Fuck you 'reality'. I've dealt with you before. I create my own reality, do I want less or more? Goddess or Whore? More or less What you feel is what you get, so feel love I guess. I remember university, they said it was a pity. "Just wait until you graduate, cos 'real life' is so shitty." They might have been right, at least for a couple of years, Keeping up with my peers, and drinking vodka n beers. Then I said "fuck you 'reality'.", and went on my way. I took a leap of faith and I started to play. Follow your bliss, and do it day after day. "Go west and seek your fortune" apparently they used to say. I followed my heart and my I-Ching reading and my fortune was love Unconditional, from below, around and above. Love from the Earth, my friends, the plants and the sun. Gratitude, appreciation and copious amounts of fun. Then the Shield Knight and Bard went searching for his Holy Grail. True Love and he met pitfalls common to every male, Heartbreak, and heartache, and solitary confinement 'Time to meditate', I guess I needed refinement. My patience was tested, so was my lust, I tasted defeat and for a while my trust In the synchroflow was broken, holding back the tears and chokin' "I SERVED YOU, I WORKED FOR LOVE AND NOW YOU'RE PROVOKIN'?!" But it was all in the ebb and I heard what the Moon said, I knew why the crows had abandoned me and left me for dead. I knew where I was needed and it was not chasing my Holy Grail If I was working for The MOST HIGH I could never fail. Work for the planet with energy from the sunlight, That's the kind of love that delivers men from the gunfight. So I reevaluate, that's right I succeeded, In becoming my own fucking HERO! You didn't misread it. I'll continue to defy logic and act a bit nutty Hide my pain from the profane and be ever so lucky. The shoulders of Angels might be wet with my tears But like the archetypes of Christ I want to face my fears. If the Holy Grail is to be found, it's certainly not by looking. Keep doing what you feel is right even if Hell's not cooking And right are wrong are subjective, just because it FEELS right. Reality will cause no pain when it tries to strike. If I create my own reality my higher self was a drama queen, I'm ready for 'happily ever after' now, oh what a dream. Fuck you 'reality', like being pissed off 9 to 5 For 5 days a week is any kind of life. Fuck you 'reality', like government handouts Aren't disempowering, renunciation wins hands down. Fuck you 'reality', like reality TV Ain't edited for drama to make you believe. Fuck you 'reality', like of course she is another me. Holographic reflection, a sister in love with me. Love my reality - because my reality Is one love unconditional interdimensional family. Love my reality, some people get free rent I felt so guilty about my talent that I attracted mistreatment. Love my reality, some people love their jobs, Some people get paid to write about forgotten 'Gods'. Love my reality, some love government handouts, They stole from us for years, but some thefts still stand out. Love my reality, I create my own reality, Kin 23, my night is Blue and Planetary. Love my reality, I'm always where I need to be The divine will shine from within for all who didn't believe in me. From Zeitgeist to Esoteric Agenda A truth is being told - two less things on my agenda. I still can't resist an "I told you so" because I was pissed Off throughout my teens for talking all about this. Civil Liberties disappearing and my so called friends were sneering When it came to telling truth it felt like only I was daring. Arrogant? Yes. But I was also depressed. Now my reality is Angels who also see this mess. I was chasing the Holy Grail like a Templar Knight To wake up next to someone who loves me, and holds me tight. Fuck you. I don't need mobile phones and microphones I need megaphones like Alex Jones. I'll be laughing all the way to the bank but when it crumbles I'll be dancing on the rubble... and doing the skank. (skanking) Reality Strikes? Well I strike right back with Love. You don't exist in my reality if you don't like that. Thank the Supreme Almighty that resides within and without That's what attracts me, not your grin, nor your pout. From the mountains of Tibet to the mountains of Vancouver It's your decision to see yourself as winner or loser. ...Or as the referee... or as the umpire. Water, Air, Earth, and bu'n Fire. Synchronicity provides my path and I expect a miracle Whether it's more wonga or a tantric hottie... So I'm not looking for the Holy Grail, I'm waiting for it. Whether it's my life buddy or my light body... (both) My reality doesn't strike... It strokes me on my head and asks me if I'm alright. My reality doesn't strike... It strokes me on my head and asks me if I'm alright. Yes. I am now. Breath in love and energy and breath out love and appreciation, all day every day, pushing weights or pushing pens because love loves love. Loves it. Ever so fucking much. Breath in love and energy and breath out love and appreciation, yes, I'm alright. One day, when I'm no longer a bridge between the spiritual and the urban, one day when there is no urban or spiritual, one day when we are all a rainbow bridge. One day, regardless of whether I am eating raw cacao or unhealthy Cadbury's chocolate, whether I am at a rainbow gathering or in a filthy squat, whether I am by your side or on the other side, it will be obvious to all that I feel more than I can express, that I am more powerful than I can currently conceive, and yet I'm merely another you. In'lakech