Creative Tendencies

The Diary of a Warrior Princess

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The Death of Dreary

It is finished forever now.

Your dreary, down, disbelief

Is out the window in a puff of smoke

Follow the trail to truly see

The breath of life that smote

All the drama, the unnecessary pain

Get it out, clean the stains

Purify, dance it out

Get the blood pumping through your veins

Breathe, smile, laugh, surprise

You can’t tear me down, I’m a mile high

Off the ground

It is finished now.

I’m allergic to your negativity

Lets shake hands, make some energy

I’m deaf to interruptions, inhibitions,

Hate fears and lame to lamentations,

Throw your hands up

Throw em down

Notice those around you still breathing

Still living, alive, moving, exceeding,

Aren’t you sick of your insides?

Look out to the people who are leaving

Blink of eye

Better watch out or it’ll pass by

No its not easy

But its dreamy

Breezy baby

Capture love in a cup

And let everyone drink

See her in the corner?

Extend your hand

Know her name

Ask her what she thinks

A smile is a powerful thing

Love love love

Even when its tough

Love never fails, love is the winner

Don’t let anyone tell you different

Don’t listen to liars

Face no with an ecstatic electricity

Jump for joy

Smile, befriend, learn,

Swim, dance, dream, yearn,

Your heart is beating every second for a reason

Use it baby don’t stop while your breathin. Inhale, exhale, reach for the sky. Don’t just sit back and let it go by. Hit the ground running for flight. Find a need, fill a need. Be there Take care. Give love and love you will receive. Live for something bigger. Than you.



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The Artist.

A girl who is searching for vocation. Her calling. A girl who plays make believe. In the depths of her stories she becomes herself. The fairy. The pirate. The ballerina. The detective. The writer. Dreaming is her destiny. She cannot stop even for a moment. When the world tries to squash her imagination, her spirit somehow escapes through the bars of conformity’s prison, out from under the slave master’s colossus boot.

She ascends to a mountaintop on the wings of a guitar riff. She is swept away on the backs of soundwaves. Soaring with wings the color of golden honey, the sound of love playing in her ears, visions of perfect wonder behind her eyes. Beating in her pulse. Music is a magical thing. It moves her feet. Flutters her heart. Reveals beauty through the eyelet of a camera lens. In the wind that lifts the leaves of the once still trees. Music and imagination are the magics that cause a dreamer to become an artist.

Can the magic of an artist ever really leave? Can it be squashed out? Stifled. Suffocated. Crushed. Pushed down. Buried by money and duties and dirtiness. By smog. By boxes. By traffic lights. By rigidness. By apathy. By lines to color inside. By quitting. By time. By age.

It may fly for freedom. For a time. But you can never kill it. She is immortal. She is a spirit that flies on the backs of soundwaves. You cannot peirce her heart. Ony revel her up. Stir her in the wind. Egg her on. Build her up. Catch her flying starstream comet’s tail in a blur as she whizes by. Watch her fly. Realize. A true artist never dies.

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Harmonious Reverie

Haven’t seen the sun for a few days
Under a canopy of your heavenly rays
The rain cascades down the lanes today
Drips like the syllables from my lips to say
How I wish to kiss your face
In the sun, in the rain, in the dark, in the day

Tunnels and valleys, hills and high rises
Flow from you like ribbon wrapped presents
Of all the evidence and presupposed dreams
The message you sent in love letters to read


Need to breath your oxygen please
Can’t say thank you enough you see
You are the one that created us
Blessings, refinement, love to trust
Providence brings a glory to your name
Hold tight to you because you provide
Because you are the Alpha, Omega, Divine
You entered the world far from fame
Those hands that hold the world create
So much more than I ever could
God you are good, so good.

Notes and strings and pretty things
That go together in perfect harmony
Every organ inside that fits perfectly
How the fabric of the universe flows
Its perfect design in your image shows
All be yours and in you and of you
And for you and with you and by you
From a heart of stone to a heart flesh
You make me new, cleanse me fresh
Spirit inside rejoice in rapturous love
When beauty and grace comes to mind
You’re the one I think of.


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Heart Shaped.

I still believe in the things that God made.
People can’t remember
But it was real
I remember the light
Textbooks and pessimists
Lie


I believe in miracles
I believe in choices
I am not a robot
But I am not without blame
I understand that there are things
I just can’t gain
He gives me grace


And love.
I believe
In the grace that He gave
That he loves us more than anything

I believe He loves with a love that we can’t understand
That we feel in the wind
In the baby’s smile
In the mother’s arms
In the magic that exists in every heart touched
The fire that starts
The blood that runs through us
Towards Him

I have proof in the sun
Proof in the rain
Proof in the laughter
Proof in the pain

Give it everything you’ve got
Give it everything you’ve got
You can’t do enough good works to match His glory
But give him everything He deserves
Your Love, Your Life,
Your Love. Your Life
Its a relationship
It’s a Love
Let the Joy spread
Make it contagious
Infect others with it
Til its plagued the earth with purity
With cleansed spirits
Finally free


Can’t change the sin
Can’t be saved without Him
can’t get to the place
He wants me to be
Without him

But his blood has washed my sin away
His love that was infinitely stronger than anything
My eyes cry
my heart beats
My words reach his ears
I love you

I love you

Lets be
Lets be
Lets be
Together

Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes
What can I say?
It has been forgiven
Every day

Kick up the dirt
Mud bath
God has made me clean
In sparkling white
I am being prepared for Him.

