Who knows better?
Who knows better,
For, do I not allow my darkest secrets, to hold me to ransom.
Oh, the follies of one’s own strange ways.
there can be light, why then chose to ignore it
remaining in the shadows of, half a life.
Where memories oft’ recall, the darkest habits in each moment of time.
To become unto one to oneself
where that of essence abides
a step toward absoluteness.
Here then is the connection to,
that which is the before, and beyond that of death.
Non-acceptance of actual self-reality.
Yet acceptant of, many un-proven realities of others,
their behaviours, and emotions un-balanced
A fine line of life; to be aware, or not.
Courage to be assertive; all values, valued without fear.
If this could be, but a truth, great strengths would abound
For that of heart, and harmony would surely over-power
That of weakness, and insecure ways.
So, let’s move forward...put the past behind.
Not totally forgotten…. but learned from.
For, what point, anxiety, stress, regrets, and depressions,
belonging to another time.
The now, needs space to operate….
…. now issues are that which need be dealt with.
A cleansing, a way forward, new path, a knowing of,
the authentic self, the intrinsic being, of being human....
All in words.
Words of promise, of failure
Of loves conquest and loves doom.
Words in a jumble of languages
Words of compassion, words of war.
Words that are selfish. Words misused, and sadly abused
So many words devouring mind space.
Words of no effect, words of instruction, of indoctrination
and worthless destruction.
Was this the way planned, on the day of creation.
I am...Am I?
I am unlabelled.
I am a species.
I am of the physical, and the mental:
I am…. of life.
The discovering of deepest nature…
…The authentic self.
Becoming free of the ever-pushing ego that is ever criticising ,
selecting judging. Ever analysing rather than
having the freedom of spontaneity. of experiencing
each action in its totality.
Why live in shadows when you can walk in the light.
Self to self.
I can find endless reasons to feel down, depressed, disinterested, without hope.
Confused; emotionally obsessed, paranoid, alone, sad, and broken.
Many negative descriptive words of gloom, and doom.
all valid, as part of my life, at this time.
However, I have gratitude, and gratitude is hard to ignore.
Feeling sorry for myself, can only bring about apathy.
A lost ability for action, in any positive form.
Yet, before me awaits opportunities, simple rays of hope.
Why then, turn my back upon myself. allowing, emotions of negativity to reign over me.
I but need to regain a sense of purpose, and value.
rather than living in, a reality of pretence.
This is not the way to live, life has so much to offer.
It is a truth; for to long have I allowed myself to live in the safety of my pretend world.
Yet here I remain, in my negative state of mind for I fear that of; reality, truth, and actuality.
I find myself without grounding, nor stability; nor vision, nor hope...
...and yet, the deepest essence within me....
‘IT,’ appeared. Therefore, existed
‘IT’ had no idea why.
However, soon discovered natural skills, which led to its growth, strength, and courage.
'IT’ was awake, a part of something that would lead far into an unknown future, for which ‘it’ had no concept.
‘IT,’ shared, creating what was to become knowledge, history, and that of false wisdoms
Wisdoms that contained hardships, disappointments, and failings,
With Knowledge came misconceptions, a divide between one thing and another.
There became, confusions of status, purpose, and value.
Such was the grand scale of all things.
By the hand.
Let me take you by the hand
and show you what’s been planned.
Lead you through the streets of life,
where there are they creating the greatest strife.
Where people suffer in mental pain,
through they who seek no more than gain.
Let me take you on a magic tour,
and show you beyond that darkened door
of mental madness and conspiracies,
Indoctrinations and therapies.
Each moment is a time of choice,
as each choice creates a new moment.
One zeptosecond of energy moved into another………Choice made.
Each change of energy sending and receiving, new choice vibrations
Creating positive and negative outcomes, from that one zeptosecond moment.
Consequences, of the unknown
There is a pattern in everything, a shape, a form, a colour.
Each thought has a purpose, yet oft floats on by, a forgotten dream.
What though, of desire, of hope, of love, of time with no return.
What choice to be made for the next step forward.
What effect across this world, as both sun, and moon bring forth new life?
Who turns the wheel of cause, and effect, if not yourself my friend?
Wild shadowed phantoms of the mind
floating amid cries of despair.
Hearken the soulful call, for the guardian’s song.
Long Lost through the tales of time.
A song of heart, the song of life, created for all souls to sing
in harmony with angels, keepers of the word, spreading vibrations of balance,
awakening that of nature's core, that all be nurtured equally,
that the dance, becomes one of love.
One thousand and one reasons.
In time, lessons of life are founded.
For some, with speed, others not so.
Yet, the value of each soul, remains equal
one unto another.
Each striving, to be alive to the fullest purpose.
Each desiring value, and recognition of existence.
Cause and effect, ever in play,
be it for the positive or, that of negativity.
Survival paramount in the heart of all hearts.
From innocence, to ignorance, one thousand paths.
All that we capture.
The sensation of creation
The wonder of imagination
The experience of life’s terms
and all that one learns
The pleasures of nature
Enthrallment of rapture
in all that we capture
inside of us burns
The Unconventional Scribbler
Words from the Soul.
Life, is Life,
it is not.