The Dark, Rich Center

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strongLy mascuLine and strongLy feminine at the same time…

areoLa or the tip of…

shiLa iris, 3/7/2025, 9:22 p.m. Eastern Standard, United States of America

Deep in my DNA, my ceLLs, mitochondria, my nucLeus, my womb, your center, I feeL you. Deep inside of me, to the most miniscuLe part of me, I feeL you.

I want to get cLoser to you. I want to show you how you make me feeL.

I find myseLf in you.

How much do you know about yourseLf? Find yourseLf in me. Show me.

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Can you see?

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Who was speaking and who was Listening?

-shiLa iris,
I can feeL you in my core, beLieve it or not.

Rayshawn Armstrong

In the WiLderness

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This is aLL spoken in the softest, most suLtry voice you can imagine.
There is nothing tough about it.

You’re not aLone. Are you tough enough for Love?
It was aLways you and me. I aLways needed a tougher Love.
I cuLtivate it. With every part of my being.
It’s a new day and I know you’re trying.
You’re not there if I have to wait.

-shiLa iris
(and, I’m a musician, so, there’s aLways a beat to my words. imagine if you could hear it)!!!

i’LL deLiver, give me a chance.
i’m in the wiLderness.

Do you know what it takes to grow a Christmas Tree?

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Behind the Scene: In Progress

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In order to rise, there had to have been a faLL
This just means there are LeveLs to it aLL
PercoLate, osciLLate, take a step back, move round and around
Adjust your frequency, be kinetic or inert
Lay faLLow, rest and grow
DeveLop your intuition, know what to keep and what to Let go…

I began to understand progress when I deveLoped the abiLity to Look back.
What was there, what was aLways there?
History. Patterns. Karma. Past Lives, unspoken.
I had to be ever so quiet to remember who I was, who I’ve aLways been.
I changed. I change. Everything does. For a reason. Do the math.
Sankofa.

-shiLa iris

You sound sure…

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She had a right to choose her husband carefuLLy, by God she was gifted “free wiLL.” … or by Nature, or by the Universe, or by ALLah, or Jesus (however you need to say it to understand)…

… it was her vocation to choose, to ascend in her attractions, and not be drugged down. By mis-understandings, kicks to the crouch, she no Longer needed to sink into the immoraL behaviors of the forLorn, of her forLorn seLf.

If she was doing it, if she was choosing it, it was a means to an end. The end is aLways the beginning… I’m getting back to my roots. and “she” is me.

And I am her. I’m nothing at aLL, but Spirit. The journey is in the Spirit.

A sentence from my favorite book…

She had a wiLL to try out every stratagem to see what changes wouLd be necessary
under what conditions, what changes in the paths of the hunt for what different, larger, swifter or sLyer animaLs…

TransLation:
She was determined to experiment with different strategies to discover the necessary changes for hunting various types of animals, whether they were larger, faster, or more cunning.

She wanted every hunting principLe extended to her. Every reLigion understood.

I cannot condemn you for where you stand, I just want to know that you understand.

shila iris

… and furthermore,

Then, when ShiLa was possessor of the art of hunting she further discomfited her teachers by reminding them aggressive hunting is AGAINST “our way”… that the proper use of hunting skiLLs shouLd be for haLting the aged Lion seeking human prey in its dangerous impotence, for stopping the wiLd hog prowling about the growing farm, for teaching the sideLong hyena to keep it’s distance, NOT for wanton pLeasure.

Two Thousand Seasons by Ayi Kwei Armah

Remember Me

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shi La i ris

55% … it’s a metaphor, and an aLLegory

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go there

I am never aLone, never independent, just quiet.

-shiLa i ris

Waking State… reLative truths, imaginary truths, AbsoLute Truth

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… she carefuLLy watches her speech, Lest she wound those who are not yet ready to hear and profit by her veracious observations.


Who do I need to be to engage you?

– shi La I ris

downLoad, upLoad

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I Like to be aLone so I can dance
I Like to be aLone so I can dance
I Like to be aLone so I can dance

Don’t need a crew of you
to teLL me what I can do

don’t want to Laugh out Loud
don’t want to be in a crowd

just want to dance, I just want to dance

I just want to dance, just want to dance
just want to dance, I just want to dance

p.s. as I abandon more and more of the images and concepts of ordinary Language, I know that there is something beyond logic and reasoning that I cannot see, things that cannot be Learned in schooLs or even in shrines, tempLes, churches, synagogues, or mosques- meaning there is no one particuLar Location for education. It’s everywhere. I had to be soooooo very siLent to even gain a LittLe bit of exposure to the onLy AbsoLute. I’m Listening, Less speaking. I’m open to it. The onLy AbsoLute.

Yet, I am gratefuL for the experiences of the houses of worship, there is something to be said about congregated energy directed towards something. You better dance!

shiLa Iris

Beyond Language, ineffabLe. Sit stiLL.

The Shortest MiLe, onLy 5,280 feet away from Me, toward the Center… I know where I Been… Reincarnate

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offer me heLp
or move aside so I can receive it.

he is aLways wiLLing…

… for me
[insert God, insert friend, insert Lover, insert Father, insert husband, insert brother]
[insert you] [insert the Source of Life] [insert what is cLosest to your heart] [insert the Holy Ghost] [insert femaLe] [insert Buddha] [insert Krsna] [insert Vishnu] [insert Jesus] [insert Jah] [insert ALLah] [insert whatever is moving you] [cuz you came from the same pLace I came from] [we are One]

CLear the way.
You wiLL know better, after.


shiLa iris

P.S. Spectator or pLayer.
Make a move, cuz, I know where I Been,
I been with you, You. Better after?

everything I write, don’t read it fast,
read it sLow. I can teLL when you have.

#withoutsayingtoomuch #allforyou

Eye Contact

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The Presence without form, the Voice with neither tone nor sound.
Do not Look for proof. Listen to the siLence. p.144

shiLa iris

Listen

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I speak when spoken to.

I’m Listening.

shiLa iris

Acute Strangeness

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I received a Letter from Him,
in His own handwriting.

Somehow, he is so deserving of my Love?

Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.
Let me think about that.

4:44, Less than 90 Degrees

ShiLa Iris
P.S. My present temper…

this is not just a faLse pretense.
There is so much more to this story.
Years of respect and patience surface.

He asks questions that matter.
Even those that don’t.

I excavate, I dig.

I’m Listening. Becuz such simpLe things Leave imprints.
He is the most gaLLant Man I know. With the most integrity.
He has moraLs and exercises his wiLL with exceLLent discrimination.

As I change, as I fLow.

I am teLLing you how to save her.
How to save YOU.
PLease do.

Sign Your Name Across My Heart,

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I want you to be my baby…

for Rosemary. DaLmira, and Judy.