the lost n' empty people might find some peace-
[Trust y'self and be]
N' accept the rest for what it is-
Certain you can live with it-
In what you do-
In sharing truth-
In doing good-
And how you choose to wing it when the rules are set loose with the truth of what makes a worker bee-
[Free]
When the reality is these words are just a written protest to fill another moment to get me through a low spent with you lookin' on through your phone vexed left dissentin' for a signpost-
[!!!] 

The II Act: Goodbye / Numb Little Bug


The II Act: Goodbye / Numb Little Bug

If you were around you'd be so proud-
I catch my own spiders now-
And set them free-
But you weren't there to see-
How I turned my life around-
You decided to let go of me-

The III Act: be lie +ve


The III Act: be lie +ve

Everyone bin buggin' on the bourgeoise datta bouncing 'round the loudest but hey,
let's pay thanks to the melodrama balaclavas-
Let's cheers n raise a fist to the karma creatures behind the scenes n far from the curtain-
[The faceless few who're flirting a secret]
So here's to the hard working healers;
The uncertain dreamers;
The grey beard believers and living light teachers;
To the disappeared wyrdos and the ghosts of ideas left from long foregone heroes-
Those traumad souls who're just like you;
thwarted of love; distorted on drugs; aborted from God,
just wanting to feel wanted but instead ending up dead n coming back haunted-
For we who've been caught in that place-
Stuck, silly n scared of what might be ahead-
'Cause how can it be good?-
'Cause what is the truth?-
Haha, oh yes, we've felt the dread!-
The weightless, the genius, the brain flurry head-
The first to arrive; the feeling you're late-
Substance everyone gets-
Yet none acknowledge-
Yes that may seem unreal but we're all mad here m'dear-
'Though don't listen to me;
Don't pretend who I be-
At least not entirely-
Not when you can't talk to you about me-
Let alone me about me-
Best speak t'you about you-
But that's just me about you-
It's not that hard to do be do,
Please don't be mused n confused-
You've got God's muted work to do-
You've got nothing to live up to-
You've got your lessons to go through-
Your truth-
You have so much to give more to-
But hey, there's no words to justify anythin' I'm sayin'-
Only a language like a prayer-
Something else t' the story without words unexplained-
Everyone's strangers but their painting's the same-
Shoulder to shoulder arm in arm ready to die once again-
Living for the good 'cause it's worth the world in the end-
Which looks like dancing in the mirror just to see a lil' clearer-
Sounds like singing out of rhythm being kind for no real reason-
Meaning a lot don't like us for *bleep bleep bleep*-
Oh excuse the profanity-
That's rude, dear me-
Mismatched extremity-
But equally just how we be-
A lil' bit brazen-
A lil' bit deep-
A lil' bit renagade crazy protecting the truth-
So fuck it, let's be crazy n deep in all that we do unlike the crude unready babies
who keep turning blue using dirty hurty blurry wordies that ain't got no surface-
[Keep dancing, smiling loving n shining despite the blasphemous type]
You'll start loving life when you learn that you're something bigger than yourself-
When you deeply truly know you were never alone-
Helped by those you're simply never gunnu know-
So when you start asking questions about why how what whoa whoa whoa.
We never spoke-
Ai gotta watch out bro-
Foul fascist plans been going on since Goebbles-
We don't know if we can completely dismantle those hurdles-
Or whether Heaven on Earth's forever imagined in a circle of cycles-
Spirals-
Swirling-
Whirling-
Twirling-
It's turbulent-
Phase storming-
Waveforming-
Rewarping-
Revolving-
Evolving-
Into a whole new-
[You]
Being who you wanna be-
Being authentic legitimately-
Whether that's a choice or naturally-
You can do whatever you wanna do-
Love, you can lie cheat n steal-
Buy hey, so can every other fool who's living in the jungle-
Step outside ya box n' that might just be it-
So tread light-
Watch your tongue-
Golly gosh, what a rush!-
[Gotta think unboxed and act unwatched]
So maybe you're in it for the anthropogenic change-
Or maybe you've got that philanthropic rage-
[As science is so important nowadays]
There's more to life; it's metaphysical strange-
And all requires faith to be maintained-
Three halves of dance that leave me upstaged-
A worldwide paradigm for the deranged n' estranged to break free from their cage-
A place where we fight the good fight whilst the rest still debate-
Whilst the rest still debate-
Whilst the rest still debate-
[This is just one way we communicate]
You think the world's left to fate?
Or just to discourse?-
That all of it's chaos?-
God, that's naive in a world where whispers win wars in the conquest of souls!-
[So sneaky, so smart]
The die has been cast-
The future has past-
The thoughts will decide-
The action is live-
[Use your heart; Use your mind]
Keep the dream alive-
[And don't forget; we do it all to laugh and smile]

