Mind Games

“Do you believe in me? Do you question the path once took?
Do we really know if this is our fate, or if another route could wonderhave worked out… just as good? ”

Comfortable slides past desire, because it’s all too consuming. Choosing the ease and easy rather than the fire. Hosting a fabulous mess, our emotions rock us into new dimensions. One moment you thank your lucky stars & the next you want a recount and a new judge..

The trick is to keep moving, plan your next step forward. Looking back is too daunting.
Your mind will tell you, you are wrong. Your heart in a moment of heat demands you to be strong.

“I’ve got to let go of this mess, this troubled space that tells me it’s a nest.
There is nothing there to nurture~ no food, water or flavour. Only oceans of despair.”

make believe love hurtThe space where there once was, sits only a voice that echoes. No living person. Yes it is fun to wonder into a land of make-believe, until you realise it’s not living, its a disease. A mental conspiracy.

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I’d rather be

disconnectSome things aren’t easy. Some days are tough.. but I’d rather be a person with integrity, strong and steady. Than hidden in the rough. Unaware of whats to come. 

 I’d rather you see me hurting, than to have to puff my chest up. Too long I hold my breath. Waiting for a moment you come to your sense… I can’t foresee an end. 

 I’d rather be authentic, than lie about a worthless cause. I’d rather you burn me now, than live a life unworthy of the fraud. 

I’d rather suffer the pain, than to learn the hard way. Kick it to me straight up. I’m no stranger to the insane. I’m pretty sure I was born that way anyway… 

I’d rather be a visionary, than to be understood. We don’t have to agree, so much of what you say brings unease, uncertain in all your ways.

I’d rather you know the inside of me. All the parts of me. Because if it’s not enough, I have nothing more to give. No more air to breathe.
My heart is always open, but it’s not for you to keep.

Mirror Images

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“How can you show patience towards another,
if you do not practise it on your own?..

How can you show tolerance to those you love,
if you do not first forgive the mistakes you have sown?

How can you meet others where they are at,
until you have first allowed yourself room to grow?”

It all starts and ends with me.
My outreach is determined by the depth of my inner peace.
How much I accept myself – in all my faults.
Determines how much those around me, reflect back at me.

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Absence of Resistance

In a world that tells you;4.2.3
Hold tight.
Protect your rights.
If you want it, be prepared to fight.

How free would we be… If we just let go.
Let go of all control, and wonder.
Just to be; like a stream that has no need to take demands from the breeze.
It keeps flowing down the river, no resistance…. Just peace.

Not opposing the strong.
We can all take notes from those who have weathered the storm;
It’s the resistance you experience, to change.
Resistance of your hidden man.
Change creates a window, to see if your worthy of the name.
Worthy of the status you so proudly put in your own way.

armstrong-stream-meander-sml-from-lnpWe are called to step up. Far above our vision can carry.
Innately hearing Gods call – the way is already paved.
Hear the truth;
Or forever justify the pain.
Allowing fears to continually returning us to the space from which we came.

Brothers, Sister, Believers and Curious Seekers;
I hear the call for more, I know its in you. I know you see it too….
Why resist when it’s for the benefit of us all?

 Celebrate, the Absence of Resistance.

What Do You Desire?

I have a question, that could change your life. He says confidently.
Smug  & a little Abruptly.

I lean into the whisper as its given so softly.
“Little one, Oh doubtful one… With all this pain enclosing….
Tell me, What do you desire?….”

A breath of free air surrounds me. An answer from me to whomever it may be,
Erupting Chaotically, I say..

“I was born to write. To rhyme with the universe. To move. To flow in its majestic rhythm. Words touching spaces that have yet to be created. It’s a freedom found in a piece within me.

I want to dance, to live life loving others. Flowing through them like a river running deep. I can feel the Water rising as the moon guides me feet.

I desire to stand out. To be one of my own faces.
Hold my hand out to those with the courage to restore balance to the forsaken. Strengthening a world of captivity. Giving out keys to those that believe.

 I want to live a life, with desire that is flowing…. Incessantly….  Perpetually!!”

Confused and amused. In turning to go, I see a smile left in the breeze… I am all alone.
I can’t believe I knew the answer all along…

Then another person walks up to me and I cant help but say…

So, tell me dear fellow… What do you desire?

The One Who Withstands

We are either the shepherd, or the sheep.

We begin to reveal, only when we begin to teach.

What values do you seek? What rules do you believe?

Our values are unspoken words, turning actions on auto-speak.

What do you give out to the world? What does your heart have planned?

I challenge you to question, some demons that may be buried deep.

Our inner man is worth a thousand times over, the riches enticing the land.

Be a good man. Be the one who withstands.

All the tests, all the trials.

Because at the end of the day, you are only left with;

a judging of our inner plans.

Good and bad values

Gen Why?

generational messLeaving behind, a mess I find.
This generation is ready.

Stand up, stand tall. Be at ease with the man you are.
Rather than wonder, find comfort in knowing.
Destiny is yours, take hold – own it!

Faith in the mountain once infront, now stands behind us. We asked the questions, no man dares. Challenging existence til its current stance.
A freedom unknow, together we  release the apocalypse.

Stop teasing my vision, come forth and show me reason.
Clarity has begun. Surrender to the season.

I prophesies now & into the future;
Into love, into respect, into individuality for our families.
No more walls, no more bars. Choose who you want to be from here on in.

Choose to live, rather than exist. Choose to make amends with those you bled wrists.
Stitch up the hurt, forget the pain. Move on and forgive.

Because it is our time to rein.

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