Icy cool air meanders to my desk from the cracked window
To where I sit with my coffee to arise and write on wordpress
Today will be a good day, I speak it into existence
The words pass through self, the self is cosmic
So my words speak like stars in the early morning sky; true.
What I choose to do is not important
Similair to the revolution will not be televised
The action and peace takes place only in my mind.
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…
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…
I choose happiness, I choose life
It feels like dark times, but I’ll be alright
Time to grow in knowledge and strength
Who knows the time of length
But I shall inherit my future I build
Whether rushing fast or empty still
Must endure the pains for gains
Because I cannot wait my life away.
A seemingly average day
A trans girl with long dirty blonde hair smokes in the west end alley
The hot summer air and a cool breeze is calming…
A man turns the corner on foot and he is talking to himself,
She is unsure about what
He is surprised the alley isn’t empty…
“Oh you caught me talking to myself!”. He exclaims happily
“Haha”
She laughs
“I do the same thing”.
He thinks to himself for a moment and says
“The world needs a sermon!”.
As he disappears
Strolling down the lane
On a hot summers day…
Solo ride to die, Im alive sliding through the matrix.
Awaked this rhyme replacement for fake shit.
Life can be basic and and at the same time amazing.
Got a few years sober and Im so glad I made it.
Im diciplined! I dismiss the liquids that slit your system.
Trying to function at the junction like some crucifixes.
No merit to inherit just building like pyramids.
I have a fear to live in a world that I can see as clear as this.
So I try. To meditate. I strive. To levitate.
You’d be surprised at what awaits.
Behind the Reddened gates.
So pass on through; say a prayer, be aware.
Reflections of self, the wisdom in the mirror.
Peace.
-Nina
Chilled da fuks out; Let the breeze in
I need moe’ chemical incentives sedative let em’ in too
Cause I been through too much to touch on
Now I’m enhancing my lush lawn, cause the grass is greener
On my side, on the sideline of the van city to infinity
Faded amaze jaded nuff’ to fall asleep on the bus
Headed nowhere fast so the enjoyment lasts
Crushed velvet cushions of clouds I sleep on
Awakened awaiting my fate but I can see dawn
To stay in the moment is a difficult task, or to look at onseselves entirely
Constantly my mind is dividing me
I feel as though my moment are fleeting, escaping and changing
Always trying to make way
Everything seems dark but maybe, just maybe Im mistaken
If only I can stand unshaken.
just lemme be free / lemme be me /take this blindfold off so I can see / I wanna breathe / I wanna speakeasy / I wanna walk in the trees / get lost in a breeze / I wanna feel the world freeze / I wanna free my mind / I wanna be alive – Please.
In the dark of night I arise once again
To collect my thoughts I write with pen
Its about time I do this again
With no regrets where does this stem?
How long have I been in this place
My skyscraper oasis
Thousands of faces
As the city tells tales naked
Must be about a year now
I was losing my mind but Im here now
Nada to fear now
Its so clear now
Cool; calm; collected
Solemnly protected by my own perspectives
I walk with a thousand spirits
I can see; smell and hear this
They touch with a thousand arms to feel this
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