Monthly Archives: March 2017

Fairies vs. Death

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In the midst of Water Lillies and Fairies, lay a tender heart, her heart, his heart, pumping hearts of life and death….

Breath can stop,

The mind can falter,

Lunacy can fall on 

your lap,

Death.

As Water Lillies and Fairies flow through the sparkled night,

oblivious of night skies of death.

Stone sober, she can eminate the liking of his faltered soul, or can she?

Idea-driven is she, punching, screeming vocals of feminist rock, until the last flickering light dims,

Death.

Can you go crazy while staying sane? Can we stay sane while going mad? In our bleak world, this is the visual she allows as she rocks those vocals toward every fuck in the world,

Death.

Erect, full of laughter, she picks a Water Lilly and hands it to every dead body as she smiles at each living Fairy,

Alive.

Fairies exist and so does death, Water Lillies breath as do we, life emanates as much as we choose,

Choose well my fair weathered friend…

Choose well….

-Cami*Star

2017

Picture taken from “fairiesandfantasy.com”

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~Keep Moving~

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~Keep Moving~

Jet fueling

Heavens above

Dirt below

Eyes in a haze

Across the maze

~Keep Moving~

Life is ajar

Never too far

Tars of afar

Spars are spars

~Keep Moving~

Fixed motions

Never stopped

Take that pop

Drink up 

Then mop

~Keep Moving~

Shifting

Oscillating

Wavering

We are forever 

in a state of

Movement.

-Cami-Star 2017

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A Beautiful Mess

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​To advance in life is to let go. It is to be conscious. It is to be spiritually awake. It is to love yourself. It is to be open to life’s challenges. It is to smell the roses. It is to see the sun. It is to have knowledge. Knowledge is truth. Truth is awakening. 

When your inner spirits awaken, your soul awakens. It is a beautiful mess. It is seeing your garbage. It is seeing your own hate. It is a acknowledging your mess. It is throwing out the garbage. It is cleaning your inner house. It is crawling out of the dark shadows and walking into the light. 

It is a beautiful mess. 

It is releasing your inner toxins by crying it out. It is sweating out your negative particles. It is enduring the inner pain to feel renewal. It is walking out your demons. 

It is renewal. 

It is life.

It is your life. 

It is your beautiful mess ❤

Namaste. 

Wrapped Souls.

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My soul is wrapped around you; twined, tightened, never to rip, 

My soul is within yours, breathing, loving, swimming alongside.

Two beautiful souls whom are magnetized.

Tightened ropes may age, they may fringe or burn from el sol, but those two entwined,

until…

Death

      Do

            Them

                      Part