Memories not expiring or lost when noticeably pursuing magical fairy like feelings under oak trees. The trees don’t stop growing living in a place with patience. Roots stay around their trunks for support. Bare feet on grass to feel such intimate connections. Voices externally as well as internally can force you to be someone you’re not. A rabbit can whisper into your ear to walk down the tunnel he lives in, but it is up to you just like a rabbit not to fall for any traps.
A child born can come out sucking its thumb, wrapped up in a bundle of consoling blankets, finding itself in gladness. It is natural to look after yourself, this contentment is what God wants for your welfare.
Humans’ lives can be unplugged from the voice that enslaves them. Listen to the one voice that empowers you. Rainbows vacate clouds from the skies, inserting multiple colours to clear airwaves, an arch made, inviting you to enter into a slice of heaven. Colours spearing across the lands and hills representing to us that we are not alone, someone else higher exists.
Greens, yellows, blues, oranges, pinks purples, white, black, greys and reds-I understand who invented these colours for us to wear.
“The bigger your faith comes- the bigger the rainbow that will appear. I promise you!”-the skies mouth opened to usher wisdom out onto the living lands.
‘Every missing piece of you will be found through resting. A cheeky smile communicated is powerful. Tiredness is powerless. Why do you plan and plot?’
Your far too giddy to sit still it drives you nuts. You go in hoops, competing successively in a brain, chasing cells in confined circles, going insane. Hair thinning out like your nails but a magnetic paradise above remains so cheer up- we can have heaven on earth by smiling.’
See yourself in a visualisation until the path is like glass where you see your vision back. Self-medicating on Prayer because I’m worth the headspace. Prayers unfreeze clouds and unsuspend birds from flying out of unseen deployment. Blood flowing through a body like a freeing river diverting to unclear any lifeless doubts. Fluttering by like a butterfly where mistakes are not warped under speculation. Take compulsory, indispensable time-out, it’s mandatory to make a ghost disappear- a shadow needs to melt away like candle wax- No background whispers telling you that heaven cannot be experienced on earth- Shadow your own beliefs with eyelashes covering eyes looking upwards- flicking away upheavals.
‘Walking exchanged for driving, to keep an even keel, a happy medium. Make a list of why living is so wonderful to transcribe. No matter how violent the winter had been, daffodils and buttercups assembled with the same yellow faces they displayed each year. Delicate exotic buds blooming through newer energy.’
Walking by the river bank later that night, a boat swims past parallel to my body, it seems like it’s racing me but leaves me to watch its engine make ripples and waves from behind. Blending the water together, making a mirror, a reflection from a swan appears but stays in a camouflage. Time froze again, looking into a photograph when I was just seven years old.
An old shoe swims behind the waves, wanting to fit someone’s life, but just not yet suited to anyone. Thinking of nothing to change or create, a mind sitting still, unlike the racing boat that drives off hurriedly. A steady ship now stopped on a shoreline letting me depart for a rest or even a holiday. A boat that keeps an even steer, in a relaxed pace while sailing by.
I walk calmly towards the clean horizon. Beauty found illuminating on the waves, camouflages don’t get ignored. Waves make you feel empowered not fragile- allow the tide to catch up on your trail. I sit in my car resting. Living and not dying with the choices I whisper by reacting slowly not impulsively. Simplifying unnecessary tasks until margins become slimmer. No blue lights on phones flashing or distracting any fall into a collapsing coma.
Birds can fly over waves but originate from unseen places. Less tasks and stress in one day. Early to bed now and early to rise like a bird sleeping in a hen house. He catches the worm that is still fast asleep and has energy to become wiser in his ways.
Simplicity is what will be required to live in heaven, I am aware that heaven on earth can exist.
“God holding your hand feel its weight lift yours.”
Sliding away from waves, you sit unclasped and refreshed in your car breathing in sea salty air. Politeness is required, be kind to yourself- A challenge is in your hands to find out what you want to do with your life. Denial will have to go; grief will have to make a home elsewhere not coming straight off the mark with excuses. Putting a drastic foot forward, not petrified or mortified to make a mistake- Putting common sense and yourself first in line in order to see heaven take place on earth, the live show is asking you to buy a ticket and part take in it, in the ultimate journey home.
“Signs in angel feathers found and uncovered- Shaping a gut feeling stouter.”