"there is only what is happening"
this is the teaching;
what the senses sense
NOW
is the whole shebang..
happening dissolves
the solidity of our
persistent illusion..
happening
not a noun..but a verb:
the momentary dancing
of experience..
seemingly
entering and departing
what is known as
Awareness..
More..
happening is
what we are:
Awareness dancing...
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 8:38 PM UTC
"I love you."
Their true feelings spoken, There's something to be said,
To share their feelings - they're no longer weak.
As they lay there in bed.
As they lay there unafraid to speak.
They can't see their future without one another.
A deep a relationship, they are almost there.
Emotions still roar like thunder.
Hopes and Dreams, they now share.
Not just sleeping together, but Making love.
They hide no secrets, Tell no lies.
Each other - They're proud of.
Arguments now lead to Compromise.
It's their first time.
Emotions take over.
Touching, Kissing, Feeling,
Passion - the wait is over.
Their feelings for each other, yet again, grow.
Every one gets along fine.
Questions, Answers, Conversations flow.
Nervous - Meeting the family for the first time.
He says he wants to be more serious - She agrees.
Relationship is stronger.
Arguments forgiven.
Would we happy with each other?
What we have, is this right?
Frustrated with each other.
First fight.
He is lost in her beauty.
Many Dates passed, the first now a memory.
Dates and Dinners, Drinks and Movies.
Date two, Date three.
The first kiss - He gave her.
A memorable night.
Both on their best behaviour.
A romantic dinner over candlelight.
No hesitation shown.
Arranged first date - No-one stalled.
Spoke for the first time on the phone.
Nervous - Dialling their number, first call.
Exciting emotions unlocked.
The start of a relation.
Numbers swapped.
Shared a conversation.
"Hello, Nice to meet you!"
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 8:38 PM UTC
Gauging the stability
of minds that fit not into the
Bell Curves or catalogs of symptomatic Checklists in Diagnostic books bound
By blood......
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 6:51 PM UTC
I rise, re calibrating mind's eye while seemingly sized up i realize that real eyes see straight through what lies upon rubble of distorted space and time. factor out F-iction from
fabricat-E-d pixels of sepia pictures. contemplating albums of step up or kiss my derriere. torn corners slightly f-Aded not jaded various images a-Re still scene. pass me the ******* jack crumbs li-Ning the pockets of p-Ollys blue babydoll jeans. percep-Tion is depth within regardless of judgement not swaying determination as long as t-Hese lungs live and breathe. rediscovering strength inside mazes of why did -I’s? regrets are for those filled with shame. trusti-Ng in something believe with the knowin-G that faith burrows through mortal pain....
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 2:45 AM UTC
Live your life in the Moments...In the End its only the countless compilation of exponential fragmented moments that encompass the entirety of a life once lived...
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 2:10 AM UTC
Silence Those words....
Forever etched within my minds eye. Winter ramblings of a lost soul cast down from the heavens above?
As if Lying to yourself wasn't painful enough….
Found your back against those concrete walls countless times and yet I forever had yours...
Mine currently sore from the blade you strategically placed.....
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 1:38 AM UTC
Interesting,
this life in which we live.
Counting my blessings like freshly dried sheep skins until insomnia has been successfully subdued.
I am Awakened by the light of this brand new day.
These tangled webs we so willingly weave are easily manageable as long as one never forgets to remember that our limbs were designed to dance across them.
Silken geometric patterns Perfectly Placed in time and space.
Parkour.
A continuum of the infinite.
An extension of the miraculous. Dancing to the Beat....
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 1:30 AM UTC
Wake up, I'm still breathing
Deep breath, Sun still shines
Scattered thoughts, Need to focus
Determination, Now's the time
Moments pass, Familiar faces
Small towns, I've seen these names.
Past employment?
Residential greetings?
Does it really matter? Seasons change.
One step forward, Never backward.
Head held high, There is no shame.
The ones we've lost Will not be forgotten
They are gone But not in vain.
Open minded, Training neurons
Information sticks like glue
Coherent words, expressed, Well spoken
Living
Learning
Right on que.
Kitchen decals, Pen to paper,
Carbon copies, Bruised Left thigh
Inspiration
Beat
ing
Bleed
ing
What's the Question?
Am I me??
Or I know I??
I Am a Nurse
And Fearless fighter
I'm a mother and a Friend
Unfinished Masterpiece in progress
With no Beginning, without End
I am Perfect Imperfections.
A constant journey to improve.
I am Light containing Darkness
I'm sometimes wrong, but who are you??!
I Am Flesh and Bone Created by Unmoved mover of all that IS.
I am student, sometimes teacher
I'm not labelled by past ****
I'm Slightly damaged, Never broken
Bruises fade, These Bones do mend
I'm organizing matter..
Reestablish
Reinvent
Ing
Reunite
Ing
Inner Freedom
To try and Place my Faces to the Place to Face your Name-
L. DeCypher
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 1:13 AM UTC