Of course🙅 no fly’s on me when experience lets you see with clear eyes and a smile all that’s inside, changes and movements you see, much clearer what hides,  who resides, who shows the most of the host of the ghost, who’s real, who’s fake, who’s making, who’s taking, who’s giving, who’s recieving, who’s pleasing, or deceiving?  I’ve looked and I shook. Who do I see when the mirror reflects to me, do I really see the inside of me.

Was Denial the key for me to see, how fucked up life was for me, with the word love at its core, so lightly used that word from the pure.

It wasn’t mighty it was frighty said sprightly to anyone of use, who’s needs did it feed in the loosh?

Hurt pain suffering was all it could do, it didn’t know how to love true, taking and taking till it stopped faking, to reveal the true inside it no longer could hide..🌟💛🤗❤️