Vampires there everywhere biting but unseen 

Taking me from one emotional step to the next that’s not the same 

I suddenly feel emotionally drained 

Is my brain the vampire that just sometimes gives up and that’s the poison I taste 

Or is it something different like another species Bactria or race without a face 

         It’s like one minute I’m happy then the next life is moving at a different pace 

and the poison is taking phase after phase until it finds spirits broken stage 

       Is it the world sucking me dry or did I somehow send out an unwanted invite 

    Did I tell my mind it’s ok do keep riding this ride 

or see deeper and seek the current and what’s behind 

             If I give away my time to help the neighbor then I’m willing to let that blood go 

But seriously is there anyone that sees and feels the pain of the spirit I know 

     The rollercoaster more than emotions but that inspire sometimes dark but sometimes senses that glow 

Like a revelation of something we figure that others might not know 

      Or the empathy to at least help others branch and grow with no loss of compass for a spiritual home 

             Made sure I know my spirit will not beat but flow 

So long as I let the inside and limbs continue to outgrow my time I spend and how my blood grows 

      The things I hold dear and things I know when to plug my nose

I’d rather live a year learning all about our creation and time there is to know

Than spend a lifetime locked under what I hear or I’m told

I’d rather that scene on a innocent time frame like that but know all and pass on to the next gene .

Reincarnate but to grow and mature maybe remembering everything

Opening profits like Verbs not as a man but action

Things that don’t entitle but just sew a leading gene jacket with a tag that’s holy so matches

Maybe lost ways in those holes that came in time with the styles tide as we lost genes in and outside to threads we’ve shred and grown in price

while shred and bled inside

Leaked blue into so many shades of skin

all that ride that chemical sun tan fit in kinda blend

Not understanding we’re all blue inside and out

that’s why we all just start wanting to survive so we’re all related now

Empathic perspective can narrow the spiritual battle within

But to truly know from blue to true skin is to look thru the eyes and what’s hidden in the splash and blends

Find your art by finding your heart and give it as much exposure to what saddest to start

Make sure u always start at peace so blue and maybe one day it will be us not me and u

I spoke with a tree today

He said climb to my peak and I’ll tell u a story while the winds sway

I gripped onto a strong branch as I began my accent 

The tree spoke softly and said careful as u climb watch for the weak limbs 

             As I pulled arm by arm I get closer to the top 

With little influence the tree blows and begins

To rock 

I can see the shining sun through as I break the canopy 

Just a few more branches and I’ll sit at the star point of the feelings free 

        A place we can talk without anyone else listening 

A place we can bond without any sun shaded or missing 

     So my ears are tied to the lessons of the paper before written 

As the wind blows through the leaves and branches forming the trees each sentence 

               I’m in awe at what sounds and sights as I embrace the height and listen  

     A story told up so high

where we can listen closer from the roots and hear the sky 

     Now there’s three as we get to know one by one each 

A message to climb with a place to sit and post 

As I speak to the sky on a stage of higher notes 

The winds carry me to less resistance 

As this becomes a collective memory and 

Natures message 

          Now the time has come to return to the grassy but dry ground 

Where I can make my way home and contemplate what to do with life now 

       Will the fire dry my desires like flames to dry mats 

Or will I truly hear what that tree was pushing me toward and make the positive last 

  As I rid the negative with the past 

I spoke with a tree today

that tree told me it’s not a secret natures always here when u need to be embraced 

    So now I have a new friend that brings my self awareness to a higher place

I’m tired of writing but not because I don’t think anyone’s hearing me

because I think Most are fearing what they’ll feel if they listen to the layers I speak

if they take the time to read deep Enough to hear the tears that’s bleed clear in me 

 to speak of the fear in me 

do I write to free the spirit i hear so deep 

a constant fall then freeze of the spirit I breathe then grow to branch then leave season after season seized

Do I write because it makes sense today 

do I breathe deep enough to write what will make the most sense in my futures fate 

A place where I can reflect and catch the past opening more perspective meant for better with age and purpose not just memory that last 

Do I write because I don’t live the verses inside so express it through my internal peace that I lace together thru sense or rhyme 