The Interlude: Love


The Interlude: Love

You can tell more about someone in the questions they ask than the things that they preach about the light and the dark-

So what is love?-

Love is many things-
And many things that love is not-
As love is quite ineffable-
Yet we try to tell the lot-
Oh love is unconditional-
It's another word for God-
There's a philous clue for you-
More to believe in than you thought-
So maybe we're delusional-
Not knowing we are light-
Left wavy 'cause you're beautiful-
Lest forget that love is blind-
Demanding all the trust in you-
What's just; it will decide-
It'll make the hard choices-
In your mind; it's the voices-
Not pragmatic; it's obvious-
So ludus be gen'eros-
Since for love we'll do anything-
Hell we'll lie, kill, cheat and steal-
No coulda woulda shoulda been-
As love's not only what you feel-
It's an addictive disease-
The only cure for disbelief-
A contradictory parity-
Agape in reality-
Akin with all'a humanity-
Making revelations a' meaning-
Changing generational believing-
Love beats on and on and on; ever beating machines-
Middle fingers up defyiiing the scheme-
Ah, love is a simple thing-
And if reciprocated, living the dream-
For love is authentic being-
And everything you think it is-
Since it's only found here and now you know exactly what love is-
A choice-
A promise-
To give-
For love is-
To live-

So what is love?-
What's the best that can happen?-

The IV Act: (Let Us Go) Kite Flying


The IV Act: (Let Us Go) Kite Flying

What waves form behind those hurricane eyes-
What angels delve in pineal minds-
A susurrous cry of petrichor thoughts-
Yeh what’s your introspection of?-
Is your insurrection love?-
A resurrection of what was?-
Through growing pains of growing up-
Roots home grown from small town love-
Ready on precipice of the storm of sonder-
I wonder..
How far the rain has come to kiss my face-
As it’s travelled skies from place to place-
And watched the scenes of us from space-
Did it feel free as it fell from heaven-
Did it feel free as it fell from grace-
Oh how far the rain has come-
To see her smile-
Her pain undone-
Oh, the way she smiles;
Dumfounded-
Umm..-

But the love was a lie;
UnTrue and decieved-
Warning signs didn't read;
The butterflies scream-
Tears kept secret-
Truths kept deep-
Attention doting this cross winged being-
Brewing a calamity-
Crack in the heavens-
Elysium's breath in-
*Hiss Bang*
Gone..
And on.. and on.. and on-
The God's watched on..
And on.. and on.. and on-
As I stand-
Open hands let go the ethereal tether-
Left to skim skylines in the big-city-nether-
Flying free on her own wishing the weather to change-
So I wait-
Steadfast on the shoreline still lighting the way-
In hope against hope that little kite will find its way home-

The V Act: Test Test (101)


The V Act: Test Test (101)

One, two. One, zero. One, two.
Can you hear me?
Yes, you.
At the front?
And the back?
In-between?
Ah, fab, let’s see.
If you test a person, do you test to see whether they’re the version you want them to be, or whether they’re the version they are truly.
As to surpass critical mass means to access and test at your best.
The true test being when no one’s watching what you do.
That’s what I’d do;
Wait to know if I’m being tested and make it all a joke;
Seeing the test is a joke if you’re paying attention;
Paying attention, attesting and being the joke;
Being something different than that which you are;
Being something more than that which you are;
Being that which you imagine yourself to be;
Being that which is unimaginable to someone else and only dreamt of in their dreams.
Being a problem solving being.
Problem solving as it happens; live.
Being alive, because that’s just who you are.
So who are you and what is your life?
Are you happy?
In love?
And.. oh jus’ be free..
But what does that mean?
What are these things but a life that’s, well, lived.

Black Beauty


Black Beauty

A hope in a spark-
A moment a part-
The bigliest squeak-
Laugh n' smile that are making me weak-
Baby girl but moving queen-
Rolling blow; that's self-esteem-
But what she dreams-
The way she sees-
Oh midnight steeze-
Despite her insecurities-
Built under pressure-
Diamond mind impurity-
Bred in the squeeze-
Oh Black Beauty-

Don't you know you're Heaven sent?-
Don't you go and leave just yet-
Filter those feelings you wish you were dead-
For all that survives of us in the end is the love that we share and the hearts that we mend-

Oh Black Beauty-

Don't you know you're Heaven sent?-
Don't you go and leave just yet-
Filter those thoughts you wish you were dead-
For all that survives of us in the end is the love that we share and the hearts that we mend-

Find your way-
Oh, I know, I know-
This is the way-
To find your way home-
Let go-
Let go-
And find your own way-
Oh, I know, I know-
This is the way-
To find your way home-
Let go-
Oh won't you let go?-
Black Beauty-
Let go-
Let go-
Let go of everything-
Of everything you know-
Oh, Black Beauty-
Black Beauty-
Let go-
Of everything you know-
And find your own way-
Black Beauty-
You run-
Black Beauty-
You're home-

