Empty destiny

An empty destiny

Emptiness is the consumption of will
It is not the beginning that counts
It is the return to the present that manifests life

All creativity must have roots
All expectations must have matter
All possibilities become whole

My beautiful dream
Giving way to sadness nevermore
I’ve been wanting signs
Waiting in fear

Can not imagine falling way
Can not believe in emptiness
Stay here
Stay with me
Please

Lost…
Everyday
Found…
One day

Destiny allows no room for error
All things will be shown at Time’s leisure
All life is full

Has evolution taken a break?

Has evolution stopped at our place?
Has evolution  given up on our time?

I believe in ages of enlightenment…

times when we see in the future, yet stand in the past

we need those times again… it seems that time stands still for none

Life is forgotten until the end… when we blink… blink and then…

 

Engulfed in irrelevance we have become
Surrounded by false intentions too trivial to hurt… yet they burn

Allowing our potential to fail
Allowing our spirits to break
Allowing our minds to travel
To forget… to live without regret

Sometimes you need to regret… perhaps not our minds… we need to regret for all

All these questions, all the time
Time to look for the way

Time to look for the answers

Let us evolve today

Melancholy Thoughts

As I sit here
with my hands to my eyes

As the warm tears
Stream down my cheeks I will cry

Where are you?
Why have you not come?
In this place and time?
What have I done?

Take me away
I am not strong enough to carry this burden
Take me away
I am not strong enough to make these decisions
Help me
Guide me
Protect me
Enlighten me

For in this hour I cry
Maybe tomorrow I die
For all is all
And all shall be
As life is life
What will be
Will be

Nothing can describe sadness
Nothing can provide answers
All is within, we have to believe
Until it ends, we shall not see

Life is destiny…

What is purpose?
According to some, purpose is required in order to live a decent life, a good life, with direction and meaning .Some people believe God assigns “purposes” to people and that it is their “destiny” to fulfill them. Some believe “purpose” is not given, but chosen.

What is destiny?
Destiny refers to a predetermined course of events. It may be conceived as a predetermined future, whether an individual or a world. It is a concept based on the belief that there is a fixed natural order to the universe.

Would you say “destiny” is “purpose”? I wonder. Is there some important purpose we have here? Are we missing it? Is the light of destiny, part of the greater flame of Life. Which originated first? Life or Destiny?

Could you keep it secret?

A day dream… my thoughts drifting afar… I gaze… mesmerized by the water rippling, the trees swaying, dancing lazily in the warm afternoon…  I thought of my life… seemingly ordinary, yet there is something I feel, something I sense… it shall change me, but can I keep it secret?

 

God bestows something so great, life altering, glorious and powerful… something which I and only I can have knowledge of… Can I keep it secret? This gift, from God… Some wondrous strength with the capacity to transform… to grow… Can I keep it secret? 

 

Could you keep a divine secret?  I pondered this thought… transfixed by the possibilities.. living in the moment of a grain of sand falling endlessly through eternity… in this divine secret… could you keep a divine grain of eternity in the palm of your hand? 

Spiritual Evolution…

Evolution… or lack there of?
As for scientific or theoretical evolution…I am not going to go there. This is something of a double edged sword… I have my beliefs as I am sure all my intelligent readers do as well… I shall proceed carefully…

As I wondered into my local coffee shop, half in need of a caffeine fix, half dead from a long week of work, I noticed a woman. Under normal circumstance I would mind my own business and be involved with my thoughts. However, this woman made me cringe.  I am not one to judge and I do not know this woman or why she was the way she was. Blatantly rude and nasty, truly in need of something, I know not what. She was so unkind and obnoxious, it was uncalled for. The staff handled it lovely and she was on her way. As I left I wondered. What could make someone this way, knowingly belittling her fellow man, what could it be? Then I wondered into my mind, starting to dabble upon my library of thoughts and came to the conclusion, evolution… or lack there of…

Simply put, she has not evolved yet… I started to think upon all the times I have wondered how someone can act, do things, or be the way they are. They have not evolved. Evolution is not education or class. Evolution is not money or power. Evolution is simple common knowledge and a subtle understanding of human kind. Evolution is spiritual, but you do not need to be Buddha to relate. Evolution is common sense. Be kind, respect and care for one another. You and I are no better than anyone else. We are composed of  the same substances, we are part of the same life, the same world… we breathe the same air… if you look under a microscope the only difference between us is DNA. Our race and gender may be different, along with our social class and financial situation… what ever the reason… what is the purpose of negativity? 

Sometimes life takes hold… we get focused on the now and before we know it… life is over. What have we learned? What we held onto for all those years. Resentment, hate, jealousy… a desire for something. That something we desire is knowledge. When we die we gain access to Life, we understand and we try again. Our purpose (I believe) is to gain knowledge and evolve. We are born with a clean slate, forgetting what we have learned, we must use our common sense to reveal the secrets of Life. We must evolve, we must consciously try to be open… we are the blank canvas… life is the paint… we are the creator… we hold the brush… gaze upon the landscape and see through your minds eye… welcome it… feel it… live it… 

With each life we get closer… with each thought we get wiser… Think Lots and Live Free 😉

No words…

How can I describe what I feel? How can I explain what is real?

How do I describe the abstract intuition of my mind? How can I put into words the passion?

 I feel an indeational emptiness… an intellectual pain

I feel a theoretical love… an incomprehensible joy

Sometimes I feel grief, other times it is guilt

Sometimes I feel butterflies in my soul, in my heart… they flutter a bizzare deja vous… 

Sometimes I sense a purpose, a glimpse into the Greater Whole… a glimpse at eternity 

Other times… I have no words for the other times… how can I describe what I feel… all these emotions 

When they are combined, all these emotions… there are no words…