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Looking for the answer
I can see it clear as day

Hidden behind words left unspoken
Hoping jilted memories just fade away

Cast my smoldering ashes hither
Steal away with the gypsy wind

Roll away life etched in stone
Scatter silenced reverie far afield

“The hardest thing in life is letting go
Of what you thought was real”



© *wild is the wind
Coleseph Nelzsun Jan 2016
I guess life is much more simple when you never have to think
Your scared to open up your mind so you numb your fear with drinks

Don't dare to ask your inner self if happiness has found it
Because the truth is that your phony smiles are what your realness drounds in

All these expectations that your dieing to fulfill
Whatever it may take to fake it;  clothes or friends or pills

You tell me everything thing is fine
But when I look into your eyes
I see pain beneath the lies
I can tell you need to cry
Let it out don't run or hide
Coleseph Nelzsun Jan 2016
The urge to attain is a curse that will steal the beauty of the present moment
Chasing this urge is the trap that all of us fall into
In the chase you will never be content with where you are
Because there is always somewhere better
There is always something else
Someone else
So I have stopped chasing
I have surrendered my will to the rivers of fate and I will float down this river until it takes me across the great divide
Coleseph Nelzsun Jan 2016
What is better than a perfect success story?
Simple
A story where the hero is knocked down over and over only to find the strength to get up again and keep pushing forward
A life with only peaks and no valleys is like a story with no tragedy
Like a movie with no suspense
Where is the novelty in a predictable flow of butterflies and rainbows?
The risk of loss and the conquering of darkness is just as beautiful as the most wonderful pleasures that this world has to offer
Coleseph Nelzsun Jan 2016
You always have to have an answer
To every why and every what
Its like a rotting horrid cancer
That eats your inner trust

Time to slow the pace and let down your sails to drift
Stop talking and just hear your life
To listen is a gift

Don't just listen with your ears but with your entire being
Because only when you soak it up will everything have meaning
Everyone thinks that talking is a skill. That writing,  singing, and exclaiming is a skill. These surely are wonderful gifts. But to listen with all you have, in every way, not just with your ears but with you entire being; that takes effort.  And the rewards are indescribable.
Coleseph Nelzsun Jan 2016
You may well feel as though you have found the key, the missing link, and the answer
But know that this is only temporary
Like the receding tide, this sense will fade away
Deep inside you will feel it again
The unfulfillment
It will continue ro return
Untill you truly realize that you are already fulfilled
Your existence is the collective breath and entropy of source
You fulfill your purpose simply by realizing who you are
And you do this, only by letting go of all you THINK you are
All you call yourself
All that they call you
What can harm you when you discover this truth
This awakening
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