There is an abundance of people wanting desperately to be accepted. Putting themselves ‘out there’ to be heard, recognized, blurbed. Billions of them. Most are part of the mainstream, or the new stream that they think isn’t mainstream, but is the same thing. If you’ve gotten attached now to a positive jive, something you think…
Category: Ether
Discovering your inner voice singing
A bell rings and I hear it pouring inside my head The rain comes and I hear the music pound instead I am the captor and the captive of my emotions The nature of the one who brings rain without tears.
He spoke to me of something rare. Something beautiful. Like a fragile bird that no one has seen, but in a dream it exists. Deep inside where fragility hides.
I write a creative work. Its dissemination to the population is fractioned into the pieces of the parts of the people that ‘see’. The aspect of ‘this and that’ that they relate to, or can’t relate, is relative to the place of opening they have into the awareness of their soul.
In the circle, there is a centre. A dot. In the centre, there is a dot. It is the eclipse between dark and light, night and day. Night being more prevalent to most.
I didn’t know what to produce, how to bring my work forward, or how to do it well. It all seemed contrary and I made the decisions the best way I could. I didn’t know the judgement call to make from a place of judgement and so I didn’t make it from there. I made…
let my thoughts be of bigger things mystery and dragon wings sights unseen in the air and here on Earth let me go anywhere.
You didn’t want me to find out. Even though I knew it. You wanted me to hide, even though I wasn’t hiding. I was only invisible to you, even though you saw me all the time. Staring straight at me, staring right through me. Nothing without me.