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Real?

In this winding net we weave and still believe in

Fact or fiction. What is this vision called reality?

My dreams sometimes seem far more tangible

So which existence is it we really live in or which ones a vision?

Perhaps neither are alive or… what we deem is our survival

Too much mandela effect here and deja vu

Psychedelics leave us more clues

They say seeing speaks reality into existence

I see eyes in all directions when I’m trippin

As the matrix watches I walk through that particular realm

How many are there? Honestly which one is real?

Image from Etsy. Link:

Buddha Giclee Blotter Art Print 900 Tabs Archival Quality Psychedelic Acid Free Paper – Etsy Canada

A meditation poem.

Each breath is a blessing, Resting your mind

Calming you and guiding you with ease

Every moment is taken with awareness of all sensations

Let the daily tasks of life become ones meditation

Always aware and returning to a breath of peace

If hungry? Eat. If tired? Sleep. Simplify life

For example… What possessions do we truly need?

To question is zen… To question is mindfulness

Ask yourself why one would cling to worldly possessions

But let not a possession cloud ones mind either

Return to your breath upon every reflection

To let go of ones worldly attachments will end the suffering

With everything being impermanent, why attach?

Choosing to move on with mindfulness and peace

Think of others and what you may have to offer them for their needs

A childhood saying… Do unto others what you wish done unto you

And after that thought, we return to the breath once again…

In… and out…

Focusing on the breath, let your thoughts come and go,

Do not dwell on them

Let the thought go…

In… and out…

Untitled Recital. – Nina

I dont know what to fucking write; type out zen pages

Anime gay topless asians.

Well that was a weird flex but okay….

Sew an eyeball on your sunny day

Catch a fade with a grenade launcher filled with razor blades

I dont aim just pull the pin

Put my life out on a limb all for you; all in to win

Cause lifes a gamble I trample lifes obstacles

Through space; Im auronotical

Star gazing in the mirror; sober faded jumping off the roof

Im so… freshly dipped I drip like a chocolate covered cone

No… set to trip for; I do bad on my own

Im just a poetic nuissance

Im so reclusive; cant find me

Somebody remind me why I do this…

-Nina