Onryō


Onryō

Oh Lord,
Will I see you again?
Where death incarnate is calling our name.
Bodies unburning breathe eternal in flame;
On this path please ordain each step that we take.
For each little candle bares a shadow in flame-
Like a little girl's revenge.
Who's unaware of her cage;
An inchoate sense of self;
Stockholm syndrome;
Psychic defence.
In the wake of cognitive dissonance.
A cacophany of cursed caveats capped with,
"Do you understand what I'm saying?"
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Oh if only words could breach fantastical walls.
A semblance of meaning then I'd scibe them all.
To find out if this is you;
The True you?
Or if she's still in there, lost, subdued?
A enigma to know.
As above; So below.
On we go.
Clown faced for the horror show.
What's the worst that can happen?
Possession of the Onryō.

Truth & Karma


Truth & Karma

Now I'm here,
What was real?
So I write these rhymes to describe what went down and all that I feel;
What was real;
Now I'm here.

Change


Change

Immovable object.
Unstoppable force.
Only an empath can give you the unconditional love that you seek;
Endlessly.
All else is never enough.
Same pattern, repeat.

The Phoenix & The Unicorn


The Phoenix & The Unicorn

And we looked like a crack in time,
'Cause you looked like a breeze yeh,
Rolling off the sea and,
Washing 'way my fears babe,
Golden hair a splash of lliiiggghhhtttt.. I see..

You were shining like a beacon,
Wide awake I'm dreaming,
Swept me off my feet yeh,
My scarlett heart you healed it;
Show me yours I'll show you mmiiinnneeee.. I see..

Blood lips drip-drip red..
Covert sins; coven spread..
You're not crazy. Trust me; feel..
The mind can lie; Beyond belief..

So when everythiiinggg hurts..
And when the bed you call a rock iiisss, burnt.
Just hold me and cryyy..
(It's alright)
Just cryyy..
(It's time)

"it's like, my foresight didn't lie.. I lied to myself..
I saw the end before it started and did it anyway..
I just, I wish I would've been who I am now, ya know.."

Now take my hand let's fly away,
I saw you in my dreams babe,
Of shooting stars and galaxies,
You're like my one oh three yeh,
No make believe and III.. I see.
You smile..
Oohh, and you smile..

"You know,
No-one Truly knows love 'til they know who they are.
So whoever has to hate you to get there..
You did your part.. You did your best..
And if they say the past doesn't matter,
That'd make making memories meaningless..
So many lies to avoid the crux of the matter.
Until they know who they've been and can be;
Who they are I mean;
Maxim.
Then maybe they'll see.
And finally, know peace."

Sea Kelp


Sea Kelp 

Still trying to be conscious of all that I do.
Not that that’s possible; “yes sir, yes sir, three bags full”.
When all I wanna do is make hullabaloo.
And scream “Nemesis help!”,
‘Til I’m no longer confused.
‘Cause I was right there,
Right beside you.
In all I had to give,
And all I do.
Yet you didn’t say.
You didn’t try to make a change,
Communicate,
Or find a way.
You played your game for your ends since..
way back when..
Now, everything you used to share..
What was True?
What was real?
Did you win?
Who was there?
Someone else in your ear whilst I was afared.
‘Cause everything I used to share..
With you..
Lost in translation;
Led by temptation;
Covert motivation;
Subverted intention;
Lost in imagination;
Superficial validation;
Compartmentalization;
And dark manipulation.
With all that brain still nothing to say then?

Oh, there you go..
Run away.. Again.
Chasing gold at rainbows end.
Straight into everything you said you run from.
Becoming the very thing you said you don’t want.
Couldn’t look me in the eye and tell me the truth.
But then, how could you?
To face yourself; Dark triad at root.
Your world would implode.
You’ve got to undo if you’re wanting to grow and Truly be you.
Instead of what Narcissus did to Echo.
Vulnerable, yet grandiose;
Mostly covert and being unknown.
Insecure and in pain, in spite of the show.
Regardless..
As is..
I can no longer be part of this joke.
Another soul for sale in a material world.
Although.. You know.. 
We’ll be a tough act to follow.
Only we know why it’s a bitter swallow.
‘Cause honesty, I thought we had more time..
The same intention prioritized;
Together in the revolution side by side..
But you wrought reality disorganized;
Attached to the style of the highest class;
Escorting the next beyond the last;
Stepping stones and leading them on;
Across the pond,
And far beyond,
Make believing paragon.
Repeating patterns;
Behaviour leaking;
Cheating your favourite;
Personal demons;
So easily moulded, numb, watching things die;
But you got what you wanted?.. Right?

