Monday, May 14, 2012
{ Written: Tuesday, October 31, 2006 }
Waters
Wading
in waters full of red and greens. Utter contradictions delude my mind.
Inhale the viscous air, smells so sweet, and drips down my lungs,
suffocating me. Confined to the restrictions of my own phantoms. Do I
fight these haunting visions of the UN-suppressed, like the sand of
quickness pulling me down, or indulging in a desire to be sucked under?
At the same time, I reach for a hand to pull me out, revelations of my creation this self-devaluation only my
own can help this one. My heart is saturated with the need and desire
for someone else to make it beat. But it’s time to pump my own blood. Pumping functionality, and supply a breath of life flow to circulate in my veins. Maybe then I would catch my footing , ground myself, and grow.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
Lost In The Machine: Brainwashed Since Birth
Lost In The Machine: Brainwashed Since Birth: Entitlement is not a word I used much growing up because it never seemed like it had a place in my life. As I've gotten older tho...
Monday, April 30, 2012
Sunday, April 29, 2012
An Anchient Proverb:
Know Thy Self
A person who knows not
And knows not that they know not
Is foolish-disregard them.
A person who knows not
And knows that they know not
Is simple-teach them.
A person who knows not
And believes that they know
Is dangerous-avoid them.
A person who knows
And knows not that they know
Is asleep-awaken them.
A person who knows
And knows that they know
Is wise-follow them.
All these persons reside in you
Know Thy Self
And to Maat be true.
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