Take my heart and know it’s yours. Let the strings of love bring me closer and out of the storms of emotions. Know me to be who I am and find comfort in certainty. What can be said by the choices of one man? Let my actions speak for itself, though these words touch lips and are met with your own. Reminisce of times spent and allow me to create new memories. May I cover you with love? My apologies, for I can see it overflow. Your beauty cannot be masked so continue to keep in radiance. Your eyes the window and body a temple. Let your rivers flow and find me entering your stream. The voyage sought by long preparation, I seek not a destination. Your company, my love, is all true. Keep me close and know I shall not part. I am forever yours.
O lady of my heart, hear my cries.
Let not this yearning heart starve without your presence.
Keep me interwoven within your rivers.
Amidst your hills and pasture, let my weary soul find rest.
Brought by passing time and sought through voyages leading to shipwrecks.
An open sea, though the deep has helped me find solace.
Your silk and ever flowing waves brings me to shore.
Decisions made in destination of the unknown.
The light from the heavens guides my path.
You forever are the vagrant rose.
Bringing scents of senses I revel in, bathing new pleasantries in thought were forgotten.
Blissful endeavors beyond reason marvel at your mere sight and reality awakens to your beauty.
Lady of my heart, forever yours, hold me close and I shall be in eternal promise.
I’m not that difficult to figure out. To some, it would seem that I am a walking paradox. What can truly be drawn from me just by an encounter? Most people think I am serious or reserved, quiet. It is true that I don’t really engage people as often as it would seem. I do work at a customer service based retail store, yet I could be classified as an introvert, though I’m an ambivert. All of this being written, it brings me once again to truly analyze who I am as an individual.
We are our biggest and harshest judges. My life was never sunshine, rainbows, and puppy dogs-though I did have a couple of puppies. This is all the case with me recently. I have been contemplating where I am now. Indo not regret my choices because it has allowed me to grow and meet certain people. What I do know is that my life could be better than what it is now.
We all look through a looking glass and ask the simple questions of life. We truly don’t see or recognize our worth as individuals, unless it is acknowledged by others. In this day and age we have a twisted notion that social media validates who we are. Which in all honesty is completely worthless, social media highlights that is. Who you are can only truly be seen by those around you physically as well as yourself. Whatever image you wish to portray on anything else, especially digitally, will only hold the weight of vanity. Though in some forms it can be percieved as reality, because of the fruits being visibly seen by others but it can only truly be validated by yourself. In the end, you know the truth and if you live a lie, yojr life would seem empty and void and seek the validation elsewhere.
I have learned to appreciate who I have become and though I can look at the looking glass and ask questions, I know I can change what I see. This should all be the case for the world we now face, when we look away from the looking glass and out to the world. Know who you are and what you see. What is reflected in the eyes of others is not what is reflected in your own.
Draw me to the end of these Sentences. Unraveled to come into fruition. Marked dreams parallel to a sense of serenity. Find planted feet upon realities shores. Hurdle me across space and time, yet see me orbit the star once again. Beauty not measured by men to comprehend such extravagant features. Sleepless nights wrestled not with affliction but constant emotions wrapped in love. Questions asked, as answers shared. Let me reveal to you my naked soul. Carve a space for me as I become another memory. Crossing in nights, walked around the lakes, escaping to the rivers of time. The comet hitting surfaces and marking adventures upon your surface with my touch. Let the passing keep us close and in passing bring us to an eternal embrace. To infinity and beyond, words speaking volumes in the library that is the meaning of my love.
I like to take time and discuss various topics with certain people. There are the rare moments I have where I truly let my opinions known. I try to hold and portray the truth, as much as I can. I found myself discussing before the various things that go on in this world. We have the art industry, music, marketing, and etc.
I was talking with a friend of mine and he concluded music nowadays sounds like a nursery rhyme and people are stuck in a trancelike state. Fueled by dopamine released during the whole process, plus chemicals we ingest or partake, there is no surprise the state we are in as people, complete slow degradation. But we “have” to call it art, only cause it sells or is the prominent choice of the sheeple, that is society today.
We continuously return to our primal nature, fed to activate the same drives, then claim we are free, fueled by hate and division, imprisoned by desires, still clinging to the past while never truly changing the present, to impact our future. This is the state of the world we live in. We have returned or embraced the stoic ideology, the Hellenistic system, while losing our humanity, and believing ourselves to be gods in the end.
It is very easy to hold to our own opinions. If I was to continue to hold to my own, I would hardly associate myself with people. Most people would try to discredit some of the things I discuss if I presented the conspiracy approach, though I am displaying truth, because they’ve been trained to automatically stereotype people based on what they are taught through media and school. The conspiracist is seen as a tin foil nut or the Christian as a fool.
There is a general programming being done that we are unaware of. Without us really thinking about it, we are influenced by society, culture, and what is being instilled is an agenda. It isn’t a theory but what we can see with the passing of time. The Romans would use “bread and circuses”. While as well, ae are slowly being taught that emotions or to “care” means we are weak. Men are shown as strong and courageous with no emotions wavering over them. But this is not the case, to feel is to be human; to have our own thoughts and feelings, is what separates us as individuals and what truly allows us to come together as a society is how, based upon what is fed into us or we learn, can benefit or hurt those around us.
