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I AM.

It's my birthday today.

Happy birth day, to me.

I am thinking of the things I am, today.

I Am grateful.

I Am feeling like I'm really moving in the right direction.

I Am love, and I find love in so many places.

I Am trusting life.

I Am fluid.

I Am creative.

I Am making my opportunities.

I Am in motion.

I Am in motion.

I Am expanding.

I Am expanding my mind.

I have love for all of you.

Trust life.

See the bigger picture.

Serve Yourself first as the Master.

Ride the wave and give out Love.

So it will find it's way back to you.

Magic is something you make.

Love love love.

Yours truly.

M.

power

Language is power, and language is sex and seduction.
It's sensual and mysterious, and crystal clear.
Language is intelligence, and keys to locked doors.
And language is the road, and the heritage and the trail back.

Language is age and era, language is decadence.
Language is full, it's dry, and true and false.
Language is rich and poor, it's blood, sweat and magic.

Master language and you'll master magic.

Yours truly.
M.


From a poem by Jeffrey McDaniel.

say my name

At some point in my life, I want someone to throw a ball, for me. (By ball, I do not mean a basket ball. I mean, a ball, a dance, a party. Could be a masquerade. That would be so much fun.)
I don't really mind the occasion, I don't think there has to be a big occasion for people to want to throw dances and dance with masks on.

And a waltz, in itself. Such a brilliantly ominous and/or seductive form. (And i think it often doesn't get the credit it deserves.) I would like to waltz. But to good waltzes, I shall post some later, not the flippant kind. This doesn't mean flippant isn't good, just it could be so much better in my books.

Devil's ball.
M.