Everything is a form of energy and that's all there is to it, so match it to the frequency of the reality you want, and you cannot help but get that reality. It can be no other way, for this is not philosophy; this is a form of physics. And theory exists,...
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Just Wondering
Thinking againI wonder if everyone feels all alone sometimes.I wonder if I'd done less drugs, would my mind be clearer? Would I have more answers and less questions?I wonder if I've completely accepted my past enough so to leave it behind.I wonder what that tarot card...
If everyone was able to be free to be themselves, the truly vulnerable; no walls, no masks, no lies, their souls would heal, their bitterness would lessen, their pain of spending years trying to fit someone else's image of who they should be would subside...
What is known by him and them about sacrifice when the lights go out, and when the darkness comes crashing down like an anvil? And then they wonder when some stand up when they launch their attacks, and don’t understand that when one has shed blood with a...
There is a curious paradox that no one can explain, and part of it is why we must die a bit before we grow again? In most cases it isn’t worth tears even if all spin about wearing masks and won’t bother to lend a hand. With there sometimes not being any p...
The Book of ME: Intro
A introduction to...ME==========================I’m writing a bookAll about meAnd my successInside tragedyThat’s how othersPerceive my realityThey offer me pityI do not want nor needSenseless SympathyShould you choose to readDo not feel sorry for meDo not shed a tearI’m happy...
The initial splash of the bells was gentle and subdued, such whispers of disquiet only observed as a mild irritant intended to deter. Despite my efforts in oversight, they came to chime in a fashion I could no longer diffuse. Loud and laden with a warning...
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Psycho Search
Just another tumblrIt's 3:05pm. I am looking at pictures of the top man made disasters of all time. It is depressing. The pictures, the facts, just Hurt. Morbid. How long have I been looking at this devastation? What time is it?Wait. I remember searching the circuits for am...
Needing some to take the look of worry off their faces, and realize I am just an ordinary man and not magnificent like I was once thought of by myself and others. Different in the regard, that I have fought for so long to be an individual, which in most c...
Out there where the river flows, is where the desert owns all and the time has come to say fair’s fair, and a fact is a fact. The Southwestern Desert lives and breathes like all living things do, and somehow it helps this heart of mine and there is a long...
Counterparts
Doodle DittyA little ditty for my Doodle Bug Just sitting on the lanaiPossibly getting highPondering time gone byAnd all we’ve been thru How it’s gone so fastAnd we know it is in the pastBut the struggles always lastThey just do! Luckily, I have you The Rabbit’s tick...
The hour is quiet and full of potential here just after nightfall, and I can hear what can be called a symphony of keepers out in the distance. Feeling the wind picking up, and feeling cold as if it is a harbinger of the coming winter with a taste of snow...
Sitting here and feeling as if the room has cleared of all the smoke that was in it, and I am more than most know or see as they think of me being both seen and unseen as well as heard and not heard as if I don’t exist. And I know the reaper kneeling and...
Time Taking
Time is confusing sometimesI've heard it saidAll things take timeHealing a heartFilling a mindBut in a secondYou are left behindForgotten aloneLove is a dreamFriendships fadedI silently screamSomeone wake meWhat does this mean?Perhaps time changesWho we really areAnd wishes are was...