I Know…


I want what I need.

Shila Iris

… so close to understanding, so close to understanding, so close to understanding…
the center, the Source.

Reject the extremes. Balance.

You don’t have to ask when you know. Be real silent.

He knows.



I luv what I see,
but I marry what I understand …

which is, my observation over time of the relation of causes to effects.

Sometimes my flowers don’t grow in your desert, yet

find relief in my unconditional luv 4 you,
then let go.


When you hesitate, you suffocate yourself in your own arid conditions …

… and you know I’m made of water.

Do You Remember the Time?


I have high gratitude for the almost supernatural experiences I have had on this planet,
alone as an alien, or in groups.

I’ve been touched and massaged and molded and left out to dry,
reconfiguring the algorithms that enable my existence.
Of course, you’ll have to open your mind to comprehend what this means >
It is an intercourse (ask Siri or Webster to define this word if you’re unsure of its definition).

Touch extends far beyond the fingers or a grasp.
It is everything that is happening around you all summed up in a moment of recognition.
Touch is full of misunderstandings and harmonious moments of triumph;
touch is painful, touch allows you to take flight.
Touch is that staggering moment where you go home to analyze the depth of your decisions.
What is home?

Touch involves and it evolves,
you descend and ascend in the act of it.
It drains you and fills you up alike,
for a draining is a cleansing,
and filling up is becoming overwhelmed with the opportunity to know.
Do you want to know?

Touch is this thing that pushes you back to the beginning to figure out why things happen the way they do.
Touch is that anxious feeling that pulls you away from someone or something;
it is also the feeling that holds you close.

Do you remember that time when you fell in love?
Touch is the reason why.
You can fly in love too.
I’ve seen it.
Go down, then up,
back, then forth,
and at some point may you find balance, if you so desire it.

I desired it.

So now, comes peace.
I have no feelings that I wish to hold on to,
only just knowledge of the people who orbit me, and of those I orbit.

I can say hello
or I can say goodbye.
It means the same to me,
a coming or a going of a divine flow that will lead me to where I was always going.

Let my mis-education be your education.
Let my no, be your yes.
May you always find yourself under every rock,
behind every corner, in the mountains, in the valleys,
and in the eyes of the person you judge.
It’s all you.

Don’t feel like you ever have to say anything to me
because you know and I know, we talk.
We both know what happened- we know of the garden…
of the soil, of the seeds planted, that formed roots, that grew flowers, that bloomed, then died.
We think together.

Our declines lead to our risings.
Let it be beauty, let it be understanding.

All I was ever looking for was me.
Through your eyes, I could see.


RaShimba, my darling
I will follow you into the sunrise under desert sky
We fly, rise together with our hearts, upon our sleeves for all to see
We two will breathe, aqua queen
though vast distance between us, heart sails with love
for you, I, love you, I, love you, I do
Love you, I, love you, I, love you, I do

RaShimba sweet red earth
will hold you like the strength you bless to me
true, we engage humility
Watch me struggle with your words
However truthful they may be
We’ll see in time, opening our hearts
And nurturing our minds to shine
I love you, love you, I, love you, I do
Love you, I, love you, I, love you, I do

Oh, it sets our hearts to fire, sweeps you and I
Honey don’t you, know
It sets our heart to fire, sweeps you and I
Honey don’t you, know
We two will pulse love in through this light
Honey don’t you, know, we two will pulse
I’ll always love you

*This selection of images is from a time when I could feel more than I could see.

I want to give thanks for this season of remembrance.

I acknowledge those that stay loving the flow of water that comes from some Aquarius-born souls. While I don’t render myself inert in staunch Aquarian verse, I swim in these waters, so I know the score. I explore all 360 degrees of the zodiac, shifting and changing as I arrive in each. This evolution is inevitable.

