This Time No, this time no.

"Love that will not betray you,

dismay or enslave you,

It will set you free."

PAINTING!

From:

Star, Emperor, 3Cups- as drawn for mon frere, David.

I grow weary of

Everything in moderation,
Incarcerating obligations,
Meeting expectations,
Knowing limitations.
So
Hurl me into the ocean
Watch my half-felt emotions
Writhe in realization
My destruction, earth’s creation.
My damnation, liberation.
As
The body finds totality
In the crushing pain of reality
By overcoming its duality,
And accepting immortality.
Then
A hydrating assassination
Ceases respiration.