Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
 Jun 2016 Unreal Society
Viola
I dream of a day
when we are freed from greed
We take not what we want
But we have what we need

I dream of a day
When hope is planted like a seed
It grows and spreads like a forest fire
It shows the path before us
And gives us desire

I dream of a day
When we meet violence
With broken silence
When we treat indifferance
With dicern
And through tolerance
We learn

I dream of a day
When we treat others with care
When we begin to love
And we begin to share

That day has come
My will is done
I am getting little and giving some
I am hopeful without doubt
I am not waging war with word
I am chosing to listen and not to be heard
I am tender and I am kind
I am giving in to surrender
instead of drawing a line
I am loving in the indignation of hate
I am creating a concious fate
 Jun 2016 Unreal Society
Viola
Being
 Jun 2016 Unreal Society
Viola
The sun shines on the plains
The narrow crescent wains reminiscent in the sky
Vapor trails from aeroplanes create narrow lines
Criss crossing stratus clouds that fail to shroud the light
Trees dance entranced by the breeze
Plants grow upwards
Wild beasts and creatures roam
And it all became begotten from sea foam
Every interaction, every reality
A fraction of the collosal whole
And my birth
A cosmic collision of cells
Tells me that my worth
Is only equal to my appreciation
And gratitude
That swells within
What a magnificent experience I have been given
To be living in time and space
Within the grand scheme of all things possible
I have found my place
 Jun 2016 Unreal Society
Viola
Rde1
 Jun 2016 Unreal Society
Viola
Random dream entry
I dreamt that we were floating on a grand ocean liner. We explored islands of ruin and decay, turning over every stone. I was leaving the country with my family. I knew you were not coming with me. I kept making excuses, that I had forgotten my passport, or that I needed my cell phone charger. I was stalling an inevitable goodbye.
Go on, young soldier
Go where we say and die.
Take this gun and shoot,
Don’t bother to ask why.
Carry on this war we wage
Though it doesn’t make sense.
We invade anyone we want
And then call it all defense.

Go on, airmen and women.
Climb into expensive planes.
Fly over countries, drop bombs.
Don’t expect anyone to explain.
Line up ground targets well
In your high-power sights.
We have declared them enemies
And they don’t have rights.

Sail on, you navy people.
Turn their seas into ours.
Help our country reduce them
To rubble and dead in mere hours.
Transport equipment and personnel
And help them change things,
Then go to free ports on R and R
And buy your sweethearts rings.

Tromp on, military machine.
Make the world into the USA.
After all, they’re just wogs
And don’t have a thing to say.
If they were worthwhile people
They would be from back home.
Places like Akron, L.A. and Nome.

But they are not real people or
They would not get in our way
And try to stop our holy advance
To be the only people to stay.
When this endless war is done
We will be all that remains.
Be part of the American way, and
**** or get killed for your pains.
 Jun 2016 Unreal Society
Moonbeam
Magic is real
But only if you feel
The divine energy
That connects you and me
Come and see
Sit beneath the magic tree
I'll teach you what you need to know
What you reap is what you sow
What you put out there is what you get back
So put out something beautiful, not something wack
What you say creates your day
What you feel makes a deal
With your eyes and what you see
Know your triggers and you'll be free
From things you've been taught, that aren't really you
Meditate deeply so you know what's true
We control our reality and this whole world
With our attitudes, our traumas, and all that swirled
Into a torus that ***** in and pushes out
Do you know what I'm saying, do you know what I'm talking about?
Look into quantum physics and free energy
Once you know that you'll know the right way to be
What do we know about this world
besides what the powerful want us to know?

How can we fulfill our lives based on "facts" and knowledge that we will probably never have the chance to disprove for ourselves?

A wise man knows nothing, "for this world is but an illusion"

A sensory experience to groom the soul for manifestation

A game of imploding extremes that not so coincidentally level out to create the rare occurrence of life that is aware of itself

What do we know about this world
besides that we are here for the moment?
Next page