In good Time,
Self can escape Mind
as Shadow seeks Things;
words, *** Ego, and blame,
One's true Self seems to sleep.
The Universe is a vessel of, and temple to,
Godself.
Your Body is also vessel of, and temple to,
Godself.
Logos and Mythos
are as two color filters
applied to the process of Developing the film that is one's Perspective;
to intentionally only use one filter
is to restrict oneself and one's understanding
to only that portion of the image:
the image is infinitely Holistic.
Slow down;
let your Mind recollect
let your Self grow and reach for the stars.
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 3:52 PM UTC
In good Time,
Self can escape Mind
as Shadow seeks Things;
words, *** Ego, and blame,
One's true Self seems to sleep.
The Universe is a vessel of, and temple to,
Godself.
Your Body is also vessel of, and temple to,
Godself.
Logos and Mythos
are as two color filters
applied to the process of Developing the film that is one's Perspective;
to intentionally only use one filter
is to restrict oneself and one's understanding
to only that portion of the image:
the image is infinitely Holistic.
Slow down;
let your Mind recollect
let your Self grow and reach for the stars.
A poem made of the most common words I use
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