Freedom at the tips of my finger; I write on whim
I just write, write a bit till its done, its fin
Days can be strange but I find peace in all
Freedom in all; Even insid these walls
Freedom in the traffic in the concrete jungle
On the bus or on my bike I am moving undone now
Undone is the release peace of mind I can find
At any place, at any day, at anytime
The world is yours. Floor it into the next door exploring!
Eyes open… and surprise hoping so open your gift.
Here’s everything on your spiritual wish list. At least the gist of it…
No more need for these fiddle sticks.
I’m fixated and fixed to this new trail mix of bliss.
The sunrise.
It breaks the darkness into light
Illuminating this beautiful world
Thank you for this day
A day of an eternal rising blue sky
You dont know where freedom lies
Building our own prisons
Slaves to your own possession
Please find your way
And escape the matrix of your design
Before it is too late
Because freedom isn’t out there
Its in here.
It’s 3 am on March 6th and I have no problems getting up. I feel rested and my watch says I got about 8 hours sleep. Today I have a phone appointment with my housing worker and I have to work on my taxes to get a return. Yesterday I added a new weapon to my collection and it feels dangerous to hold; all new weapons do… Right now I sit and vape drinking vanilla ice coffee, optimistic about the day ahead. I want to play on my switch this morning because theres probably no one awake to talk to at such an ungodly hour, yet these are sometimes my favorite hours; hours of spirituality.
From my window the nights sky looks like a blank black canvas… a big one haha. Which reminds me that these words are like the stars in the sky; cosmic. I’m starting to really get back in the groove of using wordpress. However I still have to get used to it and a lot of the features I used to use I no longer know how; I look back at all of the other posts over the past decade and they fascinate me. I want to continue building this page, to me it has grown into something very special. From the quotes, to the street art, to the love poetry. It was once a memory but if I explore this site I can relive every moment any time I want.
Cheers to blogging
Nina
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…
I dream of the promise land; where peace abides
Mountains streamline across the sky
Prayer flags cross the trails on my path to freedom
I am given help along my jouney
Compassion for all the sentient beings on earth
This is my path and it was always meant for me
Rebirth; Samsara
Or a heavenly Nirvana
They think Im somethin special But I think Im like everything from the shelf. Im. Just myself nothin else, nothin extraordinary. Nothing noteworthy from my inventory now heres the story. Im just trynna survive mine; Life. Im not a cat I dont got nine Lives. Just chillin n livin’ working on many things and one of them things forgiveness. Ive been beat up and down and I been around the block. Down and up and drinkin till Im drowned my sorrows weigh more than pounds n Im sorry. For anything that went down that hurt anyone along my journey. I try to keep my head up; right now I’m trynna get some bread up cause Im fed up with the sky high prices of simple ass stuff. Like a bed and a place to rest my head; this is crazy I cant even afford to live in a shed. When I wrote this; I simply bled emotions poetical therapy But naw Im not hopeless. Im actually ontop of it; climbing n never droppin it; philosophies im trying to follow it and acknowledging my own accomplishments.
Nina
I had never heard such a silence
Like an eye of the storm
Forming my perfect circle
This is afar from the urban jungle
The deserted sands and plains
Cascading mountain range…
Away…
-Nina
May peace spread across the globe
As simple as to eyes to see and hands to hold
May light illuminate the dark
Revealing truth and love within our hearts
May the sick be healed and blind can see
There is no pain; for you nor me
May the lost be found; in this crazy world
Rise up like the lotus
Help to cultivate the good.
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