Thinking without love divides. Without love, thinking loses its purpose. Love is the purpose of thinking. Love is living in peace and joy. Peace, a warm and soft kind of peace, a sweet and fragrant kind of peace, a wholesome peace, a goldenwhite peace, a heart healing and mind restoring kind of peace, a tranquil … Continue reading Dreams are made of thought and love
I'd love to play with you but this game is too old and too corrupt like an endlessly rigged blackjack the house always wins. Outside this maze there lies a field and a sea ... I know, you cannot see! You have no choice But to trust in me. Stop! Don't pour white paint over … Continue reading the thousandth black swan ~ a poem of hope
"Are you awake or are you dreaming? The psychological self bubble is a dream. As a dream pops, state of awakeness is restored. It feels as if the entire world has disappeared, taking away even the hard surface under the feet, together with feet and with body and with the “I” idea. There is just … Continue reading Awake or dreaming?
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Doesn't sleep feel good? Pretty dreams, bad dreams. Doesn't wakefulness feel good? There is a right time for each. When time for sleep, light gently withdraws. When time to awake, light gently sweeps in until it’s all lighted up. Humanity’s time for sleep has passes. Chase away the veils of last remains of dreams. Perfect … Continue reading A World of Light
Image credits: Google Images To my sons Hey! Wanna play? When the search is over And you know it all, Want a game? Don't sit undecided Your mind gets confused This or the other No difference. You loose. Don't listen to voices Telling you what to do Throw your hands in the air And … Continue reading Hey! Wanna Play?
... But it can't be life before love. Here I am, in a dream place, filled with green grass, bountiful orchards, splendid expansive views, in an authentic good people community, surrounded by dear kids, sharing it all with a good man. Why aren't I truly happy? Why don't I leap of joy every single day? … Continue reading We call it life …
Like a butterfly I am seeking the light. In this deep dark forest of shadows and illusions, I follow the silver sparkling radiant bread crumbs path. I feed on each new crumb of light I am finding. Illusive branches stretched like witch's arms are trying to tear my wings. Loud illogical voices are trying to … Continue reading Dream World ~ part 1
"Ask and it is given!" What to ask for? Tricky question. Every time we ask for something, it comes with a bunch of collateral strings attached to it. Right? "I want a car." OMG, I don't have a garage, money for gas, insurance, not even a driver's licence. Hm, maybe it's not the right time … Continue reading Woman “stuff” I like to ask for