Who are They?

Haha, we’re all going to escape folks, sound good?

And no, I haven’t done my chores yet, lol. Just wrote this –
– Who are They?-
We are the aliens
poked, sliced, tasted
and spewed
Ivory dust
for stronger “awareness”
Wild heads pinned
to a wall
We are nature
but wrong
We are life
but dying
The aliens.

C. Villeneuve

Paths

 

For empaths, psychopaths, wrong paths, the less-traveled paths, passed out on the paths, escaping down the paths, being led down the garden paths, off the beaten paths, all paths, You know, I find music helps.

Although many “spellcasting”, psychic attackers, parasites, and vampires, use music, still, music is throughout the ever expanding cosmos. It is rhythm, sound, and vibration. It is also breath and passion, desire to be, express, and travel along with cosmic flow.

That is something infinite, with countless possibilities. You can reach to anywhere and still be here. Do you know that even if a giant rock hit the planet Earth and sent it into a million shards throughout the cosmos, each one of those shards contains all of the elements required to begin a new planet Earth?

Oh, and each one of those shards, particles, is singing.

C. Villeneuve

Turning

Sorry for the infrequency of my posts, folks. I’ve been evolving, evolving, evolving.