She Dares?

Has the year almost ended... OR ?

Has a new month, day or dawn, begun?

These blessings and curses! 

Will you rise or will you run?

Presented to you with boundless opportunities!

Are you only using the 5 senses? The 5 whose sole purpose it is to ensure you live another day because you didnt die?

What have you not told yourself?

What questions are you burying from you?

What lies do conjure with a hole in your head with a siren in your lightest blue meant for songs to be sung from the deep rainbow, That is you?

Or? Have you been 'not dying, another. Fucking. Day?

What questions do you yearn for God to laureate?

What jails.and bars do you, yourself appropriate

How can you speak of God, when you cannot hear your own song... how then can God answer you when you are lesser ans lessor till your rivers turn into your dunes.

Softly you strain to a voice whisper... "I know, i know, with all my might... that something outside is just not right"....!? Thats you... thats you! I swear its true. Smiling emoji for those who have devolved  back to pictures from 4000 ages and Pharoahs ago... (Lol)

Have you even met the you that isnt surving or mediokering this 1 life you get, in this now? 

Do you even hear you scream at night... the scream which belongs to be heard and loved... the scream of your heart and mind rife with all you ever needed to be, but where you are not...

If you want to take a a pluck at luck that you duck... then step into yourself. Swim in your pool of sunset and climb your statasphoric ascending 

Divine.

Above and below. Inside or out... how can nothing be new when theres only one you. (there is only one being on this planet like you) shhh, you might hear some good and you might have to move from the salted pillars you wear as a guilded robe.... (smirky emoji)

You are yourself and always to change. 

But i dare you, now. Start playing a game. No matter the players the pieces or prize....

You are a being. So go be... leave the fucking flies.

What you sow

You will reap

What you inflict

You infect

What you bestow

Makes others glow

What you feed your mind and body 

Will seap and leak.

The choice is yours and yours alone. The burden you bear is the blessing you share.

If we all didnt lie to the child bruised inside, the infant will grow and humans become beings and this world and will glow and flow.

Fucking stop consuming what isnt even real... and start the honorable process of feeling what you feel.

You are the question, the research and the key! You are the door, the road and the me.

I dare you. I fucking dare you. And you will not lose!... but what if you win?

Oh Fuck... what if you win.

Dare End (dancing girl, infinty sign, pumped arm, shooting star etc... etcetera!

Once you hear and feel the wheel, start dancing start spinning.... do fucking anything.... just Feel what you feel. And tell your you, your deepest wounds and you will reply with pandoras of excesses of radienr... beautiful and sad and angry you. Because if it comes from inside to out to the eye, God has your favour and your life you will savour.

Thumbs up emoji.... my words are my truth.

My words are me and mine. 

Who the fuck are you. 

Go find out... i fucking dare you!

Andy the Artist

Sunday 14 July 2024, after the Storm.

Andrea Snell