This is it. This is the life you’ve been waiting for
Have not not a worry in the world
As everything falls perfectly into its place.
Your friends, finances… Your love
Symmetrical balance like yin and yang
No need to fret over fine details
The bold facts of perfection remains
You are at where you’re meant to be
And everything is where it should be.
Open your eyes
The new world awaits
Good morning my sunshine
Arent you feeling oh so refreshed?
This time we can begin all again
The slate has been wiped clean
Time has changed and you are a new born in this place
If you could do it all again
Would you do it different?
In the dark; dreams light my way
“Follow your dreams”. A little voice tells me
Like Alice… I am going down the rabbit hole
Running and chasing and fighting my way to… dream on
In the in-between; perfected symmetry
Visions and mimicry of the real
And when I awake; I watch my memories like a theatre in the mind
An intimate study of the self; subconscious
Rules no longer exist and fantasy always persists.
Awakened thought; no creative block
Jaded not; a faded plot awaits the blog
This is me; cosmic entity; search serenity
You are me… Not my enemy.
Om so hum. We all be one.
Baring the brunt Yet cherishing suns.
-Nina
My divine feminine diamond side rises
Its essence scribed on the finest paper
No statements amass the amount of magic concentrated
Like eyes dilated; beautiful dark
Look into them and see my heart
My shadow; a dancing silouete.
My reflection, the essence projects…
A happy soul, entranced in the beauty of life
Perfection; the universal precise.
-Nina
Spring has come early; birds chirp in delight
Warm light flows into my apartment from the morning east
Time has come to plant flowers and trees on my patio
I love the changing seasons; making life anew
The blue skies can be a welcome change in my city in the rainforest
Darkness to bright; changing the moods of the everyday passerbys
Making them say Good Morning with a smile
A warm breeze that makes the trees dance
And as flowers start to bloom
I am happy with spring and life anew.
The city is silent on a saturday morning. 4 am
All the light in the highrises… Off… The world in slumber
Yet I have come alive, into this magic place
This place where creation waits to be born
Half asleep, I sip black coffee and vape
Today can be such a wonderful day.
Its good day for mindfulness plus unwind-full-bliss.
Nothing to find, no eye, no thought of shh… persists.
Remain focused! Dont let the monkey mind escape the lotus.
Come back monkey! You thought I wouldn’t notice!
Now have a seat. Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.
Recite these mantras, escape away with me.
Give me yer hand. Off to the pure land.
Mindful and monkey together… To serve the world now…
Here again, Tuesday morning at five AM
Pick up a digital pen
Remembering bits and pieces of a dream realm
Remembering is overwhelming
Compelling to try to dig deeper
My subconscious serious thrill seeker
Waking up alone and being alone can be a good thing
I have no master, only the self
My own temple of reflection in depth
Writing is the chosen platform
Having that sworn into the very last word
Words of trial and tribulation?
Against the self, with the self, self determination
Im here with the wordpress rambling jot blot word world nation
And I appreciate the placement.
Im not sure what to think, drinking my coffee.
Is this all worthless or purposeful, my nervousness.
Got me high like a livewire, planet earth.
I want to choose life, not suicidal quite.
But the scitzo-effective symptoms with no remedy.
Trying to be the end of me.
Try to live on and see dawn.
My Buddhist ideology makes me think that we can respawn.
That this goes on and on. I could be wrong.
No more meat and dairy not at all.
No alcohol…
So I hope I can go to a good place
I wonder. What would it take?
Take me away from pain sustained in a new way.
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