Sixth Sense


When words fall upon deaf ears does it make them expunged?
When a mute utters but a sound did he not mean to say a word?
When you see me and you close your eyes did I truly disappear?

I know you can see me, hear me, and smell me.
I know you fear waking up all your five senses.
Be not afraid of that which you do not know!

Seize the moment! Heck seize the day!
You can touch me. It’s quite okay!

Should you savor me?
Yes you may!

Have a blessed weekend
Love Guady G

Why fear the ocean?

The Ocean

So mysterious
So forceful
In nature

I’m enticed to enter but afraid.
Will I float?
Will I drown?
Will it take me back to shore?
To lands I’ll never get to explore?

Alone
Afraid
In my bed

You the ocean
Come forth and moisten my feet!

I’m ready
Not scared

Love you
Ocean

With love
Guady G

Only In The Night

Every dawn that enters I get so sad. Every night that leaves me I get so mad.

Everyday I crave for the night for I no longer fear your sight.

I miss the numbness on my thighs as you gently overtake me with your essence. Inch by inch you envelop me and let me know you are present.

You pleasure me! You levitate me!
Yes! Yes!

I can sense you in the deepest corners of my being. So endearing!

My breath becomes more rapid as you whisper in my ear. There’s no fear. You’re here!

My soul soars with yours to other realms, to other dimensions. I now live for those sessions.

Everynight to you I will succumb. It’s a dream I never want to wake from.

You are the sleep I want to always start. It was you my love who had to depart.

This earth treated you so badly. The plane, the crash and you left me so sadly, so abruptly.

Only in the night can you return to pleasure me, and to love me.

You’re no longer in flesh yet you remain so faithful and for that I shall always be grateful.

Namaste
Guady G

Dear past life lover

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I saw you and sensed it had to be you.
Your look quite different but your soul still imbues.

I long for the closeness I know we’ve shared.
We just met so I know you’re scared.

You don’t remember me but I’m not done
For I long for our bodies to be meshed as one.

If I hug you I’ll never stop
If I kiss you it’ll be over the top

I know in your body our memories lie dormant
I know in your heart also lies some remnant

Of us being a pair,
Of all the love we did share.

So please don’t walk away just yet.
We aren’t strangers although we just met.

So hug me, kiss me, then take me!
I want to awaken in you our memory.

Have you ever met someone and felt like you already knew them? Have you ever kissed someone for the first time yet it felt so familiar? Their loudness doesn’t bother you and neither does their silence. You are not with them yet you feel calm because their presence is felt wherever you go. It is a grand feeling indeed.  Has this ever happened to you?

Namaste
Guady G

If I could speak with you up in heaven. . . .

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Hoy caen lagrimas en mi almohada al pensar en mi tía adorada.
Siempre supo darme tanto de su amor y ahora extraño su calor.
Tía bella y hermosa la quiero tanto.  Bendiciones tía bendiciones.
Feliz Cumpleaños tia querida

I woke up at 4:33 am crying because I heard her voice in the night.  I wish I could just pick up the phone and talk to her sometimes. She was such a corky individual with a dry sense of humor. I would talk with her about dates I had gone on and she would laugh and tell me don’t do fusilico too soon. She meant sex.  Right now I smile thinking of her.  I cry because come tomorrow she won’t be calling to wish me a happy birthday.  I now wish I had taken more pictures with her. I wish I had visited her more often when she was in Florida. I wish I had hugged her more. I wish I could hug her right now. Perhaps if I lie very still in the night she will speak to me once more.

Today my aunt would have been 85 years old but she died on July 27, 2017. She had scleroderma which is a slowly 
debilitating disease.  Thinking back I remember her taking so long to finish eating. I always thought she was just super slow. Today being a doctor I know it was the dysphagia part of her illness. Back then she didn’t even know herself. Reading about a disease is one thing but knowing someone who has it and watching them slowly debilitate is another thing. Do you ever wish you could speak with someone that has moved on? What would you say? If you heard their voice in the night, would you listen or be scared?
G.

Was that you?

It’s 3:38 am and from my slumber I awake.  I could feel a cold sensation gently touching  me to wake. Was it you?  Are you close?  Tell me deceased lover, what did you say? I couldn’t hear! Come near.  Whisper once more!  I’m not afraid!

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G.

Are we truly alone? Do our loved ones visit us from the yonder? Did you ever stop to listen? I want to know.

FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE

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Be not afraid of the night.  If you hear strange sounds do not take fright.  That sound just means that I’m around.

I passed on when you were barely three. I tried to beat cancer desperately. My body left but my spirit did stay.  I never wanted it to go away.

I am that silence in between everyone’s talk.  I am that shadow by your side as you walk.  I am that soft sound in your ear.  If you listen closely you can hear.

I know life may not seem fair.  I know it seems that no one cares.  I never left you so don’t feel all alone.  I am right here beside you and needed you to know.

I pray for the night when you’ll be able to see me but for now be not afraid. Remember I love you and I’m so proud of the life you have made.—————————————————————————————————————
Do you believe in the beyond?  Is there such a thing as spirits dwelling among us?  Guiding us?  Is that sound just them trying to communicate with us?  Are imaginary friends perhaps our passed on relatives keeping our children company?  Things to ponder about.

Namaste
Guady G