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Pathless Road

   Sun, January 27, 2008 - 11:14 PM
We build our homes from within... Even though I never had one
Stamping 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...

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best,
Unsu...
 
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.
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.


Unsu...
 
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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