#meditating
I give up.
The world can keep on happening around me
Earth can spin endlessly, I must stop caring.
I will not observe, I will not connect
I will stay in bed and watch tv
I will let my problems be
The world can keep on happening around me
I'm no longer part of it
I'm just a thing in the surroundings
I do not have to matter, it is liberating to think of it
I don't matter, never did, never will
So I can do whatever I want in the limits of what I can do
With the money I've been given
With the family I've been given
With the face and body I've been given
I will do what I can, not my best, just what I can
Because I decided that
The world can keep on happening around me
And I will not be part of the happening
I will be as quiet as rivers flowing
I will live like a bird, a fish or a flower
Quiet and inhuman.
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 5:14 PM UTC
Another month has gone
And my cards have been drawn,
I look them over and wait
until I can feel what they say.
I've felt so overwhelmed lately,
Life can be so challenging.
It makes sense when I see
The nine of swords in front of me
I'm surrounded by triggers of anxiety,
People I want to please,
A job I intend to keep,
Time continuing on, forgetting about me.
It's stressful.
But I know things will change,
Eventually I'll flow like a jellyfish
Because the empress appeared today.
Oct 30, 2023
Oct 30, 2023 at 8:06 AM UTC
Solitude,
they say, is the drifting glacier
amidst a rolling sea
against a faint yellowish light
at dusk over a particularly misty sky;
you see a white fish washed onshore —
quivering and pulsing,
then stilled.
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 11:43 AM UTC
The earth turns 360 degrees
We age every 360 degrees
Life goes on 360 degrees
Moving on is a big step
to replenish a degree of life
- Lunarology
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 11:26 PM UTC
She's beautiful, does she know it?
She feels insecure.
Her past's foundation is unstable,
Loosed screws by the screwdriver who was once her anchor.
The man who was supposedly thankful for having her in his life,
Is now a distorted image in the back of her mind,
Still eating her insides.
Living parasites, thoughts of
"I really wish he would (wood) turn" might, (termite)
Not be what's she's truly after.
The sensation of instability is really what's killing her faster
The doubt creeping, one foot in the deep end,
Feels like time is moving faster
As she sinks deeper into the quick sand-mans plaster.
Oh! how she longs to start a new chapter in her life,
Not realizing the pen was in her hand the entire time...
Ma'am, what is it that you are truly after?
Apr 27, 2020
Apr 27, 2020 at 8:23 AM UTC
Some people do yoga,
Some of them pray.
Some people talk
and some hide it away.
Whatever the problems,
There's always a way,
To meditate on them,
Me... I just play.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 6:01 AM UTC
I was so broken
the cracks in my heart went so deep
deeper than the ocean
all I did was sleep
I wanted to sleep my pain away
sometimes I still want to
but I don't
because im trying to better my life,
keep my **** organised,
stay away from my knifes
but last weekend I was alone
not lonely, but alone
I was connecting to my body again
nobody was there to judge the things that I did
I was laying in the grass
looking at the trees
meditating, streching, praying, painting
all the things I like to do but I'm scared to
scared that people judge me doing them
but in that moment
after the weekend reconnecting with myself
I finally felt happy
my cracks were filling up with joy
I couldn't sleep because I couldn't stop smiling
that moment
that short moment
I will never forget
I finally felt hope again
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 6:25 AM UTC
I am the pebble
sunk in the clear slow spring
watching the warm sky
and the bright green grass beside
I am the pebble
low in the dirt murky water
cowering in swirling tides
when the banks are grey and far
I am the pebble
after the water has run dry
sighing into mud
while the sun rises round and hot
I am the pebble
at the eternal hour
melting fast to putty
just as the sky goes black
all i love i lose
all i know i feel
all i breathe i choose
Dec 22, 2017
Dec 22, 2017 at 1:09 AM UTC
I wish I were somewhere else
Somewhere not of the world
Somewhere peace
Somewhere love
Somewhere smiles are not false
Nirvana maybe
But the chaos here
does not permit passage
Dec 25, 2016
Dec 25, 2016 at 2:43 AM UTC
endlessly lies the possibilities
of what could be done and why,
and i look up to them in quiet awe.
nothingness envelops me,
sadness creeping up from the dark spots,
but there is a bright side even yet,
i am young, they say,
and i smile politely and remind them,
that age does make wisdom,
however, adversity does is just as well.
lay with me, but breathe gently.
easily disturbed is the balance of it all,
it took too many years to equal out,
please, rest softly,
question meanings, and sleep.
stillness is not the evil in this world.
there lies no shame in it,
but the shame rests in the expectancy
of only productivity.
think of nothingness, and do so daringly,
and find calm in your being.
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
Silence
Unsolicited silence
Barging into the very midst
Of a lucid daydream
With intentions
To suffocate
A train of thought
Destined for elightenment
Perfectly executed
It despises all intentions
To become conscious
Blaring in monotone fashion
Silence
Deafening the very ears
That fall upon it.
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 5:44 PM UTC
Spent my summer solstice in solitude.
Many don't like to be alone, but I fear not...
Being alone helps me gather my thoughts.
The longest day of the year and I chose to spend it with myself.
Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC