Illuminati baby, came from the pyramid. If I’m reading,
I hope that you’re hearing this. Triangles, your soul, they
put fear in it. I can peer into it. Never basic,
always exclusive, when I’m creating something
my foot goes into it. That image, I drew it, had
things on my mind then came to a conclusion—
Illuminati baby, that’s all illusion.
The things that I would save . . . Well, will that make me brave? Let’s start with family and friends. It will be great to join each hand. Next, I would save my favorite animals. But it would be hard to save the sea. Mammals. Just wondering, how cool it would be, for everything on the planet to be saved by me. But that’s only when the world will end. So, no worries until then.
I want to go into space
& brush the surface
of the stars.
I want to turn from the
sun & feel the absence
of light.
I want to pop neon bubbles
through my double-
coated eyes.
I want to sell dirt as
first-class soil.
I want to wear stripes
like they are polka dots.
I want to banish pink
stones from my life because they
always seem to lie.
I want to chase shadows
& no longer be in control.
I want to kill time
with an awesome Japanese sword.
I want to predict the
past & remember the
future.
Love can be mysterious, but our souls can’t always be healed by the ones we’ve been truly hurt by or truly loved. But being in love can be the best way to find unsolved pieces of the puzzle. The other side of the muzzle. Love is a poison, you shake it up and your heart goes like a carousel round and round. A cotton candy heart. Love can be a roller coaster, my friend. Ups and downs are nothing but a roller coaster.
I love neon lights
And things that shine bright.
I love how stars sparkle
in the dark night sky.
I love rainbows and
trampolines.
I love when people dream
big dreams.
I love the fiery red color
when a volcano erupts.
I love life itself.
I love this beautiful home
that we call earth.
I love bright pretty colors
I love when people are friendly with each other.
I love planetariums
and how they teach me great things.
I love my mom and my sisters
I love knowing that they will do anything to make me happy.
I love positive energy
and being original.
As you see, I love many
things, small or large.
I guess you can call me the love bug of love.