I continue to learn about the identity of black – I am a dark Light of Good not darkness – I am not the Dark Shadow – I am a light that guides out of darkness – That represents my freedom of divine light.
– Monique D. Allen
Your True Via Friend
I continue to learn about the identity of black – I am a dark Light of Good not darkness – I am not the Dark Shadow – I am a light that guides out of darkness – That represents my freedom of divine light.
– Monique D. Allen
Beginnings and Endings
What’s in between?
Nourishment’s
A service to hydrate
Empty or Refilled
Service
In the beginning
In the then
In the Now
Present to endings
To begin is the start
In between hold the lesson
Selective Experiences
Monique D. Allen
Grasping hope
Not all believe
But when you do
You Dropped
The Seed
Of
Faith
Monique D. Allen
My understandings are different. How do I communicate all my languages without being misunderstood? I’m open to love. I’m available for love. The love that is kind and sweet with pure gentleness. The spark, that allows my energy to release: what has never been forgotten. Removing fear to those that are conformed to the survival of the fittest. My intentions are pure. I was told I can’t save others. Who is the one who dismantles the many of the chosen. Fate has so many textures…. Which leaves me to question? Home???
Why is it against the law to share navigation?
Today, 3:10 PM I realize I can create my heave on earth.
I ask myself: What do I want to create?
My answer was, you have been creating. So, get back to work.
Depression and other things will sit you down. Life does not pass you by. The whole time you’re creating albums many Albums of what you refuse or what I would admit the thing you became an energy that will make you believe in the world of negativity.
Today, I release my own negativity. I release false thinking. I am healthy. I am great. I am a teacher. I am a mother. I am a survivor. I am a witness. I am a believer of who I am. My Truth set me free. My kindness taught many lessons. My fears where my rebels. My many shadows that wanted attention to the highest degree. I learned but in the person of negativity. The Shadow Land. I am humble to clarity. I now can attend and attract my inner child’s happiness. I’m excited to create my heaven on earth. My foundations are strong. With gratitude I am thankful and honored.
A Love – A True Version Of Me 3:26 PM
I admit breaking the patterns of thinking negative is no longer a challenge for me. I have confirmed with myself that my mind is protecting me. My mind is protecting me. My mind is my true witness that has stood by me through every moment, experiences, trauma, fear, you name it. Today, I want to say to my mind: thank you for protecting me and keeping me mentally opened. I apologize for not making your existence present or known. I love you mind. Let’s combine all the great things together. Good things. Wonderful opportunities come into our lives. Let’s together finally experience the vision and my heart’s desires.
– Monique Denise Allen
*This is a free write error may occur*
>We are aligned
>You are aligned
>Your story is your seed & being sober is your Gift
Dedication to You
-Monique D. Allen
Why’s and in question.
To question the motor of action.
In a deep sense a common disrespect.
-Monique D. Allen
How mutual are you?
You’ve been here before?
Remember your lessons you received? Do you remember?
Can you remember your first thought of me?
The big bang moment.
Space can’t exchange true chemistry unless willingly.
I too can dialect the point of stance face forward.
Was I dizzy? Or Did I experiment with maturity?
So, I took my seat and now I truly remember………
You gasped for air when I walked into your space unexpectedly and spontaneously seeking and shouting the same guidance and wisdom as thee.
To be continued
Common Sense 0./Monique Denise Allen
I can not express it through tone. I’m full of words. Seeking the transcribe. A common ground, I seek. A common ground that will allow me to blanket beneath my self expression.
My body contains its own tone. My sight texturizers the war of my own illusion and the fairytale of might.
Armor me o word. Depart from my poor mind. Enrich me O clover. Turn the sight from black to green.
I long for home four-score.
I passed the test with mighty armor that shadows me. I wonder what a four-clover soup would taste like.
Many are called and I choose you
Trickery for luck pulses the air. I am gone as far as the wind
Yes?
How can I help you?
How are you feeling?
What brought you here?
Choose your words wisely dear.