Twin flame

Whispering hollows of satisfaction and lust as it turns into love.

Trust pushed to the boundaries of one’s soul the anticipation grows deeper.

The depths of our energy exchange ignites a fire of pure passion and seduction.

We become one body one mind one entity flowing through this universe together.

C L Cunningham

It’s Friday my beautiful souls and we need to approach this day as we do them all. With love and compassion. I hope your turn day turns out beautiful.

Xoxo Kandee

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To be moved

The old Tymers would talk about being moved in the spirit. Letting the astral plane talk to your human frequencies and whisper you a word of advice.

Today I heard a bit of advice for myself. To keep trying. To keep envisioning the pace that I’m supposed to go at. To keep loving and looking up. Even when the world has it’s theory on how things should be. 

I’m hoping your day is filled with laughter and wonders. 

Let peace be with you and yours,

Happy Sunday 

Xoxo- Kandee 
  
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Listen for the applause 

Listen for the Applause By C L Cunningham 
The eyes are the windows into the soul but what if I don’t have one anymore?

I believe I gave it away the day that my demons came to hunt to me.

The day I screamed for you but nobody was there.

The day I cried for love and received regret. 

No humor is found when all that’s left is a mouth that’s bond and a heart left a wreck.

Check for my pulse if you dare to care to see if I’m alright.

I’m alive in the flesh but dead in the spirit so I seem to be floating on air. 

Praise be to the most high elevations of the collective mind power.

For twisting the words of the book to make pretty pictures in the sky.

Pretty words for pretty girls with good girl demeanors and vixen thoughts. 

Blessed be us that are sacrifices for the imaginations of the sadist storytellers of our time.

Why wine when you are fine. Nothing on you is touched beyond the reach of rainbows and sunshine, so smile.

You’re on the biggest stage of your existence and you know you belong where the audience is bigger and the gifts are supposed to be the rewards. 

Peace be with you on the journey for strength and conformation.

  
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Laundered soul

Dirty secrets of a filthy world. 

 Oh how I need to feel washed free of the sins of the skin. 

 Once again I put the cycle on spin and imagine myself covered in bubbles of redemption. Laundering the information of my mind to twinkle and shine.✨

  

C. L Cunningham 

Poet 

Calling out

  

Cratered moon with a crescent heart.
Indigo mood for a starving soul.

Wanting more needing more to fill the void of the mundane.
Hearing teardrops than pour out like rain as they gently fall whispering your name.

C. L Cunningham 

Poet

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Pleasantly peaceful 

This Christmas playing lighting in the background as I lay and write by the dim light of this IPad.

Poetic poetry and honest dialogue about truthful information.

The world isn’t always what it seems. Jumped into parallels between love and light. Found hidden behind judgments put together by faith. 

It is what it is has been my motto for most of my days on this here earth.

December 23rd.  I woke up….thank goodness. Today wasn’t promised. Good thing I didn’t leave the 22nd on a bad note.🎵

  
The need to be present is important. Stay too close to the past and continue past mistakes. Stay too far in the future and miss today’s miracles altogether. 

The day is young as it’s just begun. I’m pleasantly peaceful. Sending positive thoughts your way. 

Enjoy this day enjoy the notion that it will be whatever you make it. 

  
I’m making mine marvelous. 

The weather is cold and maybe not enough snow for me on the ground but I’m still thankful for any hints of winter. 

Have a happy Saturday and hopefully a good Dec 23rd.
C.L Cunningham 
Sending you love and light 
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Hey there Wednesday 

Sleepy tired. 

Double entendre. I’m sleepy and my brain is tired. Sleepless nights and days at this point have become my weekly norm. 

  
I literally prayed for sleep at 3 something this morning and guess who was back up at 6. Yep. Fell back to sleep for approximately 1 hr. Oh yeah my mental alertness is at a zero percent. This blog is writing itself lol.

Thank goodness I have someone who drops me hints of jokes early in the morning. I just have go on a goose hunt to find them…

  
Hopefully everyone is up and motivated this Wed-nes-day morning. I actually breakdown the word in my head so I figured I’d share a little teaching humor with everyone. I was taught to say it like that in grade school and when I teach from time to time I pass on the phonics to a new generation. 

  
That’s the beauty of sharing stories and nifty little things that make you smile on to others. You never know what will spark a memory. What will bring laughter or what will heal a soul. 

The pieces that make up ourselves may not seem like much to us but mean so much to someone else. 

Today I’m thankful for another day. I’m thankful for the people who shape my world and I’m thankful for the blessings that seem so small but are so special. 

Happy Wed-nes-day everyone ✨enjoy!
C.L Cunningham 

It’s almost Christmas y’all 🎄

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Nighttime poetry 

 Teeny tiny story of a world unperceived. Underneath the glory of the light inside all human beings. Filled up with spirit deep down into souls. Giving divine comfort for all who waywardly flow.‬ 

Sending unspoken knowledge. Attention to the truth no one knows. 

Letting the galaxies collide and still searching for a map that even the most skillful of explorers cannot find. Trying not to get caught in time warps. Run hurry before it’s the end of mankind. 

Settled back down in her comfy chair. The book has closed and the story hasn’t ended in despair. A goodnight fable interesting indeed. Everyone can take the wave all they have to do is read. ✨
C.L Cunningham 

Poet💋

Have a safe night everyone 


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