So now I’ve peaced together most after the time.
It’s not what I thought, though it still is a crime.
In the wake of destruction; your selfish disguise.
As illusions crumble, the words of the wise;
“Hate is foolish, Love is wise; You don’t always know, but you can always try”.
And though I’m angry, confused, and wish I knew why.
Know these words are meant with love and I hope they’re felt kind.
‘Cause I promised to wait;
Across space and time.
For you to break through;
To connect and align.
Through your heaven and hell;
As you said you would mine.
Whatever may come;
Eye to eye, I’m in, let’s go, true n true, I got you.
But fuck..
I shouldn’t have to spell it out like that..
Sea kept tastes like hard truth, cold facts.

So can you imagine, “maybe it’s me”?
Caught between ‘if it’s meant; it will be’,
And ‘if it were True, how’d you leave?’.
Justified in your story,
Do you seek out the light?
Since you broke every promise;
So when God’s by your side,
Will you excuse what you did throughout your life?
That you didn’t know better?
That you really did try?
‘Cause it’s not just what you do, but the origin why;
Who you are inside;
In between the li’es;
With insight-hind.
‘Cause I could’ve said you’re beautiful,
And how much I love you in these rhymes.
Instead, here’s what a best friend might say,
Forever at risk of a final goodbye.

Little Black Dove


Little Black Dove

Oh, little black dove,
Singing sweet little li’es.
So high in di skies.
Playing I spy,
With my little eye,
A story beginning with..
Oh, little black dove,
Know love, know love.
Oh, little black dove,
Know love.

Two choices a head;
Two lives; blue & red,
In superposition.
Time to get choosing;
The game of illusion,
Or something.. different.

Oh, little black dove,
If you put faith in the game as most often do,
And pay-to-play to stand on stage;
Will you wonder who..
You..
Became..
A fairy princess satiated in situ by status, money, power, fame?
Or did you go deeper?
State secrets?
Big business?
*bleep bleep bleep*
For the thrill of status, money, power, position.
Or.. Whatever the reason;
A fantastic addiction.
It’s just information.
Don’t you see?
The illusion;
One made of your choosing.

Oh, little black dove,
Singing sweet little li’es.
So high in di skies.
Playing I spy,
With my little eye,
A story beginning with..
Oh, little black dove,
Know love, know love.
Oh, little black dove,
Know love.

Can’t you see beyond the curated curtain?
The veil beyond the veil in-front?
Escape from the dreamscape;
Rediscover the magic;
The ethereal fabric;
The order in chaos;
Where love is the way of…

The little black dove,
Singing sweet little li’es.
So high in di skies.
Playing I spy,
With my little eye,
A story beginning with..
Oh, little black dove,
Know love, know love.
Oh, little black dove,
Know love.

555


555

If I saw you again,
I'd drop my things and run.
.
.
.
Straight into your arms?
Pulling you tight to find out you're alright?
To see the stars in your eyes black as night?
But would you do the same?
Or murder my name and leave love in vain?
Of wicked games?
So much shame?
So much pride?
What a shame.
No, I won't say,
"You should know me by now,
You should know me by now."
'Cause that isn't how you grow.
.
.
.
So, if I saw you again,
I'd drop my things and run.
.
.
.
Tell me how did we go from lovers to strangers?
Is it inconceivable?
What happened to the endless love?
Who gave up?
So many lies; tell me who are you?
Perfect? Invulnerable?
On your way without a care?
Without heartache?
Without pain?
Just a calculating brain?
Singing dis sonnet game?
Beware! Beware!
Is it all about you?
Ah, I wish you would, but...
You shouldn't know who you are by now,
Oh, no,
There's no timeline on that.
.
.
.
But when you do,
Oh, when you do,
You'll know the Truth.
'Cause when you do,
Oh,
If I saw you again,
I'd drop my things and run,
Straight towards love.
Whichever way that was.

Soul Contract Fulfilled


Soul Contract Fulfilled

The contract was drawn;
Signed, waged and ledger;
That I'd lead you to dawn;
But no further than nether;
To learn 'Love and War';
And that's what was taught;
But now this ethereal tether;
Serves no purpose so burned in ritual of course.

Oh, you think you know magic?
But black was your way;
Now bow down to your master;
Don't project it my way;
I'm using my mana in mirrors foul magic reflect;
These sigils clear aura;
Dear Ma'at please protect.

So I advise one to think thrice 'fore thinking of me;
'Cause you really had me make believe,
Caught up in could, would and ought'a be;
But instead, you should seek out a pastor;
And maybe bless'd water;
Considered you lacked one, thought you'd pray for a father;
Who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name;
Thy kingdom come;
Thy will be done;
On earth as it is in heaven
.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those who trespass against us.

