The Come Up 💵

I come from the bottom where it’s hard to breath. The Come Up is real. Please believe.

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The Hunger

Broken Wings

I fearlessly leaped into an unknown land prematurely. My wings never worked. Even to this day I look up and wonder how life would have been to fly the highest altitudes. Instead I’ve fallen into a deep abyss.


Time passed as I adjusted to humanity. Hardships forced me further into density. Heaven seemed millions of light years away as poverty darkened my dreams. Thoughts of soaring the limitless skies quickly faded as i watched misery conquer the lives of many, including myself. Temporary happiness became my high as unhappy experiences grew stronger.


Acceptance is the first step to growth. Once I realized I was never going to fly, I started to run faster. This is where I am whether it’s the right destination or not. Better days will come only if I work for it. I must remain grounded, focused, and prepared for the worst because I know it’s coming. The way I respond will prove how determined I am to endure every experience. I hope to learn every lesson taught. One day I will dream about soaring the skies again. Until then, I will be the most determined creature walking on two legs.


The Pit

The Pit 

Through the valley of pain and fear I would ride. When the road got rocky I never ran nor did I hide. I stayed facing all the obstacles in my path. Conquering one challenge made me glad. Emotions swayed back and forth as life progressed. Stress and worry ruled my thoughts with no rest. I was born in the Fall. Failure revealed what was once hidden. This life was thought out before it was written. I admit, I come from the dirt. I know very well oppression and hurt. The future is familiar but the past I can’t recall. Grounded in truth I’m prepared to face it all.♞

The Dark Tower

The Tower resided on the red side of Compton, CA. Piru’s made sure the only blue in sight was the sky. Patterns were consistently sprayed on the concrete sidewalk after sun fall. Smog was the daily inhale. Everyone is infected.

The Mediator


Funerals were a regular occurrence on the weekends. Usually the same hymn played its tune for the ceremony. A pale Christ appeared stained on a thick colorful glass window. With hands of prayer He looks to the sky as to gaze upon the Father. Beneath him is a pulpit of death. Casket colors change as do the  lower vessel.

The Dragon Dream


RJ walked side by side with a man unknown to me. For a moment it felt I was with them but not once did they acknowledge or look my direction. Suddenly they turned around frightened by the first glance. Without hesitating RJ and the stranger sprinted away down a dark alley. Before I could turn around a giant black wing knocked me to the ground. Partially conscious, I glanced upon a black dragon towering over me. I slipped into a deep darkness and resurrected. The dragon was gone but my Father stood in the exact same spot where I was attacked. A smile was released before I was lifted from the ground and embraced with safety.

Nightmare of Faith 


Three years passed but the dreams remained consistent. I thought a new location would make me forget about the Tower. Instead I had brought the darkness with me. Fear kept me in a place I hated. My soul became temporarily trapped in a nightmare. Demons wanted my flesh. Fluid reduced my pace tremendously. They chased me through the Tower reminding me I’m inhale.



Mothers of Divine Feminine

She controls everything with her moves and mood swings. Dark is her knowledge more ancient than men. Beauty extends from her roots to the sky. Love is her home.♞

Her Feelings


My wife has a deep connection to her emotions. Weather seems to harmonize with her inner world. The agenda is keep Her happy. Love has many levels. Mothers are the core of it all. A change in mind is a difference in emotions. Men can admit when she’s upset the whole day is screwed up. Like water, a slight action can cause a bigger reaction. The wisdom of men have taught us to tread lightly and cherish the hearts of the divine feminine.

The Sacrifice


Before our arrival we understood the mission was to become something new. From one world to another she offers beauty, milk and honey, structure, support, emotional awareness, soul, and experience. Her sacrifice is coming to such a low place just to raise her children back up.

Showing Gratitude


Society can complicate the simple things in life like gratitude. Standards should never be put on doing something. The importance is the action. Men can be lazy. She loves the effort behind the gift. To inherit the divine feminine one must be humble enough to acknowledge her worth.


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