i'm not even sick of this anymore. it is enough for me to be true to me and to be myself.
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Monday, September 15, 2014
remarks: concept of birth and death
i am not myself partularly concerned about birthdays.
i have a birthday each day, even when i don't notice,
but i try to experience this conscientiously.
there is no ground on which to walk for my soul,
there is no fixed path for my spirit to follow,
there is only a thin lifeline for my body to stay on this earth.
i am perishable as we all are.
i am hurt as we all are.
i was born naked, and i will die naked and i do love naked.
i have no plans. i repeat, i have no plans.
i am in confusion and clear at the same time, i feel lost, i feel and felt all this most days of my life.
i spend so much energy and myself all day, and coming home i need to go to my inner source,
using my own methods of leaving, coming and being:
i see my dreams as dreams, my wishes as wishes, my fears as fears, my anger as anger and my irritation as irritation. i do not try to destroy these: i just let them be. and i let myself be.
when i cannot manage easily enough, i use writing.
i use it to put outward what is inside, then i let go.
a lonely communication with myself.
it is to die and to be born day for day.
it is called life.
and some days it would be so much easier to deal with this just with a smile and a hand to hold,
and some days it wouldn't be enough.
i know.
the joy of life, so precious.
laughter.
light.
sharing.
all.
you know.
i have a birthday each day, even when i don't notice,
but i try to experience this conscientiously.
there is no ground on which to walk for my soul,
there is no fixed path for my spirit to follow,
there is only a thin lifeline for my body to stay on this earth.
i am perishable as we all are.
i am hurt as we all are.
i was born naked, and i will die naked and i do love naked.
i have no plans. i repeat, i have no plans.
i am in confusion and clear at the same time, i feel lost, i feel and felt all this most days of my life.
i spend so much energy and myself all day, and coming home i need to go to my inner source,
using my own methods of leaving, coming and being:
i see my dreams as dreams, my wishes as wishes, my fears as fears, my anger as anger and my irritation as irritation. i do not try to destroy these: i just let them be. and i let myself be.
when i cannot manage easily enough, i use writing.
i use it to put outward what is inside, then i let go.
a lonely communication with myself.
it is to die and to be born day for day.
it is called life.
and some days it would be so much easier to deal with this just with a smile and a hand to hold,
and some days it wouldn't be enough.
i know.
the joy of life, so precious.
laughter.
light.
sharing.
all.
you know.
nightmares
but
nightmares
return
and new ones
arise
i had to walk
through fences
of living snakes
and formless
demons
in dense shadow,
and it was
too much night
for shadow
and from darkness
into black
deep outside
and deep
inside
thick sticky black
and when i saw
a light
i approached
and the window
led into
an abyss
it was
below
and
above
there
was
no escape
am
I
a test?
nightmares
return
and new ones
arise
i had to walk
through fences
of living snakes
and formless
demons
in dense shadow,
and it was
too much night
for shadow
and from darkness
into black
deep outside
and deep
inside
thick sticky black
and when i saw
a light
i approached
and the window
led into
an abyss
it was
below
and
above
there
was
no escape
am
I
a test?
Eric Clapton - Tears in Heaven live Crossroads 2013
who wants to be in heaven....i am here.
and why always tears.
but would you know my name?
and why always tears.
but would you know my name?
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