Saturday, December 26, 2009
Fraternising and romancing through the bristling forest of a shadowy self, who has regained a foothold of the essence, while connecting with the archetype of truth.
Stone edifices hold onto their secrets as nature reclaims it's own heritage.
Downpours of rain brush the skin with the tender touch of a loving mother, as the water moistens the parameters of one's conditioning, embracing the body, mind and the spirit, in an embryonic cocoon of self awareness and gratitude.
The eyes open to the panorama of imperfect perfection, heralding in the awareness, in the beauty of the gift.
The integrity of the beat, echoes throughout, as the poignancy of the moment reverberates in the waves of undulated joy.
Reunited, the trees release their unguent in a celebration of balance.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Assaulting the senses
The point of confortability
Beyond the known
Through the invisible spectrum
Throwing the gauntlet
Into the known
A bemused wonderment as the ashes of self imposed exile are swept away
with the North wind
The music flexes it's muscle crossing the barriers of perception, resonating with the rhythms of the spirit and not necessarily with the perceptions of the mind
Cognisance of others views of self is to add another facet to the reflection of who one is
Seeing one solely through the eyes of others is to take on the mantle of confusion whilst continually trying to find a space in an ever changing dynamic momentum
The white puffiness of cumulus nimbus herald a new vision, as the heat of the sandy soil permeates through, echoing the changing shapes of animals, resurrected to their all time glory, playing through the vision of an awakening dream
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Spanning the deficit
Engrossed in the vivacity of life
Leavened in the eons of experience
into the moment of the now
In the realisation
In the complexity
of the bemused silence
Over the reflections of an illusion
The next wave
In the totality of being
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Pervasive darkness echoes in the empty corridors, filled with the detritus of an emotional mind, caught in the throw and hold of depression.
In the reality of an ever present truth, the incoming walls of darkness are claustrophobic and stifling as the emptiness inside slides into fragility of a bottomless pit.
The viper of diminishing returns presents only one face to the one who is in the grip of it's power, but there are other sides.
Devolving energy cycles and the retainment and harbouring of emotional negativity is able to be held at a point, where the reverse is possible.
Reversing the state of flex is the ability to flow with the present, while jettisoning the emotional energy bit by bit.
Peeling the onion of one's psyche is not an everyday past time and needs courage, determination and a resolve to move from a darkened space into a space of realisation, that one was never left without the light.
It was subverted by the perceptions.
Hoarding and holding onto the energy of the past while not being able to leap that great divide, while seizing the moment in the process and finding the essence of who one truly is.