Lets Look, Shall We
Pathless RoadSun, January 27, 2008 - 11:14 PM
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
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'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...
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.
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.
When it ~feels~ empty hope
Can carries us through
Until that moment arrives, we recognize
Empty is merely a feeling.
I liked your words.