We are an ever changing people, though history tends to repeat itself. We need to begin to comprehend the direction we are heading and instead of trying to set ourselves apart, come together and truly bring change, while learning our value and not letting our egos over encompass our lives. To have emotions but never become consumed by them or completely removing them. Don’t be scared to be human, accept your humanity and within all of that, see the beauty not only in yourself but others. Your individualistic attributes can benefit us all as a whole, we are people, the human race.
Breathe in, breath out.
I am currently at work right now and the small plaque on the wall seemed to call out to me. I snapped a quick picture and the words seem to now flow from within. Inspire. We hear the word all throughout life and to see its meaning now, it has sparked “inspiration”.
As people, it is common in this day and age to bring others down. I’ve noticed that we now have become comfortable as people and bought into the mainstream news format, fear. Because of all of this, we feel safe or when others do not share our points of views, we see ourselves as to a higher standard. Not everyone is like this, but for the most part, we have been conditioned to hold to ourselves greater than our neighbor.
This brings me back to seeing the word inspire. Since the beginning of my blog, I swore it would be used to inspire others or motivate them. Not only has it been a continuously process but it has allowed me to grow as a man. Inspire is a verb, in so being the case, I take action. It is always easy to speak or post eloquent words into existence but does it hold on its own or come with a deep foundation, understanding, and etc?
What I am trying to convey is that to truly inspire others, We have to remove this egocentric behavior we hold and truly help others. Not only must we change but because of inspiration, we allow the world to kove forward as an evolving race, intended to continue to a better future. Each man, woman, and child, has a dream, we are called to accomplish these dreams. So let us not continue in rivalry or hate but come together and inspire one another as people, beyond words but action.
Quivering lips met by quickened breaths, pierced by eyes, locked within the arrays of colors; Tones of Earth creating a blossoming field of natures beauty as the light reflected from them reveals the radiance of such sight.
Passing fingers in motion to trace the lines marked in the hands by time.
Warmed embrace met with beating hearts to match in unison, calling for the other.
Longing souls quenched with exchanges from passing words in silence.
Dancing words with empty sounds as lips divide and come together to give reason.
Bare, in solace of touch, deeply moved by the bodies of poetry written on canvases drawn.
Becoming as one, yet holding close to the others own being, whole.
Cosuming oil that engulfs by the sparking of names to light the night.
Curtains opened to catch refreshing scents drifting from fresh fruit grown after planting seeds, past winters; A summers breeze carried as such warmth is welcomed.
Treasured dawns, come from the deep, bring the songs of tomorrow, welcoming lover’s embrace.
(Inspired by Songs of Solomon and a couple of things, enjoy)
If this was a match made in heaven I guess that is why it took us so long to meet on Earth and why without you it’s Hell. I kept getting change in the wishing well. Years gone by and now we’ve arrived right by each other’s side. Let me make up for all the lost time. I don’t regret the choices in the past because to get to you has been worth it. Properly written meaning defining what I’ve spent searching. You are much more than an angel and I promise that I am not a saint. I rather you see that I’m a sinner who is still running this race. Forgive me because I know I don’t promise you the I world. I just know that you’re worth much more. I love you to infinity and beyond. See my shadow and know that the space has ended, wish upon a star. For we can be the match made in Heaven so light it all up. Know that this is love. Hold my hand and know I don’t want anyone else. You stand by side and without you it’s Hell. Find us on Earth and know this is much more than fantasy, You are my reality.
Allow me to recite to you the songs of the ages. Tunes played by singing birds, orchestrated in nature to the flowing wind and tides. Your voice echoes beyond chaotic storms, bring calm to a restless soul. I have seen your face and have found your mind with equal fascination. Loving words shared by passing tones while the calls are made, sharing affection. Connections beyond space grasping hold and intersecting hearts far exceeding explanation. Yet the definition is clearly seen, this is love. Catch me observe your breath and match it with my own, as you become air to me. Ground shattering beneath me but your arms hold me in delicate touch. Coming to find beating hearts gripped as the hole left is filled by pieces of one whole. Carry me with your gaze to blissful endeavours. Take my hand as I have awaited your arrival to this adventure. Fear not, though strings of doubt may form, know my name is yours to speak and keep for tomorrow. Know that I shall love you forever more. Understanding one another and our own selves to come to terms with the marching bands. Music played for centuries and in this parade we dance. Let my love for you be shown and heard, written throughout time. My love, I am yours, the sounds of love can be heard from my heart in hand, hold it close, it’s yours…
Don’t say forever if all it means is today. Never forgetting yesterday has gone away. Letting tomorrow come on its own way. Keep eternal promises but let it be present within these passing days. Coloring shades of gray. Painted picture, remembered or seen as captured memories, continue to press play.