{I FEELING HER SO, MY SOUL, MY SOUL IT SHATTERS TRANSLUCENTLY}

{I FEELING HER SO, MY SOUL, MY SOUL IT SHATTERS TRANSLUCENTLY}
THE SOUND OF WHERE SHE TOOK ME...
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I heard her voice and it woke the ancestors souls that dwell in my psyche...
She such a part of the whole of us.
She seeing as I see...
The whole of our reality... Interdimensionally.
I feeling her so deep that the trenches of my deepest seas now glow luminescent.
A star in my cosmos now glows brighter and stimulates new birth,
Washes its segment of the galaxy in the brightest light.
Her the flashes of premonition that erupt from my ultra pineal.
Glimpses into a future past.
My ship the words that I whisper in her ear.
She telling me of her vision and my mind the screen projects her movie moving in 4d...
The Book of Our Souls.
It rushing by the windows as I seeking the chambers of Allah travel these black asphalt covered roads.
Dug from the wilderness by black hands holding pickaxes and shovels.
Blisters and worn out backs.
Sitting on a porch in Georgia rocking as the days fly by unimpeded.
For as surely as day comes night shall follow after.
If I can't have her one way I'm gonna make another for she plays misty in my soul.
Pungent marijuana in my lungs.
Smoke in the air.
She is my belief in the one God Allah and the promises made to the prophet Isa as he walked away from the cross.
Deep deep where the truth of we can't be disputed.
Where we are connected on a higher and lower level than mere human comprehension.
I sitting here melting as the heat of her touches the ice that is my heart.
Formed of the coldness of this consequentiality.
I felling her so.

Isa: Jesus

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY