before I GLO

Not to sure how I can express, in words only, so to speak the amazingly, diverse things that color me so-called unique.

Maybe its not just that there's always more than one more M?E Maybe its the way these questions come to mind, that color me differently?

Maybe its the unique way my mind processes this infinite information flow Maybe its the madness in the 8th, 9th, and 10th world wonders, and ponders of all to know?

Maybe its my "gift" of dyslexic eclectic mind's eye, stringed in theories of my synesthestic veil?

Maybe my minds a bit crookid, or maybe I simply mistook it, maybe these glitches cast paths to a holy grail?

Maybe it's the convoluted castings of mis-spellings of my 5 senses into a mIx'dup six

that crown me crooKid halos of diversified dwellings, full of all kinds of cliClic clic'n tRicks?

Maybe it's never just a simple stanza of linear lines, safe and secure in its traditional poetic structural confines?

Maybe it's how my world of word tend to merge, texture, and combine how they crosSeams, so uniquely absurd, in the context of a rhyme?

Maybe its how a letter simply shape-StfihShiftSepahS, in a trance, into minds of their own,

how I letter them through con-text-ured G8s that Cre8 a crookiDance to a "mistook it" tone?

Maybe it's how I live every moment of every day and night, in a complicated flight, through a maze in grace,

then comes clashes of flashes of brilliant insight, spreading light into one amazing race.....amazinGrace?

And maybe every now and then it takes root from deep within, and maybe this is where this "more than one more M?E" ends, and begins again?

So of course, before I glo there's still more than one more M?E, a curious "more than one more question", even you might agree?

Its the question of the true essence of love, and if it's a divine gifted ability, and what is the most essential elements of love that brought it into being?

So I wonder if it is a gift to have the ability to love, to have the "tools" of "being" giving us the ability to be aware of?

Aware of self, and all that surrounds, without bounds, you and me Aware of the amazingly, unique variety in all life, coloring us with such diversity?

For instance, if neither you, or I created atoms to be, nor the universe before that

And if you can't remember creating yourself from the Quintessential scratch

Then maybe this comes from something Greater, A Greater Creator, in and of, all around, and above

Maybe that's what I mean when I ask is it a "gift" to have the "ability" to love?

And so I wonder if the most essential element enabling the true essence of love to exist

Is having the creative "Freedom" for it to arise, to actually be given, and received as a gift?

Is it most essential to have the freedom to choose who you wish to receive, and give your gift of love to

And if you don't understand how essential that freedom is can you ever really know the true essence of love that created you?

If this Great diversified Creator had to create all of us, and all that be within the confines, rules, and lines, that our world governs onto you, and me

Would any of us, or all of this, have ever been created to "be", would we ever even conceive to embody the true colors of love, and its diversity,

And finally.......well, maybe

Can I ask a lot of questions without having any direct answers to give right away,

nothing more than 1 more question, and still make a profound statement, in my own unique creative way?

And when I'm done writing these 8th, 9th, and 10th worldly wonders, and ponders of all to know

maybe I'll just set it free, let it seed a light and CROWN A SOUND HALO

AROUND GLO ME

AND JUST . SIMPLY