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Phil Simpson is a Tatoo Artist who hails from Middlesborough, from the North East England.  As you can see by his work he is very talented.  Anyone interested in more of his work or for Tatoos, please contact phil.

Awakening Poems are by Claire Pentecost who hails from Nottingham, England.  Her poems are her personal observations of life, Enjoy.

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	Fly What do I hear? be it really sincere I feel the love for I know the truth is here   to sense with me and help through my journey of some fears, for I wish to fly away like a dove with no ears. ****** Frustration I don’t wear crosses as I may as well have an electric chair on my chest I don’t wear make-up cause who the hell have I gotta impress   Everything we do, has ‘got to be done at its best’ you’ll soon find out we aint got many years left All we do is drink, smoke, sell, sold, eat can’t people today realise their defeat?   Society says; ‘you don’t do and get this, Your not worth a soul’ no love, no strength, no hope To them not even a dam piece of coal. The atmosphere we’ve created, shouldn’t be here they think their only here to survive and not try life without fears.   Nothing is done, but earn money till they die WHY should this make me wanna cry??   These dam fools cant they see WHY!!   ******   Truth Truth is kept a secret Kept very dark   Kept deep dark in your heart of hearts   Keeping it dark Till you only know when Truth will return To come back again   ******   The Judge Strength, power, Vibes and all their towers   Small, weak and vulnerable is all flats.   Can’t manage by their own. Towers manage them selves…   What does that mean?? Bigger means better?   When you read this Automatic fix to certain words.   Well remember Judging covers; Is something you won’t discover!   ******   Bright Light Eyes, Night, Fear and fright.   Sight, Why, Tears and cry.   Light, Bright,   Wide with lies.   Fake, Take, Tears of hate.   That’s the way I see today   ******   Journey I would walk till I find more and see the truth behind the door. The strength to be that sprit, For time and miles Which exists forever more. All we have left is inner self, Strength hope and nothing else. Humans, not sprits… desire for wealth, But me I have what people call nothing And not giving up when money melts.   For all I need to do is travel the truth within me, And let me unfold the life beneath what I could see.	My Time I am sitting here thinking about my time, what can be next in this mindless life!   Time is ticking no strength to take sides For this I shall learn what is before my eyes   Deep inside me I know life isn’t real All the generations go round and round and round and round… like a spiteful wheel. But I’m gonna stop this of my life which needs to be healed.   ******   Flowing Love everyone Don’t empress anyone Why do you feel the need to hate someone?   They’re all around us, Even when you’re blind All you can see, Is how it’s meant to be? Even when you on a bus, your future will be told by us.   And when your mind can’t explain why, You’ll just have an instinct to fly.   I had I’m my dreams, Which came to light, As we grew into teams We became tight.   We gave out all fears, But subjects were all so keen to hold, It circled with vengeance and more fears.   The next held the key to our screams, Then off flowing they go… And yet followed our bight eyes with joyful tears.   ******   Rrraaagghhh I can’t face their accusing eyes, To see their anger and jealously, which divides our friendship which was, now takes sides.   Strong, but weak Their futures seem bleak If death was next no emotion would behold …as their TRUE life as yet to unfold.   ******   Leave the told behind  I have no strength left Nothing is here, Only one person gets it, And he isn’t here   But as much as I love him He also brings me fear, Not about me, But about why we are here Only if I could see more? Just let me in So maybe I can meet him On the mind level were in. I think I understand now But I know there is more. All I have left to do is pass on All I’ve  learnt. But I do feel the same And leave the told behind, And become with the unknown And leave my cares behind.   ******   ? Sight is just an illusion with stairs and levels of different egos my body felt like a storm, for which my soul could not yet perform. Fear is something I have yet to control Everything else, is seen pass my eyes,   These include teardrops, which are yet to be real You know half of what ive mentioned isn’t really here, Wonder what’s past’s friction, For define time, Which is not the base of our lives.   ******   August Only love can be this way What do we have left to sake, But my mind and control, Will make me be this way. For all what what we see, is not what we portray. For some this life maybe the same… How can people play this game.