Mother Matar

Thank you for giving us a place to rest

For giving us a place of peace

For giving us a place to evolve

For giving life what it needs

Beyond misunderstandings

Far from love

No where near appreciated

Boldly uncared for

Dark Matar feared and mislabeled

Mishandled and shamed

Instead of taking steps forward

We just keep going back again


The energy around us is so mislabeled. It’s misused by most of those who know it. I’m no expert. I just took a risk. A very frightful chance. I’ve known for some time now that there’s more than two types of energy. They’re definition is left in your hands. One day we’ll all wake up. The mental slavery will no longer hold. We won’t cast out the atheists nor anyone else who’s beliefs don’t mold to the masses’ own. Most people are followers.

Unfortunately, they don’t know. Once The Truth is learned, the teachers will let this machine fold. Your truth is your truth and their truth is theirs. To control free will that doesn’t harm another is inhumane. Cognitive dissonance and covert narcissism is at an over growth. It’s reminds me of the plague. Just as a virus would…it attacks the cells.

One day I hope humans will learn to be humans. Im talking about the other side. Everything has it’s purpose with pros and cons. No one really cares. If we’re honest, no one really cares. It’s always about what makes you happy, comfortable, and fulfilled. And people do this at any costs. Trading one life for the other. The problem is that by doing this we disservice each other. And we disrupt our mother. What are we leaving to our descendants? A few fight hard with honor. Most are just looking for an escape route for the defined noble. I’m worried about our children’s children’s children.

Hell no, I’m not perfect. I have my selfish moments. Many of them. I often wonder why do I think of these things. Causing myself to panic for nothing. Is it nothing? I just want to get this out. Only a small few will see this. And that’s okay. I wonder if anyone else wake up in the morning with this in their head.

Phoenix

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It’s Divine

Of all the plight to get to this point

She saved me

Woke me up with ten swords

She saved me

My basic hand

She raised me

A test

I didn’t know

But then I knew

Too late

I already committed to “do”

How stupid

A fool

New start

A fresh beginning

Born anew

Thank my God for the Duke

Through pain and fuckery

I grew

Might be stupid to you

It was crucial for my

Past

My path

Destined

It was meant to crash

It was meant to burn

So many misinterpretations of

My words

So much chaos

Not enough verbiage

But a silent song is the victory

A mystery that’s not so mysterious

There’s so much more to this seriousness

The martyr is transitioning into a knight

As for Me

My transition happened beyond sight

You are The Highest

The Warrior

The Light

Phoenix

Written by Keota Picou

Labyrinth

Maze of signs

But I walked past every ladder

Fitting myself through a bush of thorns

I left The Great Labyrinth

Fertile ground

The scent of magnolias

Fresh wind sings

Clear water holds me

The Matar births every thing

Bathed in the Universe

God didn’t ignore me

Ascension ascension ascension

Pressure brings focus

In Earth

Diamonds are growing

Phoenix

┬ęKeota D. Picou

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Someone Told Me Not To Post This.

July 11, 2015.. The day my transition and transformation began. The sleepless nights didn’t kill me. The abandonment didn’t kill me. The abuse didn’t kill me. The rapes didn’t kill me. My attempted murderer didn’t kill me. Depression, anxiety, and (ptsd) didn’t kill me. Fear mongers didn’t kill me. Lack of love and self love did not kill me.

I decided to stop suppressing myself. I decided to stop making myself unhappy to make others comfortable because they sure wouldn’t do the same. I became my own support, my own cheerleader, my own love interest (Yes, it’s possible without perversion). And once I made those changes, I felt and saw the support and love flood into my life from every corner, The Sky as well as every grain of soil. Finally, I openly followed my intuition which has NEVER BEEN WRONG. I will always stay with my gut instinct and intuition before anyone’s word. I’m sharing this because I know there are more people out here who have been through this (and more).

And you still haven’t let go. Fear holds us back. It’s a type of slavery you can’t easily see, nor are most prepared to acknowledge. The worst part about this is that there are children who are taught that they do not matter, that they aren’t loved, they aren’t worthy, and they should be silent. Then as they grow older they are left in pieces to clean up the destruction that was bestowed upon them. Every excuse is made in this world to make them slaves, to break their spirit. I went from local churches growing up, to NOMA, and Waymaker ministries to help change things. But I had to start with myself. The summer of 2015 was the evening that I fell high, reborn.

If you didn’t know, you are needed. You are worthy, you are loved. Please love yourself. #AllIsABlessing #LoveYourself

From,

Phoenix (Keota)

black water photo

sunrise photo

Open Facades (I)

Everything is so beautiful now. I had a taste of myself. I embraced potential. I owned up to strength. Everything is so beautiful now. My trials were heaven sent. Death stood at my door- warned me thrice. Slicing away verboten habits. Self harm with a few cups of disrespect- down it burned black to ash. I will not reject myself. I will not reject myself. I will not reject myself. The she in me ripped my ribs apart. It had to happen. I kept fighting. I lost. I lost it all for me.
Call Me Phoenix