Dream Legs I dreamed a dream quite faraway and dreamed that I was there. The dream unfolded bittersweet because Defeat gave me a death stare. So I dreamed yesterday, today with my eyes wide open to ensure the dream sequence remained unbroken. I dreamed my dream foolishly as I sleepwalked on thin air and no one was there to make sure that I could see my way clearly. I dreamed a dream upon my bed a comforting place to rest my head but then again it kept me down and so I could not be led nor found where my dreams wanted me to go. Then upon a bed my dreams lay dead to the possibilities that they had. I wrestled with them taunted them but it was all in vain, in utter confusion and pain they would not rise in fame. But just when I had given up ready to bury them in defeat a celestial being came down and said "to live your dreams you must give them feet".
Tag: seeing things differently
Cup of Suffering
Cup of Suffering This cup has blood on it the stench of fear and dispair reels hovac on it terrifying it into submission. This cup has seen storms and strive that has made dents in it dents as wide as the ocean as deep as the deepest chasm. This cup has drowned many- a-sorrows many- a-tears. This cup while full promises abundance a fee for your suffering. This cup promises healing, salvation another day to drink and be alive. This cup is blessed by the carrier of the light.
From A Quiet Place
From A Quiet Place From a quiet place discern and learn process and unlearn stop pleasing start leading never be led. The enemy is in your head you must vanquish it there then without fear leap from that quiet place and brandish your Atlantis Spear.
A Place of My Own
What if there was a place that was all your own? A place that no one could invade at will, order for you or dictate what you could do. Finding a place of your own is often associated with your living situation. Moving to your own place shows your independence. However, sometimes, even after doing this we still have this burning desire to have a place of our own in this world. This could stem from feeling trapped in one or all areas of our lives. So we go on a quest to find that place.
Finding a place of our own takes many far and wide and along the way, some may get lost and are never heard from again. Some try to begin by looking back. Here, they may find the past a bitter pill to swallow and end up choking on their bile. So what to do but pretend, pretend as if we have the answers, know what to do, and make a mess on top of the mess we forgot or could not bring ourselves to clean up.
So is it that it is so hard to find that place? For many they spend their lives on that quest and end up going in circles, ending up where they began. But what if (hypothetical of course) we could cut through the noise that is this world and find our place? We would have to sift through too many things that do not matter but that now dominate our minds, heart and soul. We would have to let go of so many things to recapture our souls.
Now, this leads all the way back to each of us and guess what? It was always about us. That place we are trying to find required us to properly know ourselves. Trying to find something that was never lost now that is the joke because you knew all along with that that occupying that place was inside of you. You know the answers but they are too scary to contemplate, you have the plan but you seem frozen in that same place. You know you must come to terms with all of yourself and move outside of the world created for you by others who don’t really know or want to know you.
Finding a place of your own is half the work because first, you have to know who you want to be when you find that place.
Do Not Waver
Do Not Waver Those things within you reach; do not waver on them. To waver is a lack of faith teach; yourself to stand your ground. Do not waver because you will falter and all you ask God's gifts will slip through your fingers. Be resolute never leave you to wander in the dark. Let your way be lit by a truth only faith can shine Do not waver in this your time Instead choose your weapon draw your victory line.
The Waiting Gets Hard
The Waiting Gets Hard The waiting is hard when the way is crowded with all your doubts and Hope is shrouded in a storm cloud of unresloved unkown. The waiting is hard when you are told to stop and your dreams shimmy past your eyes and nothing is as it seems. The waiting is hard but we must stand our ground and to the Great One put all our trust.
The Supporting Character
The Supporting Character You you do it all without thanks. When they see you they stare at an enigma, because you are true to you. You never do things "right" You are never a failure despite having failed many times. they can't see your star shinning and so they set you aside looking for a light that carries fool's gold. You are the supporting character. A bad romcom disaster. Many may see a walking wreck but we all been cast with respect to being that. What they don't see is each day when you do something. They don't need to know how kind you are, how much you sacrificed. They don't need to see all you have done with the little that you have. No one needs to give you a golden statue to show that you were here. Just being is enough because you are already satisfied with the role you have been given.
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