Do you know how it feels to have an entire universe floating around in your head?

(I’m speaking to your soul, so please listen…)

Who’s world do you choose…

That from without or that which thrives within..

The bleak versus the vibrational frequency of the indigo…

Who’s reality rings truer…if the waters break… Which will save my soul…

I’m in a placenta of creativity…

Feeding on the sparks of the universe.. 

The warmth of imagination blankets my soul, and the fluids of inspiration traverse my umbilical chord…

Mama earth … Don’t cut my line!

Keep me connected… And rooted in you forever… Or at least until this life runs its course…

The trees… The mountains… The happiness… The confusion… Fill me and let me regurgitate your lessons…

Mama I love you…

Gliding on the surface of the earth… Being carried by the eastern winds… Heavenly immaculate conceptions pontificating the thoughts of the indigo few— the indigo mighty–Preach…

Let my thoughts pour into the minds of the righteous… And if I do come back… Let them inspire me until the apocalypse unfolds… Until the prophecy is fulfilled… And one day we can be connected again but not as mother and child… But as earth and legend…

I the fruit of your loin… The expression of your willingness.. Let the seeds of your nature grow, and become universe’s of righteousness…

Stay within me… Allow this nascent idea to incubate within… And when it is ready to be birthed.. Allow this universe to swallow your thoughts as a black hole…

Let our universe come to fruition.. Allow your truth to be a physical truth… And a spiritual awakening! 

Earth… Thank you for the truths… Thank God for the waters…