being hardly ever okay with the our story and it’s placement adds a low energy flow onto creation
notice that it brings unease through every choice taken
follows wherever we go whether it we stay here or a trip out of the nation
watch it as it spreads further through different heads and locations
we get hate and desires to have total domination
insane ideas to divide the people; segregation
contemplation
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Constantly chasing
always trying to get somewhere
stressing, searching thy self in the clothes, hair, shoes we wear
See that this reality is fleeting, and there is much more to care for
because if we cant find fulfillment in these things that come and go, what are we to do?!
temporarily does it heal our blues
so understand this clue
move or just be
look at the truth, accept the lies and leave it behind
we expect too much and want more
than whats there in front of our face
hello human race, cant we see that all we need is right here?
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feel that heart pump
compassion beats deeper than the blood that runs behind that chest
listen to the stillness underneath and between each breath
it’s beyond any name or title you may call it, I confess,
I’m in love with the highest vibration
this space i speak of, brings mind, body, and soul into a whole
realizes we are one
balanced.
Remember that all in essence is true divinity.
“A lot can happen to a person in a night. In the age of the social network, it can even happen when you’re sleeping. While you’re rosy cheeked and dreaming about Ryan Gosling rescuing you from a flash flood (you do have that dream, right?), a torrential dialogue can play itself out in a comment thread on a post about Jesus and tax law. Or maybe, like me, you awake to discover that during the night, a friend request has been accepted by someone from your past. It’s nothing to blink at; it happens all the time. But…I’m stalling. I’m stalling because I’m terrified that I shouldn’t write what I want to write, that somebody will be hurt or offended or express that I have, once again, breached the boundaries of good taste and common sense. Or maybe I’m just nervous because tragic stories make people uncomfortable, especially the kinds that involve near death, physical disfigurement and a brutal occupation that masquerades as a war. All I know is that when I woke up this morning…”
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I’m truly grateful for these God given eyes
with moon shining high, i see the stars align
Guys i realized i need to hold on to mine
when I rhyme, I feel fine, and i thank the divine.
Granted with love planted my ego shall die
Passionate bout what feelings i dare find
These emotions I will no longer try to hide.
So Trust me, I’ll love thee my Dear I do not lie.
Baby wipe thy eyes, & show those teeth that shine
You & I let’s recline and have a bottle of wine.
Rewind, ‘nd chit chat about how life passed us by.
no more sadness it’s happiness those eyes will cry
You ask how i know this, & keep questioning “why?”
Look I, can’t seem to pull correct words to reply
to be honest, i don’t know oh my
But Keep in mind that it’s all in the past
For the better of myself, i will not go back to that
characteristic It all just came so quick and slipped away, i see how
much i’ve decayed but
no more will i let the game play me, this whole time i see how dazed
was my being, I believe
in what’s wrong cause i’ve seen the light,
for the better of the universe, i choose to do what’s right
Only tears of joy in this new year,
so this time i’ll step up and face my fear
I won’t put it to a rest this chance to be my best
and be aware of anything that may come next
no, i will not pass up this test, with a growing opportunity you have
been blessed yes
watch the suffering fade away and quite this lame blame game for all
your feelings of pain
If you want to make that change, best rearrange.
This Lifetime is too short to stay in the same spot,
observe yourself and look at what you got
So Keep to what is truth and rid of what is not
authenticity and love, are from beyond mind and heart.
our works, life, and story, is a creation and that is an Art.
Procrastination is a drug
Heady and sweet
Perfect
Then fading
Need more to make it through the day
I am an addict
In the moment I feel relief
The monster slinks back into the closet
But only momentarily
Returning full force for more
And I can’t think
I can’t find my way
Stuck in this vicious cycle
Nothing ever gets done
Until I give up the drug
And fight for me
Listen to the truth
Not the lies it spews
Must, should, have to
Do it now, do it all
Not good enough
Just give up
Take another hit
Let the world fade away
Drift in so-called peace
This illusion suffices
Until it doesn’t
And the battle begins again
Break the chains
So familiar
Know this routine
These crazy dance steps memorized
Embedded in my brain
Scared to step out
On a new path
Been this way for so long
So used to this mess
Take a breath
Not the end
Each moment a chance
To start again
To reach out
To reach in
Throw off the lethargy
Cast away the doubt
Temptation resides
Always there
Lurking in the shadows
No longer will I fear
You are not in control now
I know what you are
A way to cope
A way to deal
But not real
Hand in hand with dreams of perfection
Nightmares under the guise of self preservation
Now I know you are not my friend
But my close companion for so long
Hard to know where you end and I begin
Kept me fooled
This is the best way you say
Locked in a never ending battle no one can win
Keeps me tied down
Never knowing the feel of the wind
I will take the steps to know that freedom
I will choose to see
What brings me joy
And do what takes care of me