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Analog Dreams

My head is saturated in color with little glowing lights
and it has been predicted
that electro  visions of rapid dancing nights are coming to me
coming to me
by a storm of metric chaos flashing
a lyrical lightning bolt

A spectrum
of rebelious imperfection lingering in the out of order awkward beauty
Awkward beauty
Awkward beauty
Escaping human identity
Escaping real world reality

Analog analog dreams dreams
Analog dreams dreams oh dreams analog dreams

Countless thoughts go through me so playfully
The  child in me feels like im wrapped in a cocoon ready to unveil these analog wings for the  birth  of  my acid analog day dream metamorphisis

Analog analog dreams dreams analog dreams dreams oh dreams analog dreams

Break

spinning flying flying turning upside down and inside out falling falling falling down down down down
The black magic rabbit hole of black magic analog chromatic abstractions

Analog analog dreams dreams Analog dreams dreams oh dreams analog dreams

 

written by Laura Grace Robles

Birthday Gurl Video Artist


Dream Ghost



written by Laura Grace Robles
Birthday Gurl Video Artist

Cotton Candy  colored rainbow eyes 
Oh cotton candy colored rainbow eyes

 



tell me is it true are you a love ghost who can you go back in time 

Can you speak to the dead  or relate a message to remind my long lost love that when i come to heaven ill be looking for them



 

a love surprise surprise surprise surprise its  true its true lucky lucky lucky you

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through the sacred looking glass of long lost love a love ghost will appear in your reflection hell be ready to send you a a sacred message

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when you look into the sacred looking glass of long lost love  a dream ghost will appear to have psychedelic cotton candy colored rainbow eyes

he connects with the spirits that are no longer alive from the heavens up above it sends you a sacred message 

 

  it said your one and only true love sends cotton candy colored rainbow love hugs and kisses

  your long lost love still loves you darling dear  till the end of time and she's been waiting around for you for a long long time she said better get in line for the afterlife ill be here waiting with a pumpkin pie



 

now as we lay to rest and close our eyes we pray we go to heaven so i can be back in love with my one true love now  we cry cry cry cry cry cotton candy colored rainbow psychedelic tears

 



all alone all alone  we cry cotton candy colored rainbow tears all night all i gotta do is follow the light



 

I had to see the sacred dream ghost just one more time through his cotton candy colored rainbow eyes

more of my own reflections there appeared a cotton candy colored  rainbows acid love  ghost eyes



 

it was starring back at me in my own reflection he spoke to me with his  ghostly cotton candy colored rainbow eyes

he said  at last your time has come to say good bye your one and only true love still loves you till the very  end of time

 



its in heaven  waiting for you  he's gonna  meet you in the afterlife

I said goodbye and then before you know i opened my eyes and followed the bright white lights and the holy ghost then  i arrived just on time 

 

i was in in heaven in the after life it was a cotton candy colored rainbow eyes meet eyes back in  love with my one and only cutie pie





 

Colliding colored candy rainbow eyes can reflect the rain or shine and the mirror moving images of ones everlasting romance and psychedelic sensuality can never be lost 

 

through the looking glass of love seeing with those psychedelic candy colored rainbow  skies the eyes you wish for  stolen kisses with and take the candy colored rainbow slide and take a ride to the time love could be seen through the looking glass of puppy eyes remember the love letters i wrote to you in my diary

 

no matter if your heart filled songs that were lost or have become the ashes you regret

 

your words can still  be read through the looking glass of love the looking glass of love its no ordinary thing it only acid pops to take you back

 

 in

 

to remember everything you've lost memories pictures or handkerchiefs the looking glass can be seen through the candy colored reflections of mirrored images from the past treasures of


 

Any kiss from you to me no matter how far away can be seen through the looking glass of dreams

 

DAY DREAM

FILM  POETRY

You Can Still See


written by Laura Grace Robles
Birthday Gurl Video Artist

the misty  technicolored koolaide acid test in the nite of anti beautiful creatures


 

