Date Night

Moon to thee, I see

Trees to breeze, they seize

Colored skies, a guise

Downward smile, beguiles

Light and dark, do spark

Brains and brawn, carry on

Images of Me

We all carry different shades and have different powers as these variations come into fruition. The tattoos and scars we carry tell us the story of our lives. They call out the successes an failures. They call out the hopes and dreams. The call out the nightmares and horrors. They call out to us because they are us.

One tribe.

One love.

One people.

One blood.

Evolution is taking place in the hidden places. Knowledge is being passed down from parent to child. The population is rippling with energy and potential that is untapped. Tuning into that energy is going to be the key to breaking through the barriers that are set in place.