A magic 8 ball, a turkey feather, palo santo, and a hand written letter.
The only thing that matters is what happens when no one is watching, and so the magic takes shape when you look away.
Something about a new moon in the horns of Capricorn.
The last four years and the next twenty.
Smaller circles and smaller ideas, so small that the intimacy is innate. Somehow in the smallness, everything is bigger.
Dreams fold infinitely inward and the gaze stays fixed upon the greater horizon.
Tapestry’s woven by a loving grandmother finds a child to swaddle into a peaceful slumber.
Safe is a game to play that nurtures the burnout, long enough to find discomfort.
Anxiety birthed from unmade decisions gets cured in the moment one turns to action.
Lullabies prophesied and channeled in the night deemed auspicious, forecast a lifelong dream of fulfillment.
The only thing that matters is what happens when no one is watching, and so the magic takes shape when you look away.
Not everything is meant to be shared or broadcasted, aim for the truth and make your deposit in the bank of vibration.
In the last four I became who I always wanted to be. Returned from the darkness of the caverns of time, forged in the heart of artistry. Sat through the tempest of transformation.
Over 20 I trust in the process. Remain committed yet unattached to the impact of a hearts chosen purpose.
Create and destroy, both one and the same. A million tiny deaths and beginnings unnamed.
Like lovers from another life, we remember something familiar.
The taste of a kiss that lingers.
The light, the dark, and magic…
Here is the third track of my newest EP-
“Lovers from another life”
Produced by Karl Roth, drums by Miguel Cruz, piano by Vanessa Forero.
Coming soon to all streaming platforms, but for now- you will only find it here.
Thanks for listening.
xogb 🐝❤️🧙♂️
This gives me beautiful heart energy ❤️