I am human with emotions and feelings Frail, imperfect, flawed and vulnerable I am a pendulum swaying constantly from one emotional state to another But most of the time I am calm like a still water
I have a curious mind that led me to discover things on my own As a child I grew up protected and loved Never had a wide circle of friends The most number of friends I had was two And even then I experienced being misunderstood but that did not stop me from reaching out.
How do we define the self? Think of it as a sunset. The sunset has a definition. Most words do. ‘sunset’ has three definitions. We’ll be discussing the third one. “The time in the evening at which the sun begins to fall below the horizon.” There is a past, present and future within this sentence. What do you think of when you think of the sunset?
That! is the concept of the self.
There are millions of sunsets Every day For millions of years. There is a sunset at noon at one locale and it is three in the morning another...
He was lying on the door in front of me You know when you're impossible to leave I remember a child in the water, I remember the world on fire I came out of it, it was hot all summer I have reached this point I had reached this point Hurricane, the black, the quiet sea They ran away from me and fled We have friends in cute houses, we have kids in the woods Right now I have nothing but the sun ...
Come, Soul of mine, again to me, Remain close and stir not from my embrace, Not all Darkness is for us to love, Though it hurts to release it, It can only hurt worse to love it longer.
In time you will see this Darkness loves its own, And has chosen so many others, time and again, It is not healing it comes seeking, It is not love it is truly needing, Simply occupation by something it has found fascinating.
Be still, gentle beloved, now with me, In this, you must trust that I know best, There is good reason you and I are...
I tread most lightly on the Earth when, naked as on day of birth, I walk on the sands of a beach that is to clothed folk out of reach. The sand is soft beneath my feet, and hot where tide has yet to meet. The sun shines agreeably warm upon my full bare bodied form. Battles of life I leave behind, a peace with the Earth I do find.
Like arms and armour I have laid down my kit (in bag in the shade) to proclaim that I come in peace. Contest with elements I cease; to nature's hands I give myself, thankful for my...
It is a foolish thing, Like the residue of youthful dreams. The polaroids you’ve seemed to keep, Of friends with you on the swings. That family, whom every week, Brought your favourite, Blueberry ice cream.
These childish little, Pieces of bliss. These broken, long-lost Promises.
But, Foolish things, Never seem to leave us, I believe.
Like a lone castaway, The child will become afraid, The...
The higher the tower The higher the frequency The higher the power
The higher the opportunity eternal God self awakened and alive from a sleep all possibilities exist for me nothing is too far from my reach I can tap Into resources and go deep as deep can be
I'm learning how to use my consciousness for self-mastery my birth happen on a Saturday one that's born to teach I often eat healthy and meditate daily self discipline is another skill I'm trying to master in
This was written with the Master's Pen I will not...