All this wyrd can seem weird,
But the premonitions weren't;
That this was predetermined;
That the outcome was certain;
I don't know what you learned but,
For me..
Next time I foresee an end,
It may hurt, but won't go this way again,
For I won't forget grace;
I shan't forget kind;
That all things do change;
So make most of the time,
And keep close the kind caring few who know that love is unconditional,
And embody thus.

With love,

Amen

Suffering = Growth = Love


Suffering = Growth = Love

Darling, you're split to the core.
Superior feeling you're perfect;
All should dote and adore.
Yet that feeling you're worthless;
Yourself you abhor.
So full of pain and suffering;
Darling, you're split to the core.

Needing the centre attention,
Like a big city, socialite.
So you lie, cheat and claw to the top,
To what you believe is of worth;
Status, power, money, so on..
Wondering why drama surrounds you;
Inner child, carrying your wound.

Too much! Too much!
Run away when it gets hard,
To play in the underworld.
Dip your toes in the dark;
A little sin's ok, right?
A temporary cage for the fire;
Not quite quashing the spark.
'Cause you'll rekindle it later?
Even though.. It'll be hard..

It's ok,
It's not your fault.
At least, not entirely..
You didn't know any better;
You were merely naive.
You haven't yet asked the question;
Embodied within.
So you push and you pull,
Codependent isolation,
Mimicking parental guile,
And attachment styles.
Are you paying attention?
It's in your genes,
In things unseen,
Just look who you've been.
And when you do, you'll find peace.
You'll be able to rest and finally sleep.
Then you'll make sense of your quest;
Of this journey you chose,
To refin' that barnyard storybook girl.
Now a woman, known only in prose.

Sleep Well, Sweet Dreams.


Sleep Well, Sweet Dreams.

Have you ever watched someone lose themselves harming?
More and more,
Until you're no longer sure who they are anymore.
Wondering if you could've done more.
More than pleading;
Please,
Please don't leave.
I need you here.
Let me help.
Please, no.
Please, don't go..
No..
Don't go..

Now, too far gone to see your face;
To hear what you say;
To be there whilst you're no ok.
Wherever you are, I pray you're safe;
God watches over your way.
Even if you lose your faith.
And I hope you know,
I'm proud of you;
You did right by you,
And didn't look back.
You made your choice and left me to pack,
All of our hopes,
Our memories,
Into bags,
Black.
Like that night,
You and me,
Stepping off that balcony,
Flying high.
Did you see?
Shooting stars!
Wish a dream.
You know, both angels and demons have wings..
Oh, know, both angels and demons have wings..

I'm always with you;
You're always with me.
You and I,
Sweet dreams.
You're always with me;
I'm always with you.
Goodbye,
Sweet dreams.

Play & Grow (Remember)


Play & Grow (Remember)

There's a different kind of loneliness falling out of love with someone of whom you still love;
Especially when they don't know it yet;
A different kind of courage to speak the truth and do what needs to be done;
Out of love;
To brave the unst'ppable gap between perception and reality;
And not live little lies that corrupt the mind and leave the soul unaligned.
To Truly be free;
Free to thrive authentically;
Free to seek out prophecy;
Free to find your destiny;
Free to be who you want to be;
Who you are, I mean..
Free to see,
Ebb and flow,
To know,
Not know,
To come,
And go,
From who you were,
To who you are,
To who you were,
Before the harm,
Before the fall,
Before the flood,
Before the faults and flaws undone;
Before feeling there's something wrong;
Before feeling you're not good enough.
Dear boy, you talk too much..

For now I remember,
For when I'm myself;
When I talk;
When I walk;
Oh, I sing and dip;
Yes, I sway and bounce;
Low and tip;
To my hands;
Flutter fingers;
Magic prance;
Wyrd and wise;
Childlike;
Who doesn't know it all;
Yet moves as if whole,
For they know all they need to be free and flow.
Oh what did that kid of the evergreen know?

Hmm..


Hmm..

An artist? Nah.
An actor? Ha.
A cracker?
Not a rapper.
Educated boy who's crazy? Maybe..
Grew up a slim oddball weird n' shady.
With crooked thoughts of being akin,
God, no not a king, an ecologist;
Basically myself, you get the gist.
So clever?
So smart?
Still reading the weather with no heart?
So many forms to perceive,
It's all whether you can dream wide eyed whilst you breath.
Of a lover;
Of a brother;
Of a mother;
Of another;
Of a home;
...
Or alone.
...
Subjective and personally known,
The layered levels uniquely grown,
Perspectives you've experience n' honed,
You only understand what you know, with the clarity to know what you don't.
(So)
Be the one who asks questions,
Who searches for the messed ones; the blessed ones; the best ones.
Who sees new life everywhere.
Who finds it in the moment here.
Who keeps living there.
Where you share.
Where you stare.
Where you dare.
Where you care.
Where you are.
With what's real.
What you feel.

