Hey. It’s been a while. Not that I haven’t had anything to say, more along the lines I had too much to talk about that it became overwhelming and I had no real storyline and not a clear thought of where to start. Life is always busy and stressful as I’m sure you can relate. … Continue reading No I’ll Never Leave You So Lift Up Your Voice And Sing
Tag: religion
Even When The Fight Is Won / Even When My Time On Earth Is Done / Even When It Makes No Sense To Sing
Sometimes I think about how difficult it would be to be 'God' I know that's an unusual thought pattern, but have you ever considered it? What it would entail to create a whole universe? And the so far thankless job it has been? I get it. Lately people have shrunk God down to a judgmental … Continue reading Even When The Fight Is Won / Even When My Time On Earth Is Done / Even When It Makes No Sense To Sing
So Here’s To New Beginnings And Here’s To Breaking Free Let’s Chase A New Horizon, Chase Who We’re Meant To Be
So we did it. In such a new way we achieved both a beginning and an end. At least from my perspective. Each new chance at this has been expanding my mind to new levels. Even that phrase as such is misleading now. My mind. Because once you reach this level of knowledge, you can … Continue reading So Here’s To New Beginnings And Here’s To Breaking Free Let’s Chase A New Horizon, Chase Who We’re Meant To Be
You’re Just Like Me, You’re Out Your Mind I Know It’s Strange, We’re Both The Crazy Kind You’re Tellin’ Me That I’m Insane
How deeply have you considered how you came to be. When you truly think on it, on how consciousness works, and how it started, you must come to the conclusions hat we have one consciousness. Which leads to the terrifying and dangerous yet peaceful thought that we all are one. Not only in consciousness, but … Continue reading You’re Just Like Me, You’re Out Your Mind I Know It’s Strange, We’re Both The Crazy Kind You’re Tellin’ Me That I’m Insane
Shadows From My Past Life Is Real / So Real Sleeping Is My Leisure Waking Up In A Minefield Dream Is just A Pleasure Dome
I haven't been writing. How do I go from my last post to.... Little E joined soccer, or something else that seems so trivial now? Life is simultaneously seeming more pointless as the days go one, as well as revealing a wealth of information if I'm paying attention, which sometimes I refuse to, since the … Continue reading Shadows From My Past Life Is Real / So Real Sleeping Is My Leisure Waking Up In A Minefield Dream Is just A Pleasure Dome
Thoughts
A few weeks ago I was laying in bed and relaxing before going to sleep and calming my breathing and thought patterns as has become my habit lately. Also something that has become part of my life is thinking of K too much. I try to avoid it as much as possible. I pushed thought … Continue reading Thoughts
Don’t Believe The Lies They Feed You
Oh Kay. So as I'm sure some of you in the western hemisphere have heard if you keep up on stupid random celebrity gossip, Ellen Page (of Juno fame, and maybe some other stuff not too sure, but that's just my favorite movie of her's and probably up on my top 20 favorite movie list … Continue reading Don’t Believe The Lies They Feed You
It’s The End Of The World As We Know It, And I Feel Fine
When you sit back and think about it, we all had to come from somewhere. Someone somehow we are all connected. I know it's not a thought we all consider on the daily, but logically, this earth didn't just appear yesterday functioning at this level of consciousness and efficiency that we are at today. Which … Continue reading It’s The End Of The World As We Know It, And I Feel Fine
I Don’t Want A Lot For Christmas There Is Just One Thing I Need And I Don’t Care About The Presents
Christmas is coming. You know how I can tell? My sister R sent me a text this morning. Nope scratch that. R sent me 8 texts while I was driving to work (before 8 am) and another 4 within a few hours of me arriving to work, all related to what I should get her … Continue reading I Don’t Want A Lot For Christmas There Is Just One Thing I Need And I Don’t Care About The Presents
We Don’t Say How We Feel And I Feel Like This Is What Got Us In The Debacle We’re In
I remember Kindergarten. Correction. I remember exactly one lunch recess where I was playing tag and pushed a boy off some wooden play structure. He ended up breaking his arm... my bad. But I distinctly remember when my red curly-haired teacher who was on supervision carried him from the playground to the office and it … Continue reading We Don’t Say How We Feel And I Feel Like This Is What Got Us In The Debacle We’re In