Science matter of factly, says - Consciousness doth not exist &/Yet - Twas consciousness that gave rise to scientific skies All taking place in: The mindSuch a magnificent machine The mind Somehow able & Capable. Of studying it’s own Design *** Cipher Poems ***  

Baby come hereLet me whisper in your earLet's do thingsNaughty thingsThings that will make your mother have nightmaresThings that make the priest say a prayer, but still stareCome here babyWe have the whole nightLet's start this off slowI can...

Real A dark ship on a dark night of soul Suddenly alight with Lights. Music starting to play Shadows beginning to sway Every soul having a Say. Vibrating into The skies. Everyone dies but But now everyone lives with daily rations of Passion. Breaking through ceilings with Thoughts & Feelings. To think to feel To be: Real ***Cipher Poems ***  

Take me as the sun risesWhen the night discards meWhen the mind is between worldsWhen the moment comes, I will feel you, it will be the endTake me at noonThe heat scorches the fleshBeads of sweat trickle down to...