The instability of the water I was born in allows me at times, to rise and to fall. All of the zodiac encompasses this ability, under different elements. I’ve experienced a great deal of myself through others born in water. Brandon and Valentine, RaShimba, Kinayah, Jahi, Lesley, Myia, and all the others born to breathe in water, under water, and aloofly float on top of it. We struggle walking on land, but we do it because we want to meet you. We go back, then forth, remembering the times, giving birth. to fish. Unbothered, but agitated.

There are many stories to tell with lessons that become clearer and then fade to black.
I am grateful for the stories pictures tell. I remember.

Don’t think I’m not there because you can’t see me.

P.S. Lick shots to @jAfterDark for knowing how to take pictures and filter them without losing the authenticity that sometimes light blinds us too. Thank you for capturing us in the Dark. 🙂

A photograph can reveal the things you miss.

The Dance


The seduction imposed on us by vibrant reminiscence
can drag us into the despair of continuous repetition of sad memories,

just as easily as it can lead us…

into the highest triumph of freely creating a new counter-gesture: the dance.

From then on, our movements become lighter than air,
ethereal gestures into space, away from all heaviness.

Rhythm, cadence, syncopation reach ear and eye,
and man is unobtrusively dragged back into the very beginning of his existence,
together with others he undergoes a common regression.

Close your eyes and see.

I’m dancing, dance with me. Dance with my children.

we know the truth,

shila iris

Word is Bond [20]


… I pray the Lord their souls to keep
Because wolves disguised as sheep patrol our streets
And we all know, that which you sow, you shall reap…

I could quote this whole song!!!!

Observe yourself and you shall see.

Modern-day thoughts and proverbs by Shila Iris… and a few others.

Thank you for visiting.

I see behind your eyes


… then I’m transforming.

Finality is quite fine with me if you know we can go there.  You ready?  Because if you are, I’m going so deep inside of you, you will always tell me the truth.

I’m going so deep inside of you, you will always tell me the truth.
I’m going so deep inside of you, you will always tell me the truth.
I’m going so deep inside of you, you will always tell me the truth.

The voices inside of me.

Shila Iris

Thank you for visiting.

Word is Bond [19]


I am drunk with the power to change my mind, to know my history, to build a nurturing environment for myself and family, to create powerful names to live by, to live the abundant life.  I am high off my ability to stand firm in truth, even when I have to do it alone… this is my body, my identity, my life, my future, my NOW!  I am transforming back into the [in]volved spiritual systems of my ancestors and more!

I shout because I’m alive, and grateful, and honest, and full with Love and patience. My chalice runneth over… so so so grateful.

Modern-day thoughts and proverbs by Shila Iris and a few others ♥♥♥. Good morning.

Thank you for visiting.


Word is Bond [16]


I define my intent and then I go into silence.
Every word I say, I mean.

I’m so serious.

Modern-day thoughts and proverbs by Shila Iris ♥♥♥

Thank you for visiting.

Shila Iris



The masculine and feminine are divine together… find your way to union.

-Shila Iris ♥

Sun in My Mouth


Who would’ve known that a being like Him
would enter me lightly
and restore my kisses…

Who would’ve known
that beauty this immense
would define my innocence
moving the core of me…
in one direction

who would’ve known
that he’d flow so well to my persuasion
who would’ve known
that he’d uncover the voice
hidden so deep within
hidden so deep within
hidden so deep within…

the Sun in my mouth
the warmth of assurance
you can,
never measure His endurance
the height of Him,
the Wife of Him

To inhale a man
loaded with courage
to taste a man
loaded with loyalty
to breathe in a man
with knowledge of my insides…

and knowledge of Self…

this is Our wealth

Who would’ve known such a miraculous breath,
a sacred voice would escape my throat
singing the song of Him…

the song of Us

Who would’ve known
that His equation would equal my eruption
His approach to a woman like me…
a Lover like me…

Reconstructing His Light
He’s the other half of My Life
a compass, a totemic twin

when the halves are fitted together
Who would’ve known
you’d have a wHole

To swallow the darkness of
spiritual hygiene,
let the heat cleanse
and release me
into you

let’s unite tonight
embrace you tight…

so much of me…

I thrive


by Shila Iris

inside of


Coming here was part of the cure
           walking into this place of silence
                   into the aloneness of the unknown
                                 into the darkness of creation

I unfold
       Unravel, unwind
             I search the valleys of my mind,

of myself
wandering, I wonder

Where am I?

