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Conversations with…

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I am returning to my Abstract Conversations Series for inspiration… I will be working on some new conversations to see what answers I can find to my endless questioning… for now I share with you some of my original conversations. I am fond of the time I spent conversing with my thoughts and my Soul… This is republished from a while back… the conversations are published previously…

I have an obsession with conversations. Intelligent, deep, meaningful conversations… There is only so much one can learn from literature and history… there is a whole other world out there, many other worlds out there…The only way to reach them is through conversation, observing another’s Life and understanding even questioning why they are…

Why they are… indeed. The fundamental philosophical question. Why? Why are we? Now imagine this, a conversation with an abstract, something abstract made tangible for conversation with you, with me… I have had many of these conversations and am working towards that “perfect conversation“.

A perfect conversation? I believe it can be described as a flow of energy, a way of connecting with another and traveling to a place that is out of reach, it is a way of reading from the pages of Life, a way of transcending Self. It can be recalled as butterflies in the stomach, realizing you have touched on something that is larger than Self, a glimpse of knowledge and power too large to hold in the mind, so it simply slips away silently, gracefully. I am constantly searching for that perfect conversation… one I can hold in my heart and in my mind. It is always in my Soul.

Now I share with you some of my Abstract Conversations, I am always searching for a way to connect, a way to answer my Soul…

Conversation with Destiny

Conversation with Subconsciousness

Conversation with Knowledge

Conversation with Death

Conversation with Life

Who’s to say if I am the Abstract on the other side of this reality…
A Conversation with Reality… I have to find Reality first…

 

Air of being

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Do you believe
In what seems to be

The love felt for your souls
The pain felt for yours lost

How tomorrow can come after today
How a day can span forever
A moment may exist ever or never

Do you believe

In what seems to be

Your souls completion left aside
Your souls reason passed on by

Your souls adrift
You lost your mind
Your place is missed

Perhaps left behind

 

Do you believe

In what seems to be

 

To lose a piece of your soul
Time often takes its toll
Its seems unfair that all must wait
For the time we contemplate

If we were born too late

If we have missed the date
Why do we have to wait
For our destined fate

To reveal the truth

To our soul

To see the meaning

In our mind

To believe in what seems to be

For ever

Or perhaps

just this time

 

 

 

 

 

 

~wordsweneversaid… thank you

Unexpected

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The journey I foresee is a mission with destiny, take my mind to where it can see, take my soul who yearns to be free… But love, where is love intertwined with this? Perhaps it is the yearning of that sacred bliss. One with the hidden power of the soul. Fortified twice by the angels… left alone in sorrow.

Alone

Harken the sound of awakening and hear it vibrate with song. Listen with the fibers of being, which you have felt all along. This sound is breath… it can be tasted and seen. This sound is freedom… lingering… serene. Now show me this journey and let me know what it means…

Love

For I can hear it, taste it, recognize its scent… embrace it, yet I can tell you not what it meant. Not now, nor yesterday… perhaps tomorrow in the moments… I feel it shall surprise… as if seeing is believing beneath the shadows of disguise… hidden even in plain sight, widened is the gaze I take on a seemingly endless flight.

A dream

This journey of the senses with destiny and angels and love invested, is what? Another day, another vision, another lesson, guidance, protection? But as if written for me, this journey perhaps still remains to be seen. Maybe it is and always will be… a place within my dreams. A place I always shall see… my haven, my destiny

 

 

For wordsweneversaid:

Dear M.L. Thank you for the inspiration… hope this suits your taste… think I may have missed the mark

A *journey
with a hint of *despair
a splash of *awakening
the main ingredient is *surprise
*Unexpected * solace

 

I simply don’t know

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Am I the person I thought I would be ?
Am I the person I wanted to be?
Do I practice what I preach?
Am I a prisoner to what my mind would have me believe?

When will I change?
When will I grow?

When will I reap,

All which I sow?

I simply don’t know.

 

I sat here thinking about my day. It was an ordinary day. Work. Family. Coworkers. Friends. Avoidance. Musings. Thoughts. Trials. Dreams. Petty petty things… I have changed… not in the way I foresaw. I have become as bitter as the cold which surrounds me… I shall elaborate. But now I simply don’t want to. I grieve for the me I lost, the one who gave up… i simply don’t know where she went… perhaps it was denial… I will find her and ask for her forgiveness… then I shall elaborate. Until then…

 

I simply don’t know

Invisible

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Pondering the meaning of simply being

Just breathing

And suddenly believing

In Something

Anything

 

Then a word breaks my silence

 

 

JUST

A word that implies complacency

JUST

A word that begs understanding

JUST

A word that I can say to you in a moment

For a moment

JUST

 

Then a thought intrudes my rant

 

Now you see

What you have made of me

with my words I constantly sew

A picture I so vaguely know

 

ALONE

you know so

in your bones

ALONE

all and one

together

ALONE

and this could be the end

it could be…

 

With my words I see all that I feel

My chest aches

The cavity which bears

all the invisible tears

 

What say you next

whether in words or thought

Bring not emotions

 

For my mind can fail not

What my soul has left to thought

 

 

 

 

I need to write

I need to feel

I need to embrace all which I have shunned

I am sorry

I shall write

Hidden words

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OLD

YOUNG

Your hand

My heart

I am alone

Just

Pretty

I hope you see

Come together

Know

Open paths

Right away

Faded away

Gave up

Forgotten

Wanted

Neglected

I hope you see

One day

Tears

Wander

Cry

Kneel

Shame

Struggle

Mercy

 

Please

Please

Please

Words woven together with no apparent meaning

That have all the meaning in the world

Finding the words we want to say

when we carry on

Don’t forget

What it is you mean to say

before Time is gone

 

I’m on the edge

waiting for my heart to break

No one knows

How much my soul can take

The Veil

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Come in through the veil
Through the curtain of despair
Open the window to the world
Breathe the beauty in the air

Stop hiding behind a mirror
Show yourself to me
Cowardice does not suffice
You are me and I am Life

I confront thee
For you shadow me
I oppose thee
For you are less than me

Of whom do I speak?
Of the one whom makes us weak
Filling our minds with fallacy
Diluting our hopes and fantasies

The Villain
Is here
Hiding behind
Waiting for the moment
Until you find…

He is you
And you are me
Lest for you and I
Can open our minds
See our hopes
And remember our dreams

Hiding is our soul

Our mind was left to know

That only now does it show
That only now will it grow
For we killed the doubt
Lifted the veil and broke it out

Freed the soul
Left our spirit whole
The veil is lifted
We are gifted

Gift is knowledge
Knowledge is power
Power is free
Freedom is key…