What happens to dreams unseen?
Do they transfer to our roughs drafts?
Perish away to our archives?
Hide in our trash bins?
-Seemingly destined for deletion-
Or do they sit in our notifications
like unopened email
Waiting patiently for our attention
Category Archives: #culture
Falling
Every once in a while we fall in love,
Allowing us To innerstand,
to Be
Our breathe escapes us
Our senses heighten
And our hearts pound
Death is inescapable and life is momentarily
We fall
our remains becoming the soil for new life.
Energy In Motion
When we accept our emotions
a pathway to an enlightened reality exposes itself to us
causing us to look deeper and love more freely.
Along this journey,
we acquire a deeper sense of being
And the emotions we once repressed
become the keys to our salvation
Projections
Through experience and observation, I’ve come to realize that no other person will ever be made in our image except ourselves. So that if there is a such thing as a ” soul mate” – or whatever phrase is more appropriate today- he/she will also be made in an image of their own and this will more than suffice.
I’ve come to find that the things that draw us closer to people are more complex than the the images our eyes project. which is why I believe that what makes us of fall in love stretches beyond the natural senses, past explanation and reaches further than the lengths of time and distance.
What do you think friend?
Many Truths
I know myself in ways that I could never explain.
At time I feel like a slave who isn’t aware of his own chains.
Other times I focus so much on my faults that I take an unfair amount of the blame,
using weed and meditation to alleviate the pain.
My goal is to escape to a place hidden from the eyes
And to no longer express anger or bitterness towards the people who have told me lies.
Often I find myself living two lives;
one on the ground and the other in the sky.
This causes me to feel like I’m running out of time.
So I’ve been convincing myself to do it all at once.
Making me too impatient for kindness inappropriately blunt, and blindly in love with women I can’t have until they give me what I want.
But on the other hand, I got this gift you see?
A style that makes people want to be just like me.
When I touch their souls I sense a purpose
and they love me so much that it makes me nervous.
If I knew where I was headed, I’d proudly lead the way.
But I’m still unsure whether I should leave or stay.
If leaving will hurt then staying will make me feel blue.
Guess this is how life is when you’re living many truths.
What’s reality?
I believe that we are all afraid and because we are afraid we create personalities as defense mechanism against this world which seems so unpredictable at times.
We never know what will or won’t happen and it causes us to create super hero’s in our minds; who’s jobs are to protect of from the chaos.
In effect, these super hero’s become personalities that we take on often take on to fight anyone or anything perceived to threaten our so called existence.
If this is true, if we can create various personalities based on our fears and perceptions of the world; how can we really say that who we claim to be or what we claim to see is real?
The Goat
Dear Self,
Lately I feel like it’s just me and you
Because no one understand the changes I’m going through
In my mind, if 1 wins, nobody can lose
So why do I feel so uncomfortable expressing good news?
Is it my fault that they got complacent?
While I built myself and reconstructing my foundation
I want it to be love but it feels like they hatin
Like they want me to fall and won’t mind waiting
Maybe they got used to me being broke
Now I be flexing like I’m selling dope
But you know something that they’ll never know
Like how even when it got dark I never lost hope
And even when it rain didn’t stop I saw over the rainbow
So I deserve the world and everything in it
And when I reach the top I’ll have you as my witness
