The purpose to create pure truth to see,
the attitude to make that world a reality.
The hidden desires of the creator,
secrets of the ever divine mentor.
Testament of every soul pursues,
evidence in trust by personal virtues.
Nature of inheritance to becomes itself,
modesty in spirit beauty intimate self.
A living faith as matter in state of spirit,
Saturday 24th July 2021 7:47 am
Over crowded buses over crowded city
Superficial wallowing i poor me self pity
Darkness pulling but I
Repellent opposite magnet am I
You pull I move reverse
Repellent magnet can not be compatible
In this case safe
Oh so safe the envy of no one although the secrecy protected in such visual disceipt
You all are too far taken
I seem odd for being awake
just be ready to awaken
Monday 22nd March 2021 12:26 am
inside of you,
that constant voice
knows you better
than anyone else.
she’s been there
when no one else was.
she knows she’ll never
steer you wrong.
she’ll direct you forward,
& retract you
from uncomfortable situations.
no matter if they say otherwise,
listen to her.
friends know a side of you,
your lover knows another,
but she knows...
Monday 15th March 2021 9:06 pm
Today's blog is a poem (well, two poems actually) where there are two versions of the poem and I have not yet been able to settle my feelings about which version 'wins'. I feel like there should stay two versions of it.
Version 1 – Personal
If Life will be what it has to be,
And Death will come when it comes,
And all the moments that I breathe
Happiness still is mine to give myself...
Wednesday 3rd February 2021 12:39 am
I am the real deal, and so are you.
But what is the real deal?
Is it all of the cards we're given
Or the purpose of absolutely everything?
Or is it the sum of both?
We are the real deal
And we are finding out what that is.
Tuesday 26th January 2021 8:32 am
they always have music
for all their moments.
I've wished I could.
If I had
my own song playing,
my own vibrant tune
to live by,
I could dance
you always know
the dramatic moments;
programs us to think
our own lives are empty,
or that we cannot dance
without a tune.
When the truth is
that we are full
with the power to create;
our own rhyth...
Tuesday 5th January 2021 7:16 am