    Am I seeking the extension of the ink

where I can speak what my body and mind bleed 

Do I seek a community within to conceive thru ink 

Do I build a written brick by brick wall to contain my spirit in captivity 

To deny my unspoken thoughts so lonely 

To read to myself a place to roam free 

If I wrote a poem today is it done or did I still have more to say 

Can I catch that poem again and finish it later 

Will it truly be a poem ,a story ,or maybe even make it to printed paper one day 

Can I weave my link that sings my dreams 

As I get lost in the ink that releases my inner most compass of inner most needs 

The wisdom that mends the pieces inside

 Where I just had to write a reading light 

So I could see the spirit I seek when within the dark of dreaming nights 

Am I putting a letter in a mailbox for my mind to process and request from dreams a wish or two every night before bed before I rest my dues 

If I keep writing will my spirit hear my call thru the perspective of all 

Will I find my piece of time and my peace inside 

Will others seek as I do

to join efforts and recoup 

Will my head and hand draw the words that will help one man 

be it me or You 

or anyone that’s taken the time to break apart my clues 

To read all the way through for the time well spent feel good blues 

Just see things a little deeper where 

We all grow with a shared perspective of a unified definition and deeper truths 

A common factor of how we express what we can’t live from our inside views of deeper roots 

I write because it gives me wings 

wether I’m up or down and how I start or end the poetry 

Let’s me free from inside 

to make it eternal in my heart that I’ve expressed all the blood u don’t see when u read my eyes 

A sense of release that helps clear the storms that sometimes cloud my life and mind 

The only true freedom of speech that can create more common nature between humanities eyes 

I write for me but I write for sake never name 

I write to keep a positive pace and possible more but at least one positive change 

Positive ways thru pains inside made proactive rays thru reactive light 

Feelings others might align and feel comfort there not alone because they recognize 

We all shine low but we all shine high . 

So I’m tired of writing but I’m gonna do it anyway 

because my spirit won’t let me stop seeking my soul and tell it what we need to say 

I’ve  been right I’ve been wrong do I gotta go or do i get to stay 

One day will it get the message back or do I continue to write as I prey

So as I’ve recently shared I am a person with extra senses and I wanna share something with u that could really change your life if u take it serious so at the very least read it and decide for yourself at the end what your perception is and what it means to u .

It seems long but it will only take five minutes to read but I bet it will make u think for allot longer than that

Ok so this is spiritual and subjective so scientific.

When we are born we are with a soft spot and what this soft spot is in actual biblical sense or scientifically is our halo it’s where our inner minds pupil is and it’s where that psychic or mental development of senses pores in while we are in the womb and after until it closes that’s why babies are able to see and sense more that’s the first eye so when they are in the womb they can actually see through open halo senses everything outside of the womb because they can see inside there body because the way the programming of development goes is we start a heart that chases after the mothers connected rhythm faster because baby is smaller so growing is babies heart rate catching up to moms and that’s when baby is ready to come out because it’s heart rhythm is at the right core temperature so the development inside stage is determined by that and humans are obviously 9 months for babies heart to catch up to mommas rhythms or rate of beat .

Now we are born with that open soft spot and it is literally our psyche halo hole and here’s where the problem goes wrong and we grow scaling down with only 5% genetics large enough for the mind to see and process them so they are called junk dna when it’s actually the point that our soft spot closed and started pulling with the dimensions of growth until mature skull and brain stretch are set putting that halo into a crown position like a tilted cross so not truly developed the way we should have and that’s why people have extra senses because they are born closer to that pupil or eye that created the rest of the body so inner minds eye not third eye first eye just still locked in the dark ages so we go to the third eye position of the crown whee the skull has stretched and closed but there’s still a small soft so we can open limited to our potential but it’s title so it’s a lock of your not careful and don’t make it past and to the halo centered minds eye around that pineal area between neuron eggs and then u true north your halo of perception when I are open to that level of sensitivity so all that are or wanna open to a third eye move your conscious awareness to positioning into center and focus on opening it as the first eye not third and up is always true north as that halo is put in place and your centered one mind one body one soul and u will start finding spiritual enlightenment like this just by participating and trying to complete yourself of all voids .