Draw close, God you’re the only One
God you are the only God
I follow

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Trickles of light
Fill up this place
Glinting on the corners
Little trace
Of it once
Lost in a dream
Magic flakes
Pivoting through the air like tiny particles
That are left behind


The wind is whistling past me now
Fluttering the edges of these feathers
Stationed
Soft edges
It comes fast and then its gone
And I am still not swept up in the wind’s arms
Sunshine wont you take me now
Let me rise up to your heavenly house
In the clouds

Can’t move
Can’t breathe
Can’t find the words to say
The thoughts to think
Save for the sky
And the Heavenly One
Bring me closer
Oh please.

Suffocate
Lose my place
Get off get out
I’ll rip you off
I’ll spit you out
Of my gagged mouth
I’m on a mission, I have a journey
Footsteps to follow
Adventures to complete

Untie these chains
God lift these wings
Let the wind roar past me now, so fast I can’t cling tight somehow
Break the lock
Where is the key?
Open up
The magic
It’s flying away from me!

Let me fly
Higher and higher
Let me graze the sky
Padlocks cracked
Arms released
I’m running now
Exit the chamber
Bullet from a gun
Legs work until
They take me to the sun

I see you now
I see your face
You’re somehow closer now
Like you never left in the first place
I’m sorry I doubted
I was worried

Together forever
United we are
Cant drift from you now
I’ll drink from your streams
I’ll breathe in your life
I’m never getting that far.

You said, “Love you’re alive.”
“LIVE.”

I said. “Thank you
for the life and the love you give.”

Trickling light flutters past my eye
Birds in the sky
That remind me of flight.
And what that feels like.
Magic is everywhere.
Don’t think that its not.
Don’t doubt in the depths
Thinking everything lost.

The magic is stronger.
She can’t be quenched out
A flame that burns so bright
Light that can’t be doused
Verily verily
Cling to it now
The greatest thing you can do
Is love somehow
And don’t stop.
Don’t stop.

On his wings you can’t fall
But you touch the ground
You touch little lights
In the hearts of each
Broken statues all around
Move them in ways
They never thought they could move
Smooth out the concrete
Turn it to melted honey
On the back of an Eagle
He’ll tell you what to do
Listen and love
Love with everything you have
The broken will be healed through Him
You will be the hands and feet
Trust

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Open Up the Window

Open up the window. Let the sun come streaming in. Open up the glass. Break it if you have to. Let the breeze wash over my face. Open up the door.

I’m going to start running until I reach the countryside. I want to run over grassy fields with the heavens opened up the me above, the clouds bursting with heavenly light. The golden fields for miles in every direction. I want to run to the ocean and feel the sand under my feet, still running until I collapse on my knees into the rippling water.

I want to climb to the very tip top of a mountainous rock and sing over the sea. I want to be as high as the birds get to be. See them flying so high. That should be me. With the wind under my wings. I will soar and not look back. I will fly.

And maybe if I sing loud enough, my voice will rise up out of the atmosphere right into the heavens. Maybe God will hear me.

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The Day After Yesterday

I awoke but my eyes stayed pleasantly closed. A bird fluttered past my window with the soft morning light trickling in, the blue blue sky peeping through. Sunny disposition filled me, curiously, in between the fluffy sheets caressing my skin. I lay there and thought. I think. Its the Day After Yesterday. Its Today.

I often wonder about my future, and in the midst of my wondering I find myself imagining many possibilities. What could happen? Where might I be in the next few months? I remember all the months that past and how I never knew such things would happen to me. But now they are over and a new beginning is come. A new day. I think of all the things I cannot dream because the future keeps secrets from me.

Is this fun? Not knowing what will happen tomorrow. I peel back the first few layers of the sheets over my legs.Yawn and stretch my arms as I lean forward and swing my legs over the edge. But I let my feet dangle. My feet bounce in colorful socks.

Today is the day I dont have a single duty. I have nothing to do. Saturday is a blessing from above. A day filled with endless hours of sweet nothingness to while away and enjoy with the tortures of mundane work behind you. I can dance around my room on my tip toes to music and no one would ever know. I can twirl my hair and stay in my pjs all day. I can walk down to a pier licking a popsicle with the wind in my hair. I can wear a big brown sweater and lounge around in slippers. I can sing at the top of my lungs in the shower. I can lay on the carpet and soak up the relaxation. I can dream about my future.

Someday when I’m older. The possibilities are endless. Here while I sit and do nothing and dream of what I must wait for. Perhaps a sweet stranger I could love. A dog that could lick my face. A pink lampshade in a house with my very own key. A little car to chug along anywhere I please. Tick tock. Time goes on and still I dream. I can’t contain the excitement inside of me.

But could it be, this moment right now is a precious history in the making. Where I am simply me. And healthy and happy and fine. I am me. There is not a soul designed exactly the same. I can feel peace. I am at ease. On this blissful day. The day after Yesterday. And it is all mine.

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