is joy the absence of pain or suffering is happiness that exuberant feeling I just am things are well things always go wrong I'm still here it's always thoughts about "them" what "they" think who are "they" if I am no one aren't they no one too aren't they just me in another form running on a slightly different program aren't I kinda tired of seeing me all over the place
Crossing the far away sky of soul, In the pilgrimage of light, on the fine coast of extinction, we will meet. There, in whose space, creation first became existence, we will turn this monotonic world, into a celestial melody of sounds, In the emptiness spinning without aims or needs.
Found a place of solitude inside my mind Self reflection is on the line I say my affirmations to affirm my manifestations Satisfaction on the road to law of attraction It’s universal connection, I feel it through my consciousness I am your daughter, twin flame, friend, teacher or lover either one doesn’t matter We’re all made from star dust & matter that’s the piece that matters
I am seeming to wait for a thing which is already here. It has neither arrived or appeared. To whom could this One appear? Is this philosophy? This is truth. There is a thought, which persists, "Yes, but why this? Why this life? this scenario? These characters?" And the reply comes, "Why not?" - Is someone else somewhere else living my own wildest imaginings? It is all an imagining, isn't it?
I wish I loved you as much as you loved me. Then I wouldn't have lost so much skin in your game that I thought I was truly living rather than paying to play.
I used to think. Freedom was a place far off. Now I see. Freedom is what I am. I used to believe. I was bound by another. Now I know. I am bound to nothing.
Take what you know - as truth - discarding all else. This is the way. I used to hold to things - onto a thing. But now I am spirit needing nothing. Now all things pass through me. I see everything and hold nothing.
Sometimes this is only a human word meaningless in reality I am always now not in the now cuz now just is
The words come the thoughts come too feelings emotions they come then go
Free? Free is creating the universe of which you exist there is only living and the mind
There are different ways various practices everything goes to the same end the beginning
a person - family community - nation and world missteps and seems to be forever off-track even being here one becomes lost the appearance of being lost the sense one is lost and blind yet still one is here
There is a hard way and an easy way a long way and a short way complicated and simple there isn’t time only now is real so only now one must see this is the easy short and simple way to reach the beginning at the end