Lets Look, Shall We
Pathless Road
Sun, January 27, 2008 - 11:14 PMStamping our spirit into drywall and floor
I live in a Soul-less home, how empty am I?
Don't feel much like my fingerprint is on anything I touch
Don't feel much like my children feel my heart enough
So change..easy enough to suppose
Requires me, know me
Till then, we live in a Soul-less home
start digging, plant seeds
even if you forgot to label the seed mixture with a name
see what sprouts.. and hope
hope
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Sun, January 27, 2008 - 11:37 PM
'tis but only an empty vessel that could be filled
with the formlessness of the divine... you are not empty there you are rather ready to be filled... ------- best, |
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Mon, January 28, 2008 - 2:07 AM
Everything begins in emptiness.
There are two ways to go: From nothing to something, and from something to nothing. Centre ourselves on something - anything - , grasping it to our hearts, and nothing beckons, the skull grinning at the feast. Centre ourselves on nothing, and the world extends infinitely all around us. It's a lesson I sometimes realise...but life's still a bitch. |
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Mon, January 28, 2008 - 9:00 PM
Magus,
Center ourselves on nothing and the world extends infinitely....truth really is simplistic, isn't it?! and Life really is a bitch... isn't she?! Thank you for checking in - I always like reading your thoughts on whatever subject's at hand. You're simplistically...genius. |
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Unsu...
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Wed, January 30, 2008 - 4:00 PM
When it ~feels~ empty hope
Can carries us through Until that moment arrives, we recognize Empty is merely a feeling. I liked your words. |
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