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Love…
I love you with all my heart
And I love you with my arsenal of art
Hoping to melt your soul
I can remember you crying tears of joy
Like it was yesterday
The most beautiful thing Ive ever seen
You said you needed me
Oh how badly I needed you
And now to have you…
To feel you… To see you smile…
If I could give you the world
I would shed mine for you babe
And I think you know that
There is no bound to my love
I’m going to be here with you
Missing you when your away
Thinking of your beautiful face
But in my heart you stay
Forever.
Always.
-Love Nina
You’re insane.
Thats partially why I love you so.
I lovers your insanity.
Your insane for loving me.
Insanity is sane though.
For Im loco.
Loco infatuated with hearing your voice.
Yeah… My loco soul does rejoice.
Every day when I wake up and wait for your call.
From my loco everything
And my insane all.
-Nina
I’m lost in time and space and no one is going to find me
In that in-between state of blissful purgatory
I’m lost in that subconscious place of imagination
There is no way that your going to be able to find me
Through the darkness I walk and sleep eternally
I don’t want to leave this place anyways
So don’t try to find me; I am happy here
There is so much unknown that I can never grow bored
The unknown is the cascading infinite mind
This unknown is all I have ever known
Thunderstorms in the nights sky
Illuminate my mind
The flickering oceans and streams
A state of trance
And bliss
And love
-Nina
Here and There;
Post by Tashi Nyima
As a river, when full, must flow
and reach and fill the distant plain,
so what is given here, indeed,
will reach and bless the beings there.
As water on a mountain top
must soon descend and fill the plain,
so what is given here, indeed,
will reach and bless the beings there.
—Buddha Shakyamuni, Nidhikanda Sutta, Khuddakapatha
Source: Here and There
“There’s gon’ be some stuff you gon’ see
that’s gon’ make it hard to smile in the future.
But through whatever you see,
through all the rain and the pain,
you gotta keep your sense of humor.
You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.
Remember that.”-Tupac Amaru Shakur
Bout to make a journal entry. About what? A little empty.
But; Glorious Rainfall 6 AM.
I’m sorry, I’m sick and picked up pen.
My little abyss playpen oblivion I Stay In…
I think that I need to make some serious life decisions…
I am getting a sickness…
I’m an extroverted raven living in a turtle shell under a rock…
Rock and a hard place.
This is too hard on me.
I don’t want this to be a complaining rant, thats not who I am. but Wait…
This isn’t who I am…
I must be doing something wrong then. I’m not that.
Inside and out I am the outgoing smiling eyes always up for surprise, slide around the city laughing until my demise.
People can see me and think vicariously as: “I” the most oblivious one, create, deviate fate I hate to say this but my “Life” Awaits!
I just can’t wait. Its bad for my health.
This isn’t about sex or wealth.
Shit, maybe it is…
I kind of hate myself.
Not because I don’t love you.
Because I do love you.
But fast life was quite surreal.
But I do kind of hate myself.
For bringing this on us. On myself.
Onward or forward ,please! if you would just step with me I’d chill. For real!
But like my old poem; it’s like going nowhere fast, present is my past.
Because I’m lonely. Wishing you were at home with me.
Sitting here waiting for my phone to ring…
I’m just sad.
Nina
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