Life is a road
Our futures foretold

In a mirror we peak
Our destiny we seek

What is our journey?
Perhaps our adventure?

Life is the vision
Not the endeavor

The distance seems long
Timing seems wrong

For our life is written
On pages not given

In a book only He reads
In a library He seeds

God grants us life
God grants us strife

We make it
We break it

We sow it
We grow it

We take it
And forsake it

What have you but a Journey?
What have you but one life?

What say you today?

Who says that this is all?
Who claims to know the meaning of the fall?

Our Journeys will unfold
Our lives will come to One

And in that time
We know ourselves
And into that time
We understand ourselves

We live but one Life…
But that one life is universal
That one Life is but one…

One is infinite…

Yet limited to our perception

Our Journey

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?

Do you recall… from a word… your word…

You spoke… and it rang… like a bell

The bell tolled… once… long ago…

It tolled for time had left…

Yet time was kept… in your word

Remember your word… for we had met

Once… when the bell tolled… long ago

Dedicated to Gypsy~Heart… for her energy and her light… something in her words and her spirit… reminds me of a time of old…I simply can not recall…

Imagine sorrows digging a trench
A seemingly endless hole
Until the bottoms is filled with pain, grief and sadness

The base is so deep
So deep is the pain

In that trench of everlasting grief is a sign
A sign that the amount of suffering it takes to fill
Is the amount of depth it takes to complete

That feeling
Inspiring

Invert the pain
That trench…that feeling
That is your capacity of hope
That seemingly endless hole
Will one day be the seemingly endless mountain

The peaks arising
The beautiful horizon
Away from the pain
Away from the sorrow
Away from the darkness
Into the light
Joy and happiness

The capacity for pain
Is the capacity for Love
Inverted

People are too quick to dismiss emotions. People are too quick to evoke the wrong emotions. If we accept all feelings, painful and painless, then we might learn. -Enreal

“What does not kill me makes me stronger” -Friedrich Neitzsche

“Suffering is permanent, obscure and dark, and shares the nature of infinity”
-Wordsworth

“To be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step to knowledge.”

~Benjamin Disreali (1804-1881), Sybil, 1845

How much do we truly know about science? I love the sciences, mainly physics and some psuedo-sciences. For no other reason but pure awe and wonderment. I am no Einstein, but I try to teach myself in all fields, I try to understand. Sometimes I wonder…Have we created or given names to these “things”, do they truly exist in the form that we perceive? Have we defined our reality and demystified life? Is this what we were meant to do?

I personally think knowledge is the key to life, but what sort of knowledge? Have we created light, yes and no. Have we created fire and power, yes and no. Are we capable of creating life, yes and no. Are we capable of creating death, yes and no. Have we become God? Yes and no.

Now separate these questions and define them.


Is it DNA or is it something we have discovered and named. If God were to come down and say,”No…you’ve got it all wrong”, Would you believe? I wonder…how many things we have created from some other larger canvas? What have we here but a fragment of a larger portrait. I don’t know…but that is why we are here…to learn.

Powerful questions to analyze. The answers could be defined as yes according to our definitions and our languages. But most definitely no, according to our general “Knowledge”… it is like the chicken and the egg…which came first?

Puzzles upon puzzles, stacked blocks of knowledge ready to be glued forever in human history…one catch, there is and never will be a definitive answer. We have molded our minds and preconditioned ourselves for the “truth”. Yet, I see and know no truths. Perhaps one day we will hold The Book of Life with all answers, perhaps one day we will glimpse the truth… reality… perhaps one day.

When I look around
When I listen
I turn around
Close my eyes

It is here
It is behind me
It is whispering
“Listen with your mind”

Ears can not hear
The hauntingly soft sound
The whisper which rings in my mind
Echoing louder than thought

“Listen with your heart”
…hear my call
I am here
Look around with closed eyes

“Find me,
I am here”
In the eye of the mind
With the voice of the soul

It never left…
Life is different with the knowledge
Passes by on a contrastive journey

Between ignorance and understanding

What the implications are for choosing to listen…

Are yet to be learned, simply live and listen…

Do not experience pain
Do not yearn for the past

The past is a trick of desire
Desire is the trick of the mind
The mind is the trick of time
Time is the trick of space
Space is infinite as is life

Experience life with closed eyes and an open soul
Experience the soul with an unyielding grasp
Death is objective

When I think of it
I feel sorrow partly for it
I feel sorrow and pain for myself
I am selfish and wanted more time
Is that wrong?

Now I wait with closed eyes, for that is the only place I will feel it
Behind closed eyes is where I can hear it
Behind closed eyes I can see it, in my infinite mind

For eternity…

Can you feel it? Do you know what it is?

I pray you can hear me
I pray you can see me
I pray you can feel me

the way I am

I pray you can follow me
I pray you can shadow me
I pray you can be with me

the way I am

I wait for you
I wait for an answer
I wait for a whisper

Can you hear me?
Can you speak to me?

Once more

Can you make me understand?
Teach to me your language?
Can you save me?

Once more

I asked of you answers
You patiently answered
You spoke so clearly
You spoke yet I cannot remember

Can you remember?
In my dream
Can you remember?

Once more

You made me forget

Was I not ready?
Not meant to remember?
My mind unclear

Was it another language?

For only my soul to hear
I felt solace
I felt whole
You shared that with me…

Why did you make me forget?
Was it meant to be this way
It felt so perfect,

It felt so near

I understood… for the first time

I ask of you once more

Why did you make me forget?

I ask of you once more

Was I not ready?

I am ready, speak to me once more…
Speak to me clearly
Be with me forever

Once more

You captivate me with your voice

Full of silence

Within a chaotic sound

You captivate me with your eyes

Full of knowledge

Beneath a wise visage

You captivate me with your touch

A veiled hand

Above a shimmering mirage

You captivate me 

As a flame dances within the palm of your hand

As a river flows within the depths of your soul

As a whisper sings on the wings of the wind

As the thought travels amongst the spirits flight

As the prayers ascend to the angels at night

You captivate me

I shall thank you for eternity

Can we see beyond this mirror?
This veil called life
This mirage of hope

Can we awaken
Awaken, from the slumber of of this lucid dream
Can we gather our senses

Take our rightful place in the stars, in the heavens

Imagine what could be
If we let go
If we gazed beyond the mirror…

If we look into our eyes

If we looked into our Soul…

See yourself within the mirror of your mind,

Gaze upon the reflection of your soul

Awaken

Be alive, see into life

See into your Soul

I search to find
My soul divide

Why did you leave
To grieve or reprieve

Why did you go
You knew I couldn’t go

Time has always held
A stories farewell

For now we wait

A seemingly eternal fate

When we all shall meet
Welcome and greet

On the gates of times horizon
We shall enter the garden of heaven

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 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

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