Somewhere behind the mask
I could feel

I had eyes beneath the surface
eyes planted so deep inside of me
          unlike belief, intuitively bequeathed

The memories teased my release
until the streams of me became oceans

The heat of my questions melted glaciers
until the landmass of walking matter which was once me,

the iciness

became something different

             something shifted
something changed
something closed
something opened

Asking, I asked, I’m asking

I passed, I drifted into suspension
until the material world became the bottom

the abysmal abyss of dismemberment

Looking up
           I could see

Complex equations made simple

Turning as if on a wheel
          dying as if it were living

The utterance of oneness

Let these numbers lead the way
Let these choices extend the day
Let this pressure be calming…

as I maintain peace

by Shila Iris 

Dark Matter


It is in the way     that you hear my voice
It is in the way     that you feel my heartbeat
It is the sound of me,
reflecting you
that sustains us

I am dressed in the light of your darkness …It is the knowledge of things flowing

The adding and subtracting
The zig-zag motion
It is the silence
The way that you go into my mind and find remnants of past lives
This is our now, is our future
is our life
is our children

is our everything

The way that you see me

The way that you vibrate inside of me
The waves in our frequency

The water, so pure, so charged

Reimagining love into something more

Something beyond this language

The way of you and I

Is unknown to the eye
You must travel into and beyond

to be Us…

the way of his words
the way of his touch
never to pass judgment
never to silence me

only to see clearly…

by Shila Iris


The fear of losing me…


You can pretend I’m a bad girl
You can pretend I’m a good girl
But whatever I got, you know you want it
Whatever you need, you know I got you

You can pretend that I broke your heart
But you know, it was never right from the start

You know you were betraying another to have me, but
you’d betray yourself not to pursue me, so
you did
and the timing was…
and the rest is history…

Your story…

Tell it how you please
It really doesn’t bother me
Paint pictures and tell the world that Shila wasn’t everything,
it’s funny to me
you prolonged this experience until I couldn’t,
but I wasn’t?

It’s eating you up not to know why I left, so
you provide a fake truth
to cover up the way you really feel

You know I’m down for the cause
and NOT just because I’m broken-hearted,
running from the past, and lonely

I really loved you
and I’m really strong
and I really held you down when you had nothing

and you know it

But do as you please
in your dreams, you remember me…
Say my name,
or don’t

I’m still here, and

I’m from the Jungle,
I know the deal

and you and I
know the real

Whatever you like, though

Did you forget?
You’re from the Jungle too

Let that fear go, the e go
and let’s eat

at ease.

by Shila Iris


The other side of life,
I’m so grateful!

chasing gOd


I climb the hills in his shoulder blades
swim across the tide in his neckline…

chasing God, remembering… remembering…remembering…

When I touch his skin
it feels like I’m journeying back a thousand years
Like I’m traveling through time
discovering ancient identities
and exploring tantric wisdom

When my lips touch his portal of life
it feels like I’m giving birth
Like I’m giving in to his highs and lows
taking the pain with the pleasure,
embracing his duality

When I’m in his aura field
it feels like I’m breathing in pure air,
I give I give I give, I receive everything,

He is my reflection,
yes, I stand in protection of a bond between two souls, untethered
fear shattered,
We jump brooms and dance in a trance,
this is a high-end romance, a spirit-filled experience

I tap into his mood
His eye contact is demanding
of me to grant him the position,
caretaker of my heart
He’s reading my energy
I nurture him and feed him life

We move towards the sky
on a never-ending high

I’m looking into his eyes,
Grateful for clairvoyance
Grateful for balance
Grateful for peace

we co-mingle, co-create, co-operate
Nature blesses us with fruit


What’s in his skin is what’s in his spirit

who are you?

I am Shila Iris