Just coming in and out like a tide.
The city constantly yells and drains.
When I look up at the sky
Crackling power lines aside the shimmering moon.
Thinking to myself what am I going to do?
Behind walls
Locked doors
Closed curtains
Undercovers.
I find myself with me.
We're freaking out and we don't what to do.
We self soothe
&
Hang out.
But it's all just wrong.
We used to kick and punch.
So it's better I suppose
But that was draining.
All I want is sleep now.
Is it really the cousin to death?
But I have dreams.
Day & Night.
Some feel good, others bad.
But that's kind of like life, I suppose.
It seemed so real.
What is real?
Imagined, was it not?
I suppose I really don't know.
My existential crisis hops on the canoe.
Doesn't matter if you're in the water.
The tide
comes in
&
out no matter.
It just is.

The illness..
The negative entity..
The pain body...
The energy field..:
the aura..
The vibes....
The shadow
that tricks us into feeding it.
So we keep it alive..
We must find our truth
and fill ourselves with
the power of

NOW.

Yoga is...
Learning to be in your body.
Like a kitten growing into a young cat.
It's learning to love your body for everything it can do.  
To bless thyself.
It is just letting go,
  being open to the journey of presence,
and being one with the universe.
One with the earth,
one with the heavily bodies,
one with your creator.
Finding the power to be anything
because you already are everything.

You go with the flow
by just being present.
It kind of speaks to you
in a gentle tone.

Only you can give what you are looking for.

The answer is within. You just have to trust yourself.

Become more in tune with body and minds relationship.

Listen to your body.
Love and respect your body.
With words and acts of kindness.

Stay compassionate.
Stay calm.

Keep pushing your breathe to deep lengths.

Don't self judge.
It's a mean voice inside.

Nourish the body and the mind.
And the soul's presence will thrive.

Shake your hips from side to side.

Trying to make myself disappear
through the sweat and pain,
so there's less of me to hate.

I was freaking out all day
feeling like **** that I was a stoner.
Then later that night I smoked
and took it all back.
Ye.