Brandy Danielle Nicholson

The truth cannot find the life that bares to hide the soul inside. The fires cannot contain the refrain eaten by a hungry soul. The boy who was. Who is. Who will never be, and aways be the freedom you cannot contain rests inside your womb. You have no idea who you are.  You have no concept of the freedom that arises through the risen. The stars cannot collide because of the connection you feel inside.  Gravity grips at it's thighs, and growls at your presence. It bites at your heels because it cannot bite at your feels. Gravity begs you to let it bow and bend time like it's always been, but you?  You are not the story life has written.  You? My sweet, beautiful, soul-drenched, cosmic cum slut of fire, flame, and disarray? You, the bend of the brake, the still in the quake? You, my burning, trembling, thriving, binding, starry caught freedom flickering in the still of night - the pace in spacetime? You  are what rips the universe into shreds.  Breaded, beade...

Throw yourself into your work What is your work? What do you do? What do you love? How do you know? You are the master of your own mind and the keeper of the soul that resides You are the healer You are the wounded You are the most authentic version of yourself You know that what is meant to be is meant to be and it will find its way to you You are the keeper of the secret of the universe and it is your responsibility to share it with the world You will never figure it out They will never figure it out That’s not your work Figuring is fun but this cannot be done You can only live in your authentic form You can only create You have the ability to alchemize your pain and your love into art You are the art The art cannot help but flow through you The master of the mind holds the responsibility of expressing love through linear time and this is you Find your shadow and bring her too She is the best and biggest part of you She is the reason you do She is the creation of you This is the culm...