Capitalize with capital lies. By Nina Yin

All that television got em Fucked Up.

Society super superficial; Meanwhile… Cruiser missiles hitting impoverished Fallujah village

Mankind rape and pillage; Distasteful images… is what the image is… 

I wish we’d all take a warrior stance but according to stats: most of our warriors are employed in cash

Oil money, mine money it’s all just thug and blood money

Drug money from the war on terror, God Damn, this smells funny

Cut the trees down to feed more cattle. Pretty soon we can’t breathe; and all the air flammable

The Immaculate race to destroy our own habitat … A slap in the face to mother earth, and no I’m not having that

Planet of plastic, castration of our world’s future.

Capitalize with capital eyes telling y’all the capital lies!

Palm oil, bomb deployments and American marines on all soil. It’s getting hot in the kitchen I tell ya’ we all boil.

I spit these bars naturally, happily.

We need to be natural, balancing.

Factual and Practicing

What we preach.

They keys to humanity’s salvaging.

 

Nina

 

 

 

False negative ego and goal setting. By Nina

I’ve proved myself wrong on so many occasions, I’ve doubted my potential and blown myself out of the water with success. It’s dangerous to doubt oneself and I think that most of us don’t even know what we are capable of. The trick to each of my successes was to persist beyond my self doubt; to overlook it by conquering fear of failure. I do once again have many goals I’d like to accomplish; goals I’ve left behind and overlooked. And again it’s time to ignore my false doubtful ego.

Why be scared? I’d rather fail trying to prove my doubtful ego wrong than to look back and see I didn’t try at all. In all actuality we as human beings have infinite potential. A potential to shape our lives and others around us. This occurs like a ripple effect and works in mysterious ways via laws of attraction and the perception of others.

I try and picture and visualize the positive changes I’d like to see; from big changes to small. I write notes to myself reminding me of what my goals are, over time things can be lost, so I take notes. Goals and aspirations take time to flourish so persistence is key. Don’t rely on others to do your goals for you but always remember…Sometimes we can’t always get to our goals on our own, and it’s okay to ask for help, in fact I encourage it. Doing things alone is never easy and you’d be surprised how much help you can get by simply asking. Believe it or not people want to help you. 

Try to imagine who and where you want to be.

Make your present self reflect that person and do as they would do.

Ignore your false doubtful ego.

Take control of your life and your goals.

 

Nina

 

With the Flow: A Zen Story

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imagesA Taoist story tells of an old man who accidentally fell into the river rapids leading to a high and dangerous waterfall.

Onlookers feared for his life.

Miraculously, he came out alive and unharmed downstream at the bottom of the falls.

People asked him how he managed to survive…

“I accommodated myself to the water, not the water to me.

Without thinking, I allowed myself to be shaped by it. Plunging into the swirl, I came out with the swirl.

This is how I survived.”

-Zen Story

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If my poems could push past poetry… – NinaPoetry Reading

“if my poems could push past poetry”

If my poems could push past poetry…

Instead : an interstellar traveling vast opening

Then I’d have wide eyes / surprised I defined: time

Defined I…

Imagine an imagination with an application for mass creation

Would it be God? Naw…

Non applicable. Sub supersonic dubbed myracle

Left the spherical earthly worldly ways / my words create worlds lyrical

So where am I at in my meditations?

I’m gone, I left long ago and left this replacement.

“A poem.”

 

By Nina

Talking to the stars by Nina Yin. Goodnightnina Poetry Reading

 

She would “talk” to the stars

She would dance with nature and sing with the birds

The crows in particular, making her smile. 🙂

Her best friend was the raven AND her worst enemy…

Her imagination was extravagant

The date of earth wasn’t reality

Time nor place replaced by visions

In drum circles with the village

She would sing of the life and it’s rhythm

Eventually she talked with the stars

Her hopes and her dreams and the natural mystic

It took decades as the speed of light was not fast enough

But the stars replied

With the wisdom she seeked; the life she wanted to live;

Impossibility is laughable now

The truth

Was closer and close enough to touch and feel

Tantalising reality of the sacred unity with her stars

The stars are out tonight

looking down

Or looking up

As we live our lives, they speak.

It takes time

but what is time?

I could write this forever in time.

Thanking the stars.

For their love.

 

Love Nina