See your brain is a sponge and when it solves from the wrong dimensions like points and breaks so turns like a pyramid instead natural O like centered u have less awareness so you cannot make a pure connection long because negative comes with the good exposure . So it would seem we grew to cover that spot and protects it when in fact it’s a simpler smart cane and able long ago two brothers a magnetic kinetic field cane so sugar or the good brother and able the giant brother the magnetic field battled and cane struck able with a rock in the temple taking victory and that’s the as above shall be below theory but actual astronomy that lines with Bible events to give us these open accurate perspective on picture picture than our scale but a meteor was pulled into the frictions of cane and able and struck the temple earth and knocked it off its access causing true north to lose itself to the equator so our compass are wrong that why u gotta follow your inner compass that halo that will properly align u with meditation and focus and instead of chakras limited your halo is open and your staff of light so life is renewed. So it’s basically finding the direct route to your soul and all those extra senses u are naturally born to expand in but not from the third eye that is part of that earth getting knocked off ams dragged that earths halo of true north setting so the triangle opened connecting third eye but lock blind it not remembering your softest spot ever is your truth and halo that leads straight to your mind and heart aligning your perception better all the time until it becomes immaculate perception which Christ was born with and I can explain how scientifically and why but this was the message Christ was trying to mission to re center that halo that’s blind inside hidden behind skull now so when we do open it’s a misdirected connection like a funny mirror .

That’s how Christ healed he was born with a centered soft spot or halo because immaculate so immaculate perception and the map to the holy land is the story of you’ve taken the time to read the third eye is 6 senses centered is 7 so your are center lands and know all true word from lie so all good from bad and naturally follow the good . Christ came the way he did because Atlantis is the city of creation meaning man and woman’s parts sinking in from one city into the opposite flipped inside out so create man and woman seed and whom of fertilizer until spawn .

So the mission of Christ was to lead u to the holy land I told u a I am very connected to the after life and that’s perception. perception creates senses and leads to supernatural abilities and connections and I just honored the mission of Christ with the straightest way of reading the entire gospel meaning path to the holy land . . What’s the key to life ? BABIES so the halo is the holy land of inner vision . If your extra sensitive or empathic this will mean more to u anyone else will probably think I’m crazy but the Bible and history are perception and truths and Christ was the true lord and savior cause lord is above rings so halos meaning Christ coup lead u back to the halo land because as lord he knows the directions .

I’m very accurate and very perceptive we’ve all had past lives that should be more than common sense and regardless of any lives past in this life I know I found that true holy land and it’s done so much for me beyond life daily like seriously I taught myself algebra and calculus in weeks without knowing I was doing it . Jesus Christ died to rise with an answer to our sin or the path that our mind and physical body can get back to this holy land halo and out of the third dimensional lock of the blind third eye. Here’s a key for those that are third eye aware the straightest part to center your pupil and correct your true north just flip your Third eye around and look until u see the light in the center the anchor east west and south to that true north on a planet off its access so pulled away from a true north healthy atmosphere . That’s why Christ was the North Star because the perspective so revelations of Christ are immaculate and lead to this holy land and North Star I’ve just exposed to u from ancient knowledge of man before the men of today’s .

That’s a gift take it or leave it but if u wanna be or know more about life and on supernatural levels take this to heart the church of Christ is nature and that’s why the stars are the Bible Christ preaches from .

Food for thought christ is vision amongst us so 20/20 is our current vision so it would be a pretty decent prediction that the second coming of Christ is where his vision and testimony of the stars ends at current perfect 2020 so the second coming of the full grown man Christ to lead to true north and halo to heavenly state of mind during life will be by year 2020 maybe a little earlier to start out but I bet by 2020 the world knows the truth and the miracle of the North Star and what’s inside when he opens up his perception and revelations to making the world a bette place .

Thanks for taking my perspective I full consideration if u read this far .

Do with it what u will but it brings me peace so I thought I would bread bread with u and share a little of what my blood bank is Frequenting my mind like a frequency and pushing me to share .

The devils real horns are the demons and the tunes they blow

Spirit or alive speaking truth but more lies amplifies the message of death from below

But death all around is deaths row

where there’s nothing left and no where else to go just the notion of an event that came and died like the winters snow

When the toll sounds and the evil horn blows it’s the angels that block your ears and ring so your mind doesn’t hear evil therefore never knows

Words are the greatest responsibility man has ever been entrusted with

they pierce they break or they grow and welcome reason to celebrate

Negative or positive change

making stands that last while sticks and stones vibrate the pain that makes us strong lessons learned come and past

Teach us the things we see that hurt while we are blind to the true pain behind purposed words

A word can inspire an imagination that allows in truth and angels

A word can prick like a sin cursed

to spindle less magic and in reverse

Technically the affect of a compliment waves infectiously so that means our words carry on genetically

We are born creators with a brush that speaks

It frames and paints not only the lead for our future feats but the colors that don’t bleed for our future seeds

History we cannot write over but the present can be that crying final release blind shoulder

