Poetic prophecies as probabilities of possibilities

For+give+ness through all

is love of the fall.

Seasons change.

Peace is

together,

we can turn

a page.

a youniverse of one

is a world of fun.

Sometimes the sweet thing about surrender is that we see through every thing so much that our eyes disappear, too.

Sometimes the sweetness is all about being nothing and feeling every thing.

Sometimes sweetness is saying maybe about everything and yes about nothing.

Some times sweetness is a flow to a fantasee level;

some times sweetness is half you; half me.

May you Be Your Selfie+

& Go Where You Grow.

Angels:

People to build the b's.

People to heal the guilt.

People to set the scene.

A self to activate the be+ing.

Teams:

Where beauty is built,

brilliance is born.

Where stories are constructed.

buildings arise.

Where dreams are designed,

angels can survive.

Scene:

I asked to go back to heaven

we were all striving for.

Every1 laughed and closed

the door.

I saw my self

true

to me.

I fixed the doors

for you to be free.

Even designed the hell

for you to ring the bell.

Angels are at your service;

wish every one well.

Reflect:

Are you an expert at you?

he. he. who knew.

Be an expert at the New.

Design all of the you's.

Self portraits began

as glory of self.

It began with

the reflection

your wellth.

Commas:

Why do people argue about the concept of the matrix?

Isn't it amazeing that the idea of one

became a production

for fun.

Merror:

The ritz is glitz

& what a sight to see.

Design your selves

through the

worth of me.

Playce:

Switch the coaching careers

through the kid+ing.

Shift the prophecies

through pure profits.

Love is the drug,

reviving play

from the start.

Revive:

We don't escape

BE+ings.

We survive

stories.

Shockra:

Bodies

sleep through choice.

Gods

awaken through voice.

Clouds:

Heavenly hospitals

heal people.

Innocent hearts

hear people.

and blessings

belong through

a11.

Pill of will:

God makes perfection with ease.