In this digital age I write on digital page
Entering the matrix at light speed
Screen time phenomenon encompasses the world
The latest tech always awaits you yet
With little more than some gigabites I figure write
I figured right to signal light
Across the world wide web
I hope this finds you in a peaceful state of mind to dwell
To rise… is to be; here in the moment of now. In the dim morning light; the world breathes consciousness into me. I am here now waiting for nothing; preparing for nothing. I expect nothing. Nothing comes and nothing goes and I breathe in and and out. The day may bring what the day may bring and that’s okay too. To face this day without judgement. Neither good nor bad. Perhaps that is my way to peace today. Allowing the entirety of today. To come. To go.
The dim sky waits for the world to rise with the sun
I’m wonderous like a child looking above
The darkness cries out for the light and a beautiful day
Please come and nourish the land once again
Awaken in the silence
Buddha science
Hot coffee hits the lips
There is no moment but this
Appreciated
Peaceful aint it?
A very random hand written journal entry
Im not sure what I was thinking when I wrote this haha. But it looks pretty ^.^
Remember. Calm is always possible in the storm. Sometimes it is the most peaceful.
Sometimes I forget the calm is my storm. That I was born to flourish in mayhem. Similair to the lotus, similair to the mud. Even in this time I rise. Above the earth; eyes gazing across the land. With a clear view and no obstruction. All is the absolute truth behind it all. The jewel in the lotus. I become one with that truth. In the emptiness, nothingness. Peace. Bliss. Calm in my storm.
We have been seeing death and dark… and light and life… Crossing to and fro… Amidst the chaos I am clear as calm water. Or the infinite sky.
-Nina
Wow that was a good sleep! Woo eee. Definitely feeling good. Goodie goodie gum drops. I feel like going to the store and getting coffee when it opens. Wish it was open now but waddyado. We’ll see what it is. We’ll see what it do. Whose got a blues clue reads the news with no shoes? Tired hanging on electric wires feeling inspired. Ar Narrrrr sub par poet. Thats fine tho. Have you asked about align tho? Its all mine yo. My design ho.
Waking up feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed. May a unique peace prevail. No need to be obtuse just loosen up. Have a munch at lunch, fruit bowl punch; the juicy stuff. Futuristic funk. Maybe just a little lazy crazy bout laser carbon dating; an old school fool, amazing. No need to be Timothy Timid Just be Will Smith whimsical ill Uncle phil recriprical silly with many sylables.
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
I wish to rest in the womb of peace. For as long as it takes
Abide, inside, calm, ease .This is what I need
The world outside is a storm, I know. I do not want to go
I will stay in the warmth of security. It is purity
I rest deeply, profoundly. Love all around me.
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Art by : Designed and sold by Francesca Love Artist on Redbubble
We live and dwell draped in a veil
Blinded and wondering where does the truth lie
Distraction tactics on the masses pushing plastic from the jurassic
The world is going up in smoke; we better have a classic coke
A sad joke
And jokes aside what comes to mind
Is what the world needs to entail
Coming together and peace prevail
Common sense! Dear rulers; no more bombs descent
No more small arms for men
First world, third world theres no difference
All individuals deserve a decent world to live
But I’ll say again, we are veiled and distracted
Sheeps masked and maybe I was designed to be tasked with this
Who knows, but I need to find a loop hole; to move
Growth
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