I look into these pages filled with words and all i can see is nothing but the day a head of me. Like a wide spread disease I am plagued with thoughts of tomorrow, thoughts of yesterday, and thoughts of later today. I cannot focus on the family, or cohabitation, or even divorce. My mind is rattled by this anemia of not enough thought. All I can do is let it take its course and hope that by injecting enough lyrical medicine into my veins, hopefully my thought will come back to me. I don’t know what caused this ongoing plague. Maybe the fact of to much to do, not enough time. But lets face it time is relative and a crappy excuse. Where there is a will there is a way, and I say, there is always a way.
Versed in Verses
January 31, 2009 at 7:06 pm (Thoughts)
Recently I have taken a step back from writing. In its place I have been reading and reading and reading. Everything from politics(which sometimes pisses me off), to culture, to theology, to religion, to whatever I can find. My hopes is that not only can I become more educated in the world around me, but also more versed.
One of my missions in life is to become an MC. collaboratively create for a movement of justice and whats good in the world, and to grow mentally, physically, and spiritually. Now I know that I need to be reading and writing, I spent to much focus on one and not the other, so in a sense I am playing catch up.
The other thing that I am realizing is a need for risk. So often in my conversations and writings I play it safe. There is a calling within my soul to break out of safety because there is no life in a safe state of mind, at least not for me there isn’t. And with this new state of mind there is a lot of re-evaluating in my life of the things that I am doing and the places I am going. It shall be an interesting time for the next little bit.
PEACE & LOVE
Speaking Souls
December 6, 2008 at 5:39 pm (Thoughts)
Tags: Speaking Souls
So this thought occurred to me the other day. I was wondering what made us attracted to certain people. I mean yeah sure, for some its looks, for others its the content that fills the books, and for some its both, i.e. me. But I began to think about it more and more. I thought about love at first sight. I don’t believe in love at first sight, simply because I believe that it takes a while to actually get to know somebody. But when we get to know this person and we are truly attracted to them for whatever reason, there is something deeper going on. For me, I get this feeling inside deep inside my belly, I can’t explain the feeling, all I know is it rarely happens. So this got me thinking, do our souls speak? If so can they speak to each other? Is it really our souls that get this attraction? Is it our souls that do the communicating? These are the things I wonder about.
Truly at the core our souls are who we are. Our souls carry our dreams, desires, and passion. Our souls hold the fire of our life. If our souls can do all of these things, why can’t they simply speak? Especially speak to other peoples souls. Do our souls think other souls are pretty? Does your soul think its pretty?
