What becomes of me
When I think about the past and how it's gone, I am sad. I may even become anxious in that moment while sitting with that memory that isn't even happening now. Must be some sort of sickness of the soul to remember life instead of just experiencing it.
Or some tragic happiness that I am attached to. Where do we go from there dear; what do I do with me.
Lara Loves Nothing
My dear young artist friend Noel made me this 'Glow Art' work.
She called it "Lara Loves Nothing"
I agree.
:)
One Could Say
One could say the moon is in Love with the Sun
but one would be wrong.
For that would imply some type of choice.
Just as one could say that I am in Love with God.
but one would be wrong.
For that would imply some type of choice.
Just as one could say that I am in Love with God.
Trapped in the Moment
What do u know of this walking.
What is this forward motion u speak of.
I'm perplexed by my own feet.
Ewe by Mother's Lara Sophia
I've been thinking about You,
And it's slightly inconvenient for my day to day life.
I can't tell what's going on.
My whole world has changed and I'm unabashedly aware that You definitely have something to do with it.
Where were You my whole life; lurking in the shadows of my heartache and joys?
Watching and waiting for me to make a move and that's when You pounced!
I really never saw You coming. You know.
I was completely surprised yet somehow aware that it was all as it should be.
I love. That's what I do. You know me like the back, front and sides of my hands, and feet.
What Love is this!
Why have You come for me dear One.
Glance my way and send me all the answers of the universe.
I didn't know anything before You; may I never learn anything besides You ever again.
Morning Grey
Lost in the morning grey, I thought I saw your face. Mistaken it was just more grey.
Missing the comfort of a blank stare, engulfed in the calming shade of grey.
She walks within it without a sound.
I can almost hear footsteps.
'Nothing for You but Me'
Hey friend, I can't give you anything.
I really have nothing for you right now.
I wanted to share with you the world, but I stepped out of it empty handed.
I would have told you about all the wonderful experiences Ive had in the past, but I'm trying to forget.
If I release the happy memories then the sad memories will be easier to let go of.
I'd rather become neutral as an unrocked boat upon the sea. Or at least one that's gone untethered so it doesn't mind being jostled to and fro.
I wanted to be a fisher of men with you, but my net has too many holes and I've some mending to do.
So I have nothing for you, but me, hopefully I'll be enough.
Be Gone Cruel One
Speak to me not cruel temptress of the physical desires of the body.
For I have seen the ugly side of man and the pains received by deception of the attached form.
I need not the anguish nor the yearning of this body to harm my senses.
Leave me in peace to rome this world without your involvement. There is enough for me to do here. Enough to learn and develop and see and do; so please leave me, thank you.
Give Back
Can't breathe, the inhalation comes but I don't breathe out.
I'm stuck on intake.
I can only receive.
I'd like to give back something you could use, in return for all you have given me.
I just can't seem to remember how to let go of what I am given.
This precious gift of life, squandered on an undeserving bag of carbon, walking around in search of enjoyment.
Satiate me Lord, I can only be pleased by you.
Listen Not
These words are just my madness coming out of my face.
Listen to the language of my soul and you shall not be deceived.
For even I do not listen to my thoughts anymore, they know nothing of this world or the next one.
'One Way'
Forgetting You
Feels like Sound.
A lost traveler is a found soul;
Wandering these broken streets alone.
Grounded to nothing while attached to something unknown.
Content in the seams of desires unfounded and deeply expressed.
Run Love! There's everything for you here and that too shall be taken away as the theft of my fallen angel's un sounded trumpets.
She walks alone with companionship.
She dances in the dawn forgetting You.
'No Direction' by LS
What an odd duck.
A strange sensation to be scooped out hallow and moved to the moon.
I wasn't alone when I got here but I became alone in your presence.
Sitting silently waiting for my heart to re-appear.
I don't miss you. I am you.
So every turn you make away from me is another step toward me.
I don't understand your path but I trust you.
Thank you for everything - go be alone.
I have no more distractions, just love to give with no direction.
It flows from me like a train from a tunnel.
Like a star exploding - going super nova!
I'm done.
Just passively looking for a place to seep the energies into.
Your eyes still close too often, they make me blink in the dark.
The One eye stays open and shines.
Take my hand when we are ready; but we're not ready.
One of us needs to focus and the other to have the aperture WIDE open.
via Dalai Lama
'Sooner or later you will find a limitation of resources and will have to adopt a more contented lifestyle.'
'I keep gazing'
Every man that walks alone is you; every eye that looks my way, your face.
I'll die a thousand times before tomorrow, wondering if my heart will be replied to.
Jason Becker :)
this reminds me of Jason :) its just an art piece I saw at a thrift store while out in the world :)
Desiderata Max Ehrmann
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counselor the years, gracefully surrendering the things of Youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.
With all it's sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be Cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Aum
The Road is Very Thin -LS
My path is in the dark.
I have no lights to guide me.
The only compass I carry is in my heart
Next to the knowledge that You are with me.
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