The Agreement Within

 



you and I must always agree in mind.

all takes place within thee,

all characters live in me, to mine greatly.

sow in you, conceiving breathing reed create story,

making it allowing fit the ideal pattern self.

knowing my conscious is reality,

believing what I want till be.

being faithful, to thy full feeling smiling. 

winning dominating great genius me, who loving assumption. 

living, acting, singing, thinking,  beautifully you.

certain being I,

always making fitting creating ideal loving pattern.

perfect impression. 

You and I, we.
must first agree in mind joyfully loving all kind,

for all takes place within thee.

Every character
walks through rooms in me,
wearing some thought
I once gave name now fame.

Sowing conceiving gratefully.

 breathing through reed imagination,

poundings creation, becomings musical.

story rending rounds,
toward thy ideal pattern sounds,
herein, I have chosen for myself.

Oh consciousness is a pun the stage.

Assumption scrites the scene.

Feelings givings color.

Faithfulness keeps the curtain raised,
until my inner play.
steps outward.
wearing reality.

Sowing, I remain fulfilling feeling

smiling, winning, masterfully,

great genius me.

loving the assumption

the life is imagining me.

I live it. Act it. Sing it.

Thinking it beautifully.

Certain being I,

pressing upon seducing each moment
kissings lovings patterns.

oh what I know, myself to be.

in creation before consciousness,

receives my son impression

currency returns it

perfectly fitting

electrically mind

hue first loved it you.

pretty being art baby blue









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