Identifying with things distracts from who you really are
Close your mind to the outside influences
Clear your thoughts
Live now as you choose
Just be

Take time to breathe and enjoy
Don't forget
If you believe in reincarnation
This is your afterlife

Give
Up
Now

Leave
A
World

It seems history repeats itself because no one listens

Twilight sun
Air cold
Exhale life

Master of type
Defending tradition
Deepest fear
Accepting transition

I appear to have misplaced my future
I knew where it was until recently
But now
I can't find it anywhere

Brought from the past
This future is not mine
Afraid to speak
It does not align
Brought from the past
I can't help but be here
Afraid to be me
This future insincere

Life's too short for dreams and schemes
Let's get real and push extremes
Take a chance while there's still time
Spontaneity loves tasting the wine

From the mirror's point of view
Truth or disguise
Drunk on images
The hangover effect
Relief or excuse

Must I look around
Involving myself in expanding intimacies
Something created from so much
But very little
Pushing me from the importance of the infinite
Rotating without break
Encompass all
No matter
No willing
I must float
Flex
Descend
Cease
If I am here
I must belong

Tossed into another dimension
Via dreams I dare not mention
Unsure of life in this realm
Frightened by thoughts that overwhelm
Escape seems irrelevant and unclear
Where I am is where I belong
I fear

Explain colours to the blind
Define sound to the deaf
Expect understanding from the ignorant

MEANWHILE
the rain teases the grass
but the sea is unhappy about the waste

POLLUTION
acidly aided by gravity
frees the ball from the axis

CHANGING
EVERYTHING
until the next time
PERHAPS

depending on the science

descending at the start
to societal expectation
I have to refocus
and understand
this is not the shape of things
escape the boundaries
look within
free real life

Confusion
Withheld
Deeply
Disturbing

my life is just that
mine
no one is qualified to say that I am right or I am wrong
I live to my own rules
like it
loathe it
I don't care
I will not instruct or comment on how you live
don't apply the same to me
so there

Sometimes
When I go to sleep
I think

What time do I have

Change is constant
Just look in the mirror
I will have little control over how things pan out

Sometimes
It can be detrimental
To think

Of what was
Of what will be

Now is all I have
  
Someday
The morning will not be there
I close my eyes and wait

best step back
the world is crashing
the sky is crack'd
sea has gone weird
plants inverting
air insincere
people converting

best step back
it's not making sense
teach don't tell
alien unwell
i've lost track
no going back

To be yourself is all you can be

deepening crisis of common sense
all is done for recompense
digital answers free to seek
painstaking confusion
inverted peak

plastic people
melting sun
corporate answers
bye bye fun

P             U            T             more into your life
a              n            o
t              d             l
i               e            e
e              r             r
n              s            a
c               t            n
e               a           c
                n            e
                d
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                n
                g

pity lives unowned
lost at sea
forever alone

there is a certain liberation to be enjoyed
no rule following
going through a point that impresses the senses
freedom of speed
reaching the horizon before dawn
no longer per hour
measuring in the second
ecstasy of movement
with no destination
ending too soon
but living in the moment

Do I seek reparation
Do I crave adoration
Am I drawn by the critics
Am I freed by the lies
When I question my cause
My answer repeats

Without me there is nothing

I am my life

being alive
accepting every feeling
good
bad
happy
painful
unwilling to favour one or the other
moulding life to complement
resisting preference for experience
being alive

Heart
          Encompasses
A   R   T
l    e      h
l    m     o
      a        u
      r          g
      k           h
      a             t
      b              s
      l
      e

what dream is this I awaken from

am I no longer a part of time
where is the reality of before
my clock is running behind

catching up with where the world has gone
it wears you out

sleep is where I find my reality

so leave me to descend into my own
and carry on with nothing

Help
Our
Past
Evolve

Overwhelmed sensitivity
Dying thoughts
Never created

time has flown
ocean groan
birds have sunk

in the darkness
I sit
I wait
for what
I don't know
why are we here
we are surplus to requirements in a world that does not need us
all life has a purpose
except
humans
what do we contribute to the planet but grief
war
destruction
self interest
nothing of value to the existence of Earth
and yet
we have the arrogance to suggest we are the solution
GO FIGURE

open the door to explore
deeply
your innermost dreams

explore all that is seen
and
challenge the unseen

nothing is out of reach
grasp
absorb don't teach

don't set limits to existence
trust
in your persistence

Go   Lose your resistance   Live

The endless river rolls on
I am but driftwood
I am gone

my dark is mine
my hope sublime
last call for the world
I await

views of the giraffe
kept by the elephant
freed by the wolf

behold the departure of summer
plays into autumns hands
the green is turning
winter leaves me cold

drift through the beige
to the colour of dreams
listen to the world
while man intervenes
forgive

summer living
some just existing
autumnal call
winter fall
spring back to hope

purest intention
distraction exists
resist focus

lost for ages
thinking
not thinking
living

flocking hordes
wasting breath
time allows

beautiful day
no room for sadness
white dove dreams

Dawn breaks
Sun comforts
Day begins

I WILL BE ?
perhaps not
Wait and see

I will be ?
perhaps not
Wait and see

saturn rings
no reply
maybe later

gentle is the wind
softly screaming
as the sun dies