A comet picture show between lost worlds and the unknown  of everlasting mystery are reaching in the distance so close to your candy colored rainbow eyes and a kiss for rainbows tonite

 

on a nite for visual poetry to unite and feel the tips of an-others fingers  lay on your computer

 

the grass and all worries decay


 

and if you look closely you can see the clouds cascade

 

in the darkness while flying Unicorns are racing the  gods from above  swimming below to the bottomless  emptiness of electric spectrums

 

of rising neon glowing lights and rain water it liquifies an ultra violet pink and blue  black and purple X-ray vision

 

and through the looking glass of visual poetry you can see the printed silk stains with blood

 

from the extraction to taste an-others heart beat with one looking glass of love through psychedelic candy colored rainbow eyes

 


So take me with you i wanna go where you go our poetry is like a hundred year old whisper of ones last breath to say i love you

 

a hundred years is not forever so lets pretend love is oh so  lovely  even though there is no forever lets just pretend neither one of us is ever going to die

 

so just please stay a little longer and lets  dream.

 

my candy colored psychedelic rainbow skin and with the looking glass of moving imagery no matter if I die i can still feel your candy colored rainbow eyes arching over me in the sky as i await our meeting in the after world in the after life

Non Narrative

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written by Laura Grace RoblesBirthday Gurl Video Artist

 



Analogous patterns allow the meditation to start up again

 

as i feel it within a sense of repetitive awareness

 

in the present moment of my subconsciousness mind it has no past or future to find in its composition of design



 

 

The Arbitrary order the screaming vividness of the human escape

 



Now i can criticize my mental hygiene for the first time as i am given the chance to tell the story my way with no beginning middle or end

 

and my thoughts aren't clear just random


 

The Arbitrary order obscures the screaming vividness of the human escape


 

AN

 

Uncertain universe



 

The Arbitrary order obscures the screaming vividness of the human escape


 

This is an uncertain universe

 


This is an uncertain self awareness

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Uncertain

 


Uncertain

 


An Uncertain universe to tell

  imaginary abstractions of unidentifiable representations

 

among the mystics make up this uncertainty

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The Arbitrary order obscures the screaming vividness of the human escape


 

This is an uncertain universe


 

This is an uncertain self awareness


 

Uncertain


 

Uncertain

 


An Uncertain universe to tell



 

Where gas makes up uncertain living organisms clouds circulate like restless souls in the dark day dreaming hour of  haunting melodies

 



The Arbitrary order obscures the screaming vividness of the human escape


 

This is an uncertain universe


 

This is an uncertain self awareness

 


Uncertain

 


Uncertain


 

Uncertain

universe to tell



 

Pretending to float far away  into the nothingness among distant stars that follow you as the melting begins the moment you return to the solar waves of beaming lava that brings you day

 dreams

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Uncertain


Uncertain


Uncertain universe




 

Sound Poets



written by Laura Grace Robles
Birthday Gurl Video

 

The Artist



 

A desire for passion that can fill the emotions for your soul cradles a lovely voice



 

Protection for the ears is the sound of safety and angelic innocence that is pure not of  demons

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THE MUSIC OF MOVING PAINTINGS 

 

is my skeleton


 

I inhale the perfect song of lyrics by sound poets sung with a  mysterious voice


 

Lovely enough to keep me alive underneath the outside of my interior



 

I reach for a quasar and i hold my breath as gravity disappears and the oxygen becomes lost

 

i travel in the darkness of behind the moon lit skies on satellite wings as the stars connect the electronic melody




Now i seek the ending of the beginning where i shall find the middle of a rising curse crackling in the darkness as it forms a downward spiral of wicked rose thorns that prick its victims and the blood sinks into the witching hour

 

where the show must avoid what awaits  as her immortality  lies in the silencing of her unveiled magic 

 

with a kiss of black magic acid lay on you a unbreakable spell



 

Imagine its just you and your lucid mind, and the experiment tests your capability to remember your dreams as they were dreamt in color not in black and white.

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