Lips of Indigo

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time is an illusion and Déjà vu a source memory

that develops from stillness captured.,

now is the moment that is being recreated…..

We humans live to procreate to better our existence….

Perhaps in a selfish manner or perhaps because of our innate desires

To fulfill our programs.

This loneliness we encounter (now and then)

We embed  ourselves in screentime..passing the moments

Of our mundane existence…

I try to…escape,   

maybe.. leaping into timbres that leave me breathless,

Lips of Indigo… connections of lightning..Love?

there is no word that can describe this juncture..

I meditate myself to sleep…hoping my subconscious will find a way

-Tamara Kachelmeier

The truth of the matter is that you already have the answers; you’re just getting in your own way.-Henri Junttila

OVERTONES

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I dream in overtones, seeking persistence,
visions, moments of clarity
where I am no longer lost at sea.....
embracing lucid flashes
constructed by my innate desires
to fulfill my subconscious realities.......

In The spells of the evening,
I descend out of this encompassing loop,
rewinding to the days of snow covered innocence, and velvet songs of sweet
endearments

-Tamarazara

“I am free and that is why I am lost” -Kafka

Photo by Tamarazara

scars

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Will you love me forever and make memories of our days in the sun,
And play pleasant frequencies, and let the truth run in anthem?
Will  you hold the fragile, when moments come back from traumatic bygones?

Cause scars last forever and you'll never see the damage done.
Your embrace lets the fear come undone.
Struggle to be loved.

Locating peace in recollection.....takes time....here...and again...and again...
and again...and again...... and again... and again.......

Will you love me here? While I'm finding security.
Whisper the words, Your crucial and vital to me.

For the ropes come undone..my heart turns a bright crimson.

And I become unburdened and free....freee. freeeeee.....

Will you love me unconditionally?

Written/Performed by Tammy Kay
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“I awoke at dawn, thrown up on a rock, the skeleton of a ship choked in its own sails.”-Anais Nin