Shooting Stars

We Come Alive

Nag champa that incense is my childhood I am smelling!

Will you free yourself from your own individual bondage?

Who Did I leave my bleeding heart with?

Can you understand the beauty of a butterfly If you don&#39;t Look Up?

I could love your true self, the self that you hide....

The Mystery remains right Here for all to seeKnow Thyself

The Greatest Minds Have Nothing to offer Bleeding Hearts

Only Shooting Stars Break The Molds
Listen to My Meaningful Truths
Wake Up To The Freedom of NOW

Climb Into The Mind Of Ean Sequoia Jones