pain came with me stitched deep within my skin carving wrinkles on my face dulling my eyes so the world looked dim I dreamt I loved life once upon a time etched somewhere in a cavern where Stalactites drip slowly growing long where I used to think God couldn't see those strange darkened visions as … Continue reading etched somewhere in a cavern
sing the open air and breeze it blows through our hair we please our ears and settle our souls we hear ourselves as we grow old it's all been said throughout all time it's how we've lived beyond our prime we shall assume a life well lived that's up to us the love we give … Continue reading a life well lived
the universe seen not by eyes but in stairs in consciousness experiential rising steps straight to the stars.
Being self isolated because of Coronavirus is like being under water for six months in a submarine covered with graffiti (Thank goodness, I've never been cooped up in one. This is my best guess what'd be like. Claustrophobia in a sardine can.)
it is us a brief passage through time we worry so much about the small things everything becomes erased after a hundred years no one will ever know we lived and, although life will go on without us we will be those forgotten elders whose memory was blown away by a breeze spread over peaceful … Continue reading a brief passage through time
there's a glitch in reality I've seen one lately... one cool evening I looked out my slider over my pool to my shrubs alongside the retaining wall. an LED landscaping light was missing, but realized I installed it earlier that day,,, in that moment of my realization, it made itself there. did it turned itself … Continue reading glitch
reading books is fine and dandy growing knowledge like eating candy in the end you are what you are answers are within you don't travel far the illusion we make holds us outside a distraction for learning we must abide we are each other's center paying the price it costs walking paths uncertain leading seekers … Continue reading fine and deadly
what's my meaning? if I only knew... but, I found a looking glass someone forgot on a park bench and, I looked through it and saw a deep blackness yet, I heard this voice which came out of nowhere and it whispered in my ear... 'the time to become the real you is now'.
I learned I was consciousness, all imagination, which held the entire world inside his own skull. then, I knew I owned all my thoughts and feelings... that it became clear my destiny was fully in my own hands. it's because lately, those things I've wish for are currently materializing before my very eyes... simply, because … Continue reading I learned I was consciousness
the space between thoughts bring peace... the stillness in the space is who we are. we are not out there we are not our thoughts we are not our feelings. yet, we own all these... within each of us lies all creation to behold.