#reboot
Asreal as any mission to mars,
this is earth, we hear you now.
Come in.
And as any vampire fan knows,
the deed
was done.
If your life were
a thread,
here's a knot, hang in there,
keep on truckin'
believe in seagull borne
Celestine prophecy
and pitch Amway.
Think some things never change
and be wrong.
Start over.
What is the meaning of life, if
it is not 42 or 43? Or any whole number.
Jan 7, 2021
Jan 7, 2021 at 11:05 PM UTC
Take me back to that place
Where dichotomies of
North or South
Right or Wrong
Become
Translucent
Ground Zero
Equilibrium.
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 4:57 PM UTC
I power down the computer and wait for the processes to shut down
and as I do, I recognize for a moment
the chiming shut-down sound
as the same sound that plays in my head on a loop when I am trying to sleep
when the silent room screams louder than I can hear over
but in my ears it rings out again and again
while I toss and turn
I did not get the same courtesy when I was reset.
Mine was a cold reboot, with no warning or preparation
I had no idea what was about to happen
when he unplugged me from my reality
or messed up my keys.
I only knew when I powered up again the next morning
that something was wrong.
Only then did I realize that my programming had been corrupted.
Oct 30, 2020
Oct 30, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
Thanks
To the sacred breakthrough
Forever true
And once again
Here you are
With zen smile
The sigs and the symbols
The pray and the blessing
Addictive spiritually
Peace, utmost reward
Now what could you ask for more?
Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 5:35 AM UTC
To my awareness meditation is not being in a particular posture, or closing the eyes, or breathing consciously. For a time being even it may have placebo effect of euphoria or something temporary close to bliss. We live in the surrounding where frequency of interfering energy is above the threshold to stir our serine mind. Never did i see anyone with ****** thoughts, on closing their eyes transformed miraculously.
Modern days meditation is being connected to anything for the higher self, it is a dynamic process of evolving through the act of daily work. The passion to fullfill the dream, the vision how it needs to proceed, the effort, and the consistency of the meditating body.
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 8:36 PM UTC
feel lost within’ yourself,
it’s scary
because you attack yourself,
left alone in self-containment,
the blood flecks the inner walls
and you see red;
shutting out other voices,
you fall far and fast -
the self becomes as vast and terrifying as outer space,
a cage becomes a spaceship;
given the tools to survive
until you run out of oxygen,
beating yourself into submission
only to realize how, bloody-faced,
a self-made martyr
floods the causeway without recourse to part the tide...
no way to progress -
to shepherd yourself through the grim darkness and uncertainty,
locked in what feels like
an eternal battle:
depressed, anxious, lonely, tired -
the vandals of personalities past and present -
come to me for round one, two, three,
wash away in the silt fragments
of time that elude me,
slip through the cracks in my brain and disappear
only to implode
when it feels like you need them the least
(because that’s life).
do you let the shards of self-pity shatter you?
do you let the tide close in on both sides
and consume you whole?
do you **** a mind that seems to never learn
what it means to love itself properly?
or do you write and hope the phantom pain,
the biting cynicism,
the bitten tongue,
and
the burning trauma
die down for the time being?
there is no answer.
or else you’d find it
tattooed on each cerebral
hemisphere,
coded into the DNA
that malfunctions perfectly
to make us each
imperfect.
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 3:24 PM UTC
Why is write spelled similarly with writhe?
Maybe the "h" stands for healing.
Or maybe more appropriately, hell.
We write when we writhe.
Drawing lose words that form nooses to **** what's left in one's heart.
It's amazing how simple words can snap your neck; your head is in the clouds once more.
Wring my heart out and let it dry.
The blood in it is rotten.
Let it burn to a crisp.
As dark as one's soul can get.
Rinse and repeat; wash your feet.
Oct 30, 2019
Oct 30, 2019 at 9:06 PM UTC
So,
you're needy
and want me
to know?
Well,
if I felt
goodness from
you, I. . .
(take a hike)
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 12:24 PM UTC
Let me start this sentence over
I repeat,
Let me start that sentence over
I understand,
Let them start that sentence over
I declare,
Let them redo that sentence over
I concede,
Make them redo that sentence over
I consider,
Make them redo that compromise over
I influence,
Make them redo that compromise anew
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
I want to reboot my life,
to clear the files of
**regret,
sorrow,**
wrong decisions.
My mainframe of thought
still has echoes
of deleted files.
Nothing is really rebooted.
I'll keep deleting those files
till the time there just
shadows,
as echoes can be heard
but obscurity eventually fades.
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
Summon your mental defences
Free all the neurons
Numb all the senses
Let the thoughts pass by
Abandon all emotions
Ignore it all
Emergencies are notions
Stop with the worries
Your mind is not defective
You just need some some sleep
And the morning's fresh perspective
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 4:11 PM UTC
if only i could
try turning my own brain off
and then on again
Aug 13, 2017
Aug 13, 2017 at 3:49 AM UTC
They ascended
Left me
Earth bound
The world
Ended
Yet
I'm still
Around
Flesh
Eating
Monsters
Hunt
Where
I sleep
Still I own
This
Soul
That
You
Seek
...
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 6:48 AM UTC
**Let's begin the journeyTo refreshing our soulsWith poetic words on paper
We take the bull by the hornsTo achieve the dreams that our parents have not dreamed for us but our own
Where we conquer each of our failures to wear the crown of our successes
Hold on tight to your roller coaster
Let not the ride of life terrify the potential that lies hidden inside
When your soul screams to be kept alive Rewrite your story with a climatic twist Before the clock stops and your heart regrets Never achieving anything**
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC
Restructured
The fiber of my being
Reordered
The placement of my priorities
Reconsidered
The core of truths validity
Realigned
My moral compass and sense of duty
Rediscovered
The spark of my life and ingenuity
Recommited
Life
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 3:14 AM UTC