Emotion and the Mind

As I sit here thinking about the forgotten emotion that's been suppressed underneath all of my memories long gone. I listen to the gentle beat of a song, and it takes me somewhere I can almost remember.

Simple freedom

I am scattered everywhere, You might not recognize me. Let me speak to life so it can free me from this disease. Find my roots, don't look back to the place of desire. I will be living in an undisturbed place, where nothing can offend me.

Where no discrimination can exist, where your unconscious mind is an untold story and a distant memory. I'll see a place without attachment and neediness, I will be able to run freely without restraint, in this place all those things I lost will be returned to me, In this place everyone will understand and accept contradiction, because its ok.

So here I can rest, because there is no right and wrong, there is just what is, and what is is all we need, its peaceful and there is no need for anything else, there is no gain and there is no loss, because it doesn't matter, and he have what we have and its all at ease, and we are free from it all. I will one day be released from this entanglement and destruction.

Abstraction Of The Cosmos

I want to feel the waves of the cosmic oceans
and admire life's overwhelming beauty. Seeing my vision,
and hearing them call out my name, who would dare to reject this amazement?

Once you can see the radiance of my steady breathing,
you will become someone I can feel closest to, you will show me the gateways to
simplicity and put me in a safe place, you now show me the connection that I have to the outermost regions of the galaxy.

Soon this will become more than a vision, right now I am fundamentally the
same, I am in and out of this world of wonder. I want for nothing more than to stay in that place of radiant light. With all my heart I wish to push the limits of everything and float among the stars in space.

Not Knowing Where I am

I cant ask you to find me
Would you please remind me of the importance of these things, take me the real depths, and assure me of the awareness of myself I might have been afraid of otherwise?

Where something made me feel normal, but not fully, we appreciated things no one else could ever notice, I had showed you what I had been afraid to show myself at times. Maybe there's still something I need to find.

Not being able to express myself with something more impressive is discouraging, this is all i have, this is what i am, I cant give them more but ill give what i can.

And too often I ask myself could i take it all in and give it back in some better way? Can I make it more understandable? Is there a chance that I might give this moment something special?

Can I possibly bring about more meaning without going mad?
Could I try and help something along, Can I be apart of something bigger? Would it be worth it in the end, and if so, where is the end, and how will I recognize it?

Your Pretend Non-existent Reality.

Everything was a dream, I live in this unique world, a private world, away from yours.

Creating your world, its my amazing power, I have whole worlds and ideas of existence in my own mind,

I like to see you come unplugged.
I am the authentic human being who matters most, Im dont question weather you matter or not, because as you already know you're inside my everything, you exist inside my mind, and you're here because I exist in yours. and you are the viable, elastic piece of life that possessed my inner soul.

If the only things that are real are those that never change and stay the same, and if EVERYTHING in this life changes, Nothing is ultimately real. I told you I may as well be a figment of your imagination. You give me some short, shallow minded response, and I know how much must I scream this out.. its nothing, but its alright, and its reassuring, then its safe so long as you can become intertwined.

Enter my web, come into my line, step outside of your self and come fly away with me, let me show you the ways in which things will come into place.

You might have never existed, because you grew inside me, and became me. You might have disappeared and where does it leave my sense of self?

All of your mind inside of my life is what will truly exist, all of my love inside your veins can run smoothly.

If you wouldn't have given me the answers, you would have been right, for the truth of freedom is all I need from you, and again you will exist, your here, I will clearly see you, you feel yourself, and you know of what is, and you felt nothing inside me, but you felt the source of everything, and you were still alive, without being real, you know what it was like to be the life.

You're pretend reality will create you, and a life in which you exist, and you're pretend world will create again a non existent reality, and in that will move you to put this idea outside of yourself and you will turn things against yourself, then you go back into that hopeless nothing, even more nothing then before, not the one in which im always there, your fake sense of being will bring into existence your fake sense of home, and complicate unnecessary situations, then I can promise your unrealistic places will create illusions for all those inside of it, so please give this universe back I ask you.

You now will let me take it and slowly transform it, perfectly into something real for you, because I know that's all you want, is for me to give you truth. I will give it substance and aspects, little pieces of my certainty that feels I am life, and I will assure you that I am aware of this thought and that creature.

So in a very important way, this can never be something real, unless you come inside...go to me, and out into nothing and fly all at once, you might make it true, but not as you experience me inside you or imagine your mind to be there, and to make it become self.