love
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The catalyst for life lays not in the cataclysmic plight of self defeating, self loathing, or a self deprecating strife that we burden ourselves with through our domestication, instilled within us causing frustration by parenting and all the teaching we received from our childhood, bringing about alienation, of our inner true self as ego becomes the masterful…
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Much is said about how love can hurt But the truth is only people hurt us By hurting our ego but not our being, By leaving a longing and ache in our hearts, That comes from attaching ourselves to them. Often times the pain we suffer is in the mind, Rarely does inflict mortal bodily…
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Wounds won’t heal when we pick at them, wounds merely fester unless we tend to them, we have to find a way of healing while learning lessons, learn from the past but don’t dwell in it don’t allow yourself to be obsessed by it.
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Political systems so unjust, Religions are pious not august, Both are failing and are so corrupt, Both filled with power lust. System related establishment, Dogmatic based religious worship, Neither consider the peoples needs, Just how to sate their greed, And subject us to abuse. Don’t get confused They don’t care for you, Spiritual being is…
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Love is not a momentary thing, Not a fad or an accessory, Love is not something to take lightly, To be entered into on a whim. Love is a commitment based around Trust and respect, Love should be unconditional Above and beyond everything else.
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She gave up She gave in, She was betrayed by him, So she gave up She gave in, But without accepting And as her world fell apart, So did her hopes and dreams And everything that she was Just simply turned to dust. She gave up She gave in, All because of him, So she…
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On textured canvas dreams are created, lives lived out through artistry and in the imagination of the mind, imagery is distilled in painted and poetic form sublime. Through the angst and frustrations, threw the flow of inspiration, consciousness and beauty grows, ageless and ancient beyond the fold.
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We head now earnestly toward that golden time of spring, when buds start blooming and nature flourishes with new life, and set against the grey concrete walls of dour and beleaguered towns that ever increasingly encroach upon natures beauty and finesse, nature looked more beautiful and picturesque. For spring brings forth such hope and joy…
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There was a time when people went out catching butterflies with nets Those days have I believe long since gone and are now forgotten. However i now go out into the world catching lessons and experiences with my net made of consciousness, looking to learn as much as I can from them in the same…
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Frequency flows Like a mountain stream, Waves Echoing Off of everything, Vibrations set the World a rumble, As the cosmic resistance Starts to tumble And prismic colourations Fill our minds, Helping humanity realize, It’s place in the matrix As conscious energy, As old as the universe Surviving all eternity.
