The Watcher

                                           The Watcher
by Stormm


The Watcher drifts intently, hands firmly clasped behind back, suspended

in geospace. Navigates and adapts to this wild frontier of gaseous layers,

tidal surfing the vague border between atmosphere and outer space. In the

roaring silence it probes deep, extends a multitude of paranormal feelers,

gathers intel.

"What if only I remain?" ponders the scout. "Even the very powerful

grow tense, gasping more anxious breaths, fear what this duration portents.

The panic driven Machine estimates and ensuing stat tabs spit out endless

probables, update outcomes to my bold quest.



The longer I dwell in orbit the more fortune changes hands."


Accessing pure uncut sense data amongst the epic presence of planets,

stars and satellites. A patient invulnerable fallen angel, gathers personal

experiences from the various life forms below. Ramiel with sentient majestic

curly violet dreadlocks, unceasingly sieves the electromagnetic spectrum.



Thick billowing coils of exteriorized nerves pulse attentively, sifting

telepathic signals via entire populations. Unconscious memories and

impressions are combed for traces, however minute. Quick filters the

heaviest vibes, honing in with visceral conviction on more specific locales.

Pauses, completely still and sensitive, crouching upon the world sphere...

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Lightness

                                                 Lightness
by Stormm



I float on thin air, walk the soft clouds, high above mountains and trees,

glide effortlessly. Propelled by sheer will power, moving throughout space.

Drift forwards and backwards with elevated strides, turning around, calmly

maneuver the skies.


Smooth instant levitation over sleek orange twilight sun shade glass towers.

Buoyant alongside trains, planes, helicopters and satellites. Hover past deluxe

pale grey transparent glass condos, vine climbing crisp rectangular balconies.


Suspended outside spacious apartments, applauding a gorgeous green lady's

sinuous dance. Generous thick lips smile mischievously, head tilts back as

long stinger darts out.


Pelvis gyrates, tail wags, she evokes webbed palms to heart extending scaly

arms. Undulating hips in synch with erotic hypnotic music. Steamy incense

rising perspiration drenched exotic bodies ride the waves, hug groin to groin,

winding like snakes...

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My First Ghost

                                               My First Ghost
by Stormm


I saw my first ghost when I was seven years old. A duppy in the form 


of my father's father, it was trying to strangle my mother. We spent 


many night's after that fighting spiritual wickedness and negative 


entities in Kingston Jamaica. 




There were always two bats on the living room wall, the white one 


was my mother's father, they would spend the nights staring each 


other down. Sometimes my uncle would set aflame the the black bat, 


but it would still return the next night. 




Years later some friends in Toronto would say "it only works if you


believe, it's the power of suggestion" etc... But I realize now we're


all eternal spirits, manifesting on endlessly evolving dimensions. 


In intertwining and overlapping levels of existence, infinite realms 


within realms, worlds without end...

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Musical Interlude

                                              Musical Interlude
by Stormm


Confusion is the moment we begin 2 become aware, there's something

we're about / afraid 2 understand...



"It's just a phase. No headlights, the Purple H-a-ze."



Wait a minute. S-a-y whaat? "What in the world are they talking about?"



Whoa! I'm getting ahead a myself. Let me take U back 2 when it all began...

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Moonday

                                                   Moonday
by Stormm


Monday, Mawu, Al-Lat (The Goddess), Diana or Luna. Mami Wata  


"the more than beautiful" mermaid, Mut primordial waters of the cosmos.

Aset (Isis) is "Great Lady of Magic, Stella Maris (Star of the Sea)."

Artemis carries a bow and arrows, young Po holds a rabbit, Yohaualticetl

is "Lady of The Night."


Selene rides a silver chariot, windblown veil above her head like the

arching canopy of sky. Nanna/Sin with flowing lapis lazuli beard, astride a

winged bull, Tecciztecatl old rabbit "man-on-the moon."

Khonsu (Pathfinder) travels across the night sky, Iah (Yah/Jah) means 


"moon" in Kemet, Chandra is "shining." Yemoja "Mother whose children

are like fish," owner of all the waters, dresses in blue satin, a beaded veil

over her face. 

"Mambo" La Sirene appears in dreams, revealing the mysteries of the deep.

Yemaya "Queen of the Ocean" is sent gifts in wooden toy boats, for her,

small offerings of flowers and floating candles are carried out to sea...


representing the Third Eye Chakra: Ajna "Guru's Command; Unlimited

Power; Beyond Knowledge;" Waking Consciousness, Mind, Insight.

It is blocked by Illusion...

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Perfect Day

                                             Perfect Day
by Stormm


I am dreaming of a perfect day, relax down by the shore. Water flows

and ebbs over sand, lands splash foamy clear.


Tongues lapping pebbles, wood, feet, sail gently along the sloping beach.

Steady roar echo ocean currents, swell up waves recede out and away.


A pure lively ambience of distant smashing rocks, jutting relentless high

tidal surges.


It's afternoon sunny now, peach lawn chair palm trees. Hot sand cold

drink in hand, seashells empty and clean.


Wind overhead anchor bamboo kites, whole bodies airborne, surf silky

blue skies...

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