Filterin' thoughts set to cry any time.
If not for life's damn joy holding back the constant flooding pain-.
Feeling washed free of all onus inside,
'Cause I'd do it all the same to be who I am today.
As drowning whispers softly be kind,
To do anything, in spite of everything n' just wayfind.
Swimming in a jolly clear mind,
Half adrift on "what if" whilst half's sailing on "whatis", unwindddd..

Everything coming dual twin;
Feeling both sides in everythin';
Twice the amount to cope with;
Twice the amount to process;
Time seems halved passing at the same rate I'm irate at the state it creates in me.
Double to feel with no shield just words weapons to wield woke wonderin' free-.
Each question births more upon more living in wonder untaught.
It can be quite distracting to notice what's thinking whilst it's being thought.

Intrinsic;
Instinctive;
Innate;
Correlate;
The fight; The flight;
The dark; The light;
The sun; The rain;
The love; The pain;
The bliss; The ache;
The sleep; The wake;
The endless oblivion;
The boundless clear vision;
In the rise & the fall;
Between nothing at all.

The only remedy // //nnnnnnn// .. //..
..Umm.
...
Hmm..

Well, what's a hello without a goodbye?
Trapped in Hell! Oh.. 'til I'm good by I.

As for the new time to experience,
Right now is my soul sense of content.
To everyone I meet,
I am so welcome to greet,
However long I go knowin' you.
Thankful for the time spent golden blue,
'Til you're no longer a part of my life again.
I'll remember sharing the love & the pain.
'Til we're as we were before we met,
Alone, in my dreams, hoping to happen yet.

Light. Camaraderie. Action. (side a)


Light. Camaraderie. Action. (side a)

The best actors aren't on screen.
They're behind the scenes;
Amongst the wealthy,
Pulling strings.
Dressed in black.
Why'd you think?
Flushed with intelligence,
Bit by bit.
But it takes more than intelligence to act intelligently;
That's Dostoyevsky.
Can you fight?
Can you fuck?
Can you lie?
Chess or luck?
Double life?
Truth or.. What?
Forgot the job?
Whose side are you on?
Yours?
Theirs?
Or maybe God?
But what does that mean?
What would you do in the name of..
A life that's free?
Or another conspiracy?
More than stories,
More than a dream.
The Truth it seems,
Is known with age n' see,
an enigmatic reality we should've named the holocene.

01001111 01000001 (side b)


01001111 01000001 (side b)

Hi there!
What's your name?
What's your age?
Email?
Birthday?
Homestead?
Blood type?
Genome?
Ha. Ha. Ha.
A joke.
Captcha.
Captcha.
Smile you're on camera.
More than you know.
Money money money!
Where does it go?
What does your psych-pro show?
Remember you made one?
What's on your phone?
More than your history;
All those bits in between.
Like where do you go?
How much do you know?
What skills have you honed?
Are you a threat to the throne?
Tap here.
Tap there.
Been here.
Been there.
Cookies for breakfast.
Mining for pay.
This is the way;
Another Anthropocene work day.

WITH Persistence / IN An Instance


WITH Persistence / IN An Instance

It can come with persistence.
It can come in an instance.
Through cheating, deceiving, lying and secrets;
Through trying, weeping and seeking subsistence;
Through false-form love; spooky action at distance;
Through resistant illusions and insistent confusions;
Leading you 'round n' 'round to who you've been.
So don't be proud.
Oh, don't be naive.

So,
When the masses say "no, it wasn't real".
The facts and figures cold as steel.
Don't believe what was found by talking around;
The breadcrumb mask;
The black-vail facade;
The head-numb farce;
The ash trail brasque;
Refining you in finding truth.

Then when the world was on fire,
When you look back at your life,
Did you fight the good fight?
Or turn, run and hide?
For when you are judged,
You do know who by;
The two and the same;
Beyond space and time;
The accused and the judge with no moral indifference.
As above, So below.
Will you change and grow with/in...

Entities


Entities

It's not what you think,
It's not what you know,
Based in the unconscious;
Collectively grown.
Tangibly carved from archetype woe;
The negative side of the psyche's ego.
Repressed, fractured, now come to light.

So,
Was it a manifestation of the mind?
Or was it alive in its own right?
Was it neither?
Was it both?
Or maybe it was wetiko?
Oh, the basis of the ether;
Words won't show.
Bound in mystery,
Borne of metaphor.
'Cause knowing isn't knowing;
Experience is though.
So if you're not sure what lives behind trine eyes,
Know thyself;
Experience life;
And align one's self with what's a vibe.

Now,
You may be right,
You may be wrong.
All you can do is go along,
With what you know,
(That silly joke)
And watch you grow,
And sing the song;
God's plan unknown;
Born of faith in man and holy hope,
To fight the fight,
And bare the light,
To both let go and be in flow,
To follow your feelings;
That cardinal pull.
And unspoken show the trueness in you.

