3 am. I sippz coffee again. Ye Im tired so whuh?
I’ll be tired again later, whats the difference?
Come online and talk about my interests.
Follow the links to my wish list
Peace, Love, Happiness-ness.
Nestled in my home temple, no matter what I get into.
I always return to center. The breath I enter.
Knowing every moment is precisely perfection.
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
Let me get a taste of passion; The fruit of life
I want to begin again where the memories were born.
When the moonlit sky danced on the ocean
And city lights twinkled along the shores.
Our adventures had no start or end
Meandering through wilderness and concrete
We would devour elixirs that fired neurons
And you would dance in the green grass as the sun rose.
Our sacred spot on the river; during hot summer days
Like kids we just wanted to play.
I can’t think of the words to say; wish they didnt take you away
Without you around; its so hard to escape.
I miss you J Bird.
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.
We need to revitalize minds, open your eyes wide.
Dont be surprised as the disguised come alive.
Cognitive dissonance, we are a kin to this.
Systematic trafficked like smuggled immigrants.
If you visualize a better day, to find a better way.
Maybe we can all make it, roads paved to take the pain away.
Me? I dont claim ten toes on the pavement.
Tired of arraignment, drugs and alcohol leaving me displaced here.
Struck a new cord, cultivate in life’s prison and build myself a new ward.
So this is my world. I design her.
She is beautiful, she is fine, She is my girl.
Just jotting… Need to get in the habit of writing more.
Take your time to unwind from the troubles and trials
Trials and tribulations as we all are awakened
Building blocks of cornerstones unknown
Remove self from the throne
There is no self at all
Nothing to own, control, condone
Alone on ya own
How we supposed to grow
Nina
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
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