Metaphysics
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Dark night Fog moves in, Lonesome sound Of the fog horn Chiming, Out a forlorn plea. Stay away from Rocks beneath, Shipwreck warnings Sailors lost, At sea. Clinging to The debris, Ocean waves Swallow and Drown them, Final requiem To brave men, Sailors of the sea. Out in storms Within its Teeth, Fighting for Survival,…
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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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Subtle nuances of vibrational life And the frequencies of energy, Cause fluctuations of our conscious mind That dictate whatever we think. These nuances determine the dimensions In which we walk Criss-crossing the dimensional states, And leave us in realities that we choose to create. Via : daily prompt : Nuance
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Trust issues Can be hard to resolve When trust has been lost, We put so much trust in each other Out of decency and respect But when that trust has been betrayed It’s hard to regain it back.
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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.
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There are places dark within people souls where often times they will not themselves go but rather leave it be at rest yet it may still fester yet. Best it is addressed forthwith so that at times of rest we can know true bliss, by shining a light in this darkened place and ruminating over…
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