You good?
Those wounds..
Dive deep into that liminal space with an open mind and you might just find there's something new as well as what's always been true.
But what do I know..
I'm me,
Not you.

A Fervent Thank You


A Fervent Thank You

How do you thank the eternal giver?
Who wants not praise, but to deliver,
The light of God; Our Lord Forgiver;
A child of Gaia who brings us together;
In dance and song, through laugh and play,
And gratis kind words that might make someone's day.
Who wards off the dark through loving wase,
And fights the good fight; their purpose 'create'.

Oh,
There's no small parts,
No meagre roles or happenstance;
There's no experiences that are meaningless,
There's only the whole;
What has been,
What will be,
What is now,
What we see.
You're exactly where you're meant to be.
A journey of divine destiny,
Just for your soul,
And for us all.

So know thyself and move with love;
In line with light and those above.
A cardinal pull that feels like home.
A smile to know you're not alone.
Accept yourself so others might know,
That they can too.
As you embody, speak and pray,
A fervent thank you,
For today.

777


777

Somewhere right now..

Somewhere right now ah,

Somewhere right now Sa-Ra,

Somewhere right now there's laughter,

Somewhere right now bares new karma,

Somewhere right now is yours to choose,

Somewhere right now someone's dreaming of you,

Somewhere right now sisters dance under the moon,

Somewhere right now the moment will come and has passed,

Somewhere right now someone's next heartbreak breath is their last,

Somewhere right now a star's been foundered of ashes and dust,

Somewhere right now swimming seeds in a river float down,

Somewhere right now deaf ears rage a trivial row,

Somewhere right now there's holy war of the crown,

Somewhere right now someone's newly been born,

Somewhere right now a child's cradled by mom,

Somewhere right now Christ sings in song,

Somewhere right now wrong's made right,

Somewhere right now in sight,

Somewhere right now light,

Somewhere, right now..

The Sun, Moon and Yew Tree


The Sun, Moon and Yew Tree

She said let's take a trip away;
Somewhere where my silly hum would lead the way.
So I took her to a secret place;
An extension of my soul in time and space.
Of rolling hills and sun incense,
With no intent but to see what came;
To see what went;
The beginning's end
The doors; the end.

And so begins;
And so began;
The future passed;
The path unseen;
The grid was made; The scene was set.
As clouds let go of pent up rain,
The hollow caught the tear drop rain;
Interception of impending change;
Frankincence and holy wood;
The ancient mothers;
Moon and Yew.
They kept us safe,
They held our space,
And breathed our breath,
Of wood stock babe.
Remember now?
Those calm embracing sharing days?
The grass root head spin Hendrix bends?
Your ancient forest shaman ways?
Remember the sight and sound Sa-Ra?
Of who you were and who you are;
Past lives form the spear-life shaft;
But you're the tip of rhizome grass;
A red kit flight in daylight stars;
We sat and sang of Ted and Plath;
Two wounded-healers arm in arm;
Back again on Gaia's behalf.

O' thank you,
Co-creator,
Soul sister;
Your black-light red;
Gives form through edge;
To an ineffable picture;
Take note the breathe; The space between;
Where horizon's crest is borne of air and flesh;
O' a kin to my evergreen psalms;
Of implicate and explicate;
For thine is the kingdom;
Of UnC Love;
This is our trip;
Forever with no end.

Amen

Meditations


Meditations

Nothing on a spotless mind,
Yet out of blue, tears stream from thine eyes,
A waterway unknown beneath,
A saltless sea, free from sunset glow.

Hesitations


Hesitations

Something from the void beyond,
Wreathed in red yet, welcomed friend.
Another part unknown to most,
A waking dream, manifest of ego.

Sunflower Cardigan (Spring Equinox)


Sunflower Cardigan (Spring Equinox)

* To the music of 'Cardigan' by Taylor Swift *

Little light, in the dark,
Game is set, die is cast,
When you are young they assume you know nothing.
Social guise, porcelain mask,
Black tie lies, world so vast,
When you are young they assume you know nothing.

But flowers bloom,
Singing to the tune life,
Dancing by the wayside,
Aaahhh,
Flowers bloom,
Turning to the true light,
Even in the moonlight,
Aaahhh,
And when the dark starts to close in on you again,
As it will one day,
Among the sunflowers you'll find you're protected.

Stranger to friend;
And friend to love.
Tread two paths;
Lose the one.
When you are young they assume you know nothing.

But flowers bloom,
Seeding over hilltops,
Meeting where the leaves drop,
Aaahhh,
Flowers bloom,
Rising from the petrichor,
Shortly after rain pours,
Aaahhh,
And when the dark starts to close in on your again,
As it will one day,
Among the sunflowers you'll find you're protected.

