They don’t understand my voyage, though they wish a safe return
Tag: Human nature
I Dream In Real Color
My world begins when you leave But I’d like you around so we both could dream My plea won’t make you stay This song won’t provoke you either way Yet I bleed… Can we see in the same color? Can we dream together?
It’s Ok To Be Human, It Happens To Everybody
I am my own enemy, my own best friend my worst nightmare, my dream that never ends I cringe, I suspend, I embrace, I let in beautiful never-ending lucid offense
Do You Still Remain Complete?
Once something’s broke It’s never the same Historic memories Of what once was in frame We get attached to the name The feeling it provokes And the comfort that it made Though if you never lost it You would have never thought this Thus experience is more like a life card The hand that’s dealt…
Fanatic & Free
No one digs me for my creativity People deny, replace, alter its credibility Question my ability, cast blame and unstability Reality is my fantasy, as I’m fantastic and free Limits, rules, restrictions, need not apply to me
A Prophet Making Peace
I live out my prophecies all the time you think I’d take heed and alter the course of time
Mad Hatter
“Everyone’s lost their mind!” Chill out, don’t be so confined “Your left brain is insane, no rationality to claim But your right side’s brisk and wide” Imparted and free, massive strands of diversity “Oh I see, you’ve lost it grand” Exactly, torn the veil, my mind overtook me taking me there
Preserving Peace
The practice of Tonglen and Shenpa have impacted my thoughts and harmony a great deal. A pure approach and an edge to embody. By Pema Chodron: THE PRACTICE OF TONGLEN In order to have compassion for others, we have to have compassion for ourselves.In particular, to care about other people who are fearful, angry, jealous, overpowered by…
Reviving From My Big Ego Show
Equanimity is composure Mind over matter Open heart with full disclosure An arena to withstand Life’s volatile motions While holding love within To be immersed in Spirit Without disbursing your ego The virtues of a saint God’s chosen to reinstate
Feeble & Profitable
Have mercy on them all We are men We all fall They need Your face to comfort grace Alone they waste precious time Through encountered fruitless pride A plague sheeted thick None immune to this proud and sick I will extend an open hand To shine forth the glorified land
Aubrey's Arch 