The environment within which we were raised, as a child, teenager, and until now, is the same environment that has resulted, in part, in our current configuration. This environmental constitution elicits particular behaviours from us, resulting in particular perspectives and ways of viewing and interacting with reality. Within this environment we are only able to … Continue reading On changing.
O' how the water tastes, sipped after the breaking of fast, after I crunch on bread - all my needs met. Nay, nay, that well lies far away. You need not drink that liquid, for it will cause you illness. I say sir, have you heard of the well on the yonder? Nay, I say. … Continue reading A water so sweet.
Sometimes it feels like my heart is open or it's deadbolted and sealed shut. But if you open the door just a little, it flies open and off the hinges. When this happens the energy that surges through me, that courses through my veins fills my mind with fantasies of the possible, of what could … Continue reading Untitled #8974
To be loved is to be open, To the boundless possibilities, Though I catch myself hopin', And so I keep my door open, I scream and shout in sadness and anger, But deep down I just want to be close, My creativity is knows the possibility, And also the probability, That you view me as … Continue reading Open
Only when we are empty do we become full... the breath that is held, is lost. When we are left breathless, no sooner are we aware than the breath returns to us in full. And just like that, that which we let go of hath returned. Wholeness and emptiness are one and of the same. … Continue reading Emptiness.
We sail the seas like our boats are built to withstand, the tidal energy of poseidon's hand, the body of water stretching from land to land, and yet when the seas swell and the storms rage, on the other side lies stillness and awe, these seas are rough; known to sink, the boats of many … Continue reading Sailors brave, of past and present.
Doors close and others open; sometimes we need to step away, so that we can take steps in the right direction. Life is a gamble, and you never may know what the future holds, but just know that the future only arrives for those who can let go of the past, for the past and … Continue reading Acceptance.
I feel so hurt that I cannot cry; my eyes are a desert, and I'm lost wondering alone. You are a concealed blade that comes to play during the most intimate embrace. You are violent and selfish, and I am dumb and enamoured. I hate that I love you, and I hate you, too. I … Continue reading Dry eyes.
I feel so hurt, betrayed, and uncertain. I hate feeling like this, I hate feeling like I can't rely on someone, and I hate feeling disrespected and unappreciated. The feeling that one wrong move is the end of your relationship is a torturous feeling. One error, one misstep, one... difference, and then you are in … Continue reading Anxious feelings.
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