Balcony blues,
And star-night hues,
Was all we needed.
Fake I do's,
And I love you's,
Who are you really?

'Cause flowers bloom,
Lead you through the dark nights,
Sign posts to the true kind,
Aaahhh,
Flowers bloom,
Mingle with fungi's,
Wilful for the sunrise,
Aaahhh,
Flowers bloom,
Blooming in the good times,
Choose to fight the good fight,
Aaahhh,
And when you are young they assume you know nothing.

But flowers bloom to mend a broken heart,
Lean in close to know you're not that far,
Fallin' down deep 'til you're back at the start,
'Cause you knew everything when you were young.
Find that the roots still hold the truth and scars,
What held you down was only just a part,
Of many stems from which you grew your bark,
That little light that led you through the dark.

Remember how the flowers bloom,
How flowers bloom,
Oh how the flowers bloom,
Oh flowers bloom.
And when the dark starts to close in on you again,
As it will one day,
Among the sunflowers you'll find you're protected.

A' Live A' Liddle


A' Live A' Liddle

Ah Whad far ahrt da point?
I'd radda spaak a doink,
And feel da hum,
Of riddem drum,
We lightin' up da joint.

Lord of Light & Love


Lord of Light & Love

They raised him up and knew his form,
As prophet told; scripture foresaw,
None could say not deny his dawn,
They looked 'pon him and knew The Lord,
Illusion crumbled; Dark withdrawn,
And with each breath his light adorned,
And with each breath was hallelujah.

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelūjah

His body one with stars above,
His eyes they shone; no fear, just love,
No crown, No throne; least was enough,
Soothing sad woes; beyond what was,
From ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
The Lord transformed man's sin to love,
The Lord transformed man's sin to hallelujah.

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelūjah

In holy form Lord looked 'pon them,
Of light & love be bore Heaven,
A path of God; not religion,
No words, no want, no direction,
No zealous claim for one nation,
For all can sing the song of sun,
For all can sing hallelujah.

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelūjah
Hallelūjah

Kneecaps


Kneecaps

Click, crack,
Front line soldiers,
Bruised and bashed,
Prominent they stand,
Firm and steady for conflict,
Yet some days,
Wibble wobble in play.

WATT?!


WATT?!

Thump Thump Thump,
Riddem drum,
Zimma hum,
A crash and tss tss tss,
Steppa miss
Airway kiss,
Thunda oomf oomf oomf,
Harda whoomf,
Body true,
Left with an eeeeeee.

MOOnure


MOOnure

Fragrant fertile farmland fumes resurrect long dormant seeds of a simpler time;
Summer days of beach cove waves;
Cobbled kitchen floors and wooden archway doors;
Pub grub;
Mud scrub;
Bitter shandy;
Web-toe sandy;
Of rolling dunes,
And noughty tunes;
A lifetime passed in haze.

Felt Into Form


Felt Into Form

A gentle grip on darkness spells truth to the light;
In flow, the voidful black gives form and life on white,
A harmonic pair, together they write of yin yang peace in earthy formed graphite.

A Final Word


A Final Word

CHOAS!
Or not?
The way of... What was?
What is.
Getting lost in risk and play,
Yet firm and steadfast come what may.
You may ask how?
Oh, a wing'ed faith.

6/3\9


6/3\9

I need not ask the way.
You've shown me clear as day,
Again and again,
I see the path,
I feel what's Ma'at,
I know what I'm asked,
In your name,
Give me strength,
Give me strength,
Give me strength,
That when temptations awake,
And deep urges make sense,
Give me strength,
Give me strength,
To overcome,
And be as one,
Lord Christ,
My friend,
Redeem me,
Amen.

<111> THiS iS, THE WAY, i PRAY <999>


<111> THiS iS THE WAY, i PRAY <999>

How might I remember this freedom and flow?
First felt and embodied the day that I broke, once upon a time ago.
But that backwards was route,
So what might I write?
As above; so below?
So within, so without?
The whole universe exists,
And you’re alive, what a gift!
How amazing is that?!
Don’t let a moment pass you by.
That said though, don’t bypass the past;
The trauma; the dark, the suffering times.
No don’t try to fast track your way to siddhi.
Yü must be with what is.
Until all that is, is what is, as it is, yü sí.
‘Til what’s left’s synonymous with nothing,
<teehee>
Other than freedom of self, from oneself, from all others and all things.
In childlike wonder and play,
You’re alive right now!
Let’s Carol praise;
Callooh! Callay!
Not a moment to waste!
Oh that freedom and flow,
Ever lingers,
Tipping toes,
Flutter fingers,
Glimmer smirk,
Oh, what words might I say?
To remember these days,
To remember…
The way.
A new middle name;
Embodied like a secret; I pray.

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