Traveling Eyes Do See

How did i get here not even knowing how or where what and why but somehow threw so many years i have survived climbing to the top of the food chain even though in the systems eyes i and we are hunted while others struggle and cry instead i flee and jump i fly higher then the scarlet macaw a heavenly demonic demeanor as flames rise from my stiched up wings i break the chains and unlock so many new paths each direction held in the mystic energys of jahs currents echos of a pure laugh once broken but now growing mending colors do bloom as i pray in silence humming machi machi machi clean these festering wounds heartbeats quiver prying infintys light from within my withered hands the feet wich i tread in bare badgered sore from playing hopscotch on hot coals feelings numbed rhythm scorched i keep running as mother earth quakes and shakes this game of chess but in the end its only the begining the awakening pristine memorys which create your learning and being released in this matrix is a neverland like no other rippleing the border of wonderland mixing unsheveling peace balanced in war this trail can no longer blind me it only binds me it wraps comforts and finds meso here i go give a question ask a question but here theres no such thing as dimenision for all is one and one is all i choose to stay in a realm of a perfect vision a perfect flame the words imprint forever the most bueatifull pictures the most cherished life which is freedom a welcomeing to a unfolding story this is my neverland neets wonderland the life of a traveling gypsy
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Written in cabuya costa rica as i sit on a sacred property hearing sounds of howling monkeys and parrots tranceing to the bueatifull waves of the nikkoa pennisula of central america pura vida costa rica listening to bueatifull songs of peia luzzi singing machi machi machi