Learned to control mindstateI wait for tides to subsideLike a sunrise it’s beautifulIt may be new to you but I’m mindfulBlessed daily from the giftWhenever Something AmisI return to bliss and thisPower of meditationThrough practice resignationMy heart rate slowsI centre myselfAlthough the future is unknownFar from my control I can control meDeep breaths slowlyUphold these waysPathways I must not go astrayAnother poemAnother day
Present moment I hold it cherish
Inherited blue eye apparent
Embellished with blessings
Finesse my pen dressings
Resting my weary eyes
Dream of bliss I’m in the sky
Dive into devide atomic
Flying never falling
Explode flipped mode
Artistic endeavors my calling
I write on the squalling walls
Balling my eyes out my brother falled
Past of alcohol pills cheap thrills
My sequel is refilled with abundance
Run amongst with hundreds
Thousands my sound is love
Come run with…
I see the words along the page
As eyes watch my words
Words describing themselves
I’m inscribing myself
Depraved of my enlightenment
Perhaps if my ego is forgiven me n no longer lives in me
More mindful kindness handfuls of love to remind us
Of compassion as we face life’s lashes
Through my weary eyes, I type. It is 5 am as the sun begins to rise on my side of this planet. My wife lay asleep while candles flicker throughout the house. Traditional Japanese music softly plays from the television. I don’t know why I’m writing but I do it regardless.
It’s been a very long time since I have been blogging and a lot has changed. I’m married with a step son now. And I’m sober for the first time in my life. To be honest I’ve never felt better. I am on a path; this path is beautiful.
And as I write the sun continues to rise and the music continues to play and time is slipping away into next and the best thing I can do is simply view it.
I’ve always counted my blessings. Abundant. Thankful.
There’s too much beauty in this world to waste any time in my personal opinion. So I practice love. Through various ways and means. I’ve been working very hard to better myself for my self. It’s working as my self doubt is exhaled into nothingness. Leaving me with nothing but peace.
How do they not see
The love and compassion
As the world crumbles
I have been reborn over and over but… This time is different I’ve never been sober for this long; decades of relentless; alcohol dependence
The days are in the hundreds; gather abundance; knowledge. Confront my fears try to be humble and acknowledge.
Keep focus; meditation half lotus. Buddha quotes rewrote them post them. Try to be open.
Lessons learned; a great deal. I wait still. Time stands still. The virtue of patience.
As I await, awake here.
I am peace
A bringer of peace
Love and serenity
A higher purpose but serve no god
Earth and the stars are my mother
Allignment is my key
To unlock all the doors
Ringing in the new era
I want to keep going N I cannot stop and wait for change
I have momentum and I’ve been waiting days n months but I won’t wait years
At a ropes end and I may have to jump because I have no option
I adopted a life that I wanted to nourish and flourish but instead it’s stagnant
I don’t wish to devide to conquer I want unified pride and efforts and strive to be better
This planet is falling apart help me to fix mother earth n please help me to make this work
We have to be better for ourselves n the seeds that are underneath our wings
How can we expect them to fly if we don’t even try I’m looking at the depth of tomorrow trying to conquer my sorrow.
Take a step back and look. Now come and take ten steps ahead instead because we should dread this pace we are going.
It’s torture not knowing .