Years ago I deleted all of the notions from my mind
The little words that carried my infant smile
Standing in my center
I lost the individual within
I spoke but my words lost their meaning
Saw people coming towards me
But they all looked the same
They were all me
Distinctively experiencing reality
Between the inseparable abstract who today splendidly tongues my fate
Tag Archives: Philosophy
Identity
Denial is trying to eat your mouth instead of bread
But this doesn’t solve your problems does it?
Surrender your cross
And it’s divine grace attaining your possible
Faith is Letting Go
This is not a philosophical theory but certainly what has arrived at this accepting age of mine.
We are taught to tame our senses
Birth certificates recognizing existence
Conceptions beliefs opinions and theories
Parenting the unintelligible heart
To cling to Gods they can’t let go of
Labeling fear with suffering and delusion
Morally abusing our rare power with mediocrity
Our true splendor hides beneath the DNA
Completely engaged in our spirit
Expressing it’s purpose selflessly with exclamations
Bellied Wishing Wells
There is a beast inside us all
Silk bruising the flanked spirit
Gently stiffening the large eyes with pride
Intelligently fissuring the iconic palpable trees
Releasing the noted roots to somatically roar with every beat
Heart weaving your lungs to breathlessly sighs with relief
Interchangeable is me
My human host wildly fencing the plumbed lines
Rioting my nerves like tumbleweeds across dry ground
For my ghostly conquistadors vinyl minding every scratch with sound
If my words confused you live with force and think like the narrowed birth canal as if compelled by repetition.
You have Rights
Pain is chronically with you parceling that flaring skin of yours
Might as well accustomed that body of yours to plunge
Worth-whiling your rise by believing that there is more to living
Live with that childish desire that comes with a genuine smile
Followed with the deepest of anxieties terrifically intimidating your mouth
For all is uncertain when reading religions
But certainly felt by the eternal laws of your rights
Welcome the literary conflicts for you are materialism removing all points of view
Designed to see and feel beyond the crudest of hearts
Study the palm of your hands it’s full implications surpassing the mechanical science
Extravagantly promise yourself without kneeling
That you are human and not the prescribed myth