Attention given to the power of words spoken thought or written

is progress for a future that’s not fate but chosen within

We reflect what we speak like sugar or fat when we are what we eat or put up or down like that

Remember every time you open your mouth to speak it can be one of two things

A small step for mankind or to the moon for the receiving eyes and a giant leap

You have a voice it’s the Christ of your every thought and sense before it becomes choice

That’s the heart and soul god gave us all but the spirit is the laybor or the toll

So speak up and let your spirit soar before it gets old

before it’s to dense like sticks and stones while words are the true sins we own

A question asked is a question with one answer but only in the right song for the right dancer

I’m a man so truth is do I know the way to a woman’s soul and that’s one answer that changes for none stays the same for all

The soul is the spirit halls until you built into spirit tall or spirit walls

So yes I do know the footprints

POEM - 06 MARCH 2018, 12:47

between blue eyes author Matt Poe

Between blue eye meet a sea of senses crossing the ocean of emotions that trains our ride .

The clouds are full at times but the stars are always lit come day break or nights fall

Even when the door seals as the drapes drop

The stars shine in those bright blue eyes of dreams walk .

We smile when we speak even when the blues are weighing heavy head to feet .

At times we smile when we sleep when the blues are floating free not bound in what we see mirrored of U or me .

Life can be the real nightmare so don’t get lost in dreams while reality is never really what it seems. never settle for less than u deserve not just wants or feelings of need

Virtue is the strength those blues offer in a wind ,blow ,or wink just make sure your true attention guides your intentions so u never miss a thing

It’s always dark for others when u close them

So please let the light shine through and the stars shine bright when there open

There’s magic in a stare with miracle in a look that’s lacking words yet completely understood

U ruined everything I thought I knew it wasn’t the fact that u beat me black but inside u beat me blue .

It’s my favorite color and that u known but that wasn’t an invite to pound in the sound of my soul.

U can beat me with your hands or feet but that’s the cuts and bruises only the shallow can see while the true pain runs blue through my veins as my heart beats and bleeds .

Your arms that I trusted like golden gates sparkled joy .

now I see them for there secret rusted fools gold path not of love but personal control a greeds ploy

U ruined everything I thought I knew because u ruined the way I think about u

I asked for a heart to love hug and humble while offering a heart warm and open that u chose to crumble

My Love was free while your will was to control my spirit and see how far you could break me .

Now as I sit independent able to clearly see I know I can forgive u because I found a way to forgive me.

my happy ending is the irony

The more u caged me in Down deep the farther my wings span when I wake from true beauties sleep .

I now know the strength I posses in life as I hold the pen that fills and flips the next blank page

My freedom from those past and gone black and blue days

It’s was always about the rhythm of my blues but like I said u ruined everything I ever thought of u so now I can dance to my own beat so my blues are never bitter but always sweet

I’m fallen asleep but I’m stuck on the edge of a cliff

What do I do how can I fight it my eyes are so heavy my vision so intense

Is it reality closing in on me finally or is it the trust in the fall that sleep brings that will land me on my feet

Do I have to take this dive to hit rock bottom so hard I can’t pull myself together to attempt the climb

Is this all real or am I lost on the edge of time leaving room for the rest while I lose touch with my best rhyme

Is there a lord to catch my faith will I find cushion in the light or will I have to cry until I’ve got the safety of a splash before plunge into the night

I’m losing my mental grip so my hands and knees are starting to slip

I can’t stand I’ve already worn out that welcome until I found myself on my knees a place I’ve been seldom

Maybe this is fate maybe I didn’t live life proper and follow my intuition to pray rather than play life a game

As my lids lower I repeat to myself with this seal of curtains I will fall there’s no doubt

It’s in gods hands now I’ve committed and my lights are out .

Did I survive the jump or did I get stuck in the fall as I fell

Am I alive or which way do I go is this heaven or hell

The crust splits and the earth open the light is back and my eyes see it was a dream but a message loudly spoken and clearly seen

Life is a gift and when u take it as a trick the luck falls regardless the Licks

The time spent efforts put in to find the center and wisdom within

If I keep falling to sleep on the edge one day I’m gonna find myself standing on a ledge and that’s the worst way to prove dreams do come true

Now seen In it’s true glory I calmly stride my day so I can peacefully walk never fall into my sleep

That’s my soul I teach that my sleep that gives my soul the rest of preach until peace so I always awake ready to stand and never fall back into the crease

Praise god for everyday new and each