I can feel myself inching closer and closer
I’m almost there
But where is “there”?
How will I know when I’m “there”?
I probably won’t
I crave satisfaction
If only I could let go of that desire
Would that bring me closer to that point?
Oh no. I’m running around in circles.
I stopped keeping track of time.
Hours, minutes, days… it’s all relative to me.
When I’m at work, I no longer count down the time until I’m free to go.
When I’m at home, I no longer count down the time until I have to go back to work.
I’m just here.
Relishing in the moment. And I’m loving every minute of it (no pun intended).
I’ve stepped into a different “dimension”. A world where time is illusory and everything flows as a continuous now.
I’ve heard it takes years of meditating and a higher consciousness to enter such a state but I’ve done it in such a short time.
I also find myself not having much to say about it. There’s really nothing to say. Except this post I’m writing to you.
When you live in the world of manmade time, focusing on the minutes that have passed or that will, the hours… You are living in the past and future. You are no longer in touch with the secret of nature that we all are apart of.
When you live in the here and now, everything is perfect. Even mistakes. People. People are perfect. Everything is the way it is and you don’t find yourself asking for more.
Because it is enough.
Just to be here.
Recently I’ve hit eighty followers and I just want to say thank you — from the bottom of my heart.
It’s been a long journey of barely over a year but I’m always excited to see what’s on the horizon.
I love interacting with all of you and you all motivate me to write.
I want to share a small art collection, a series of poems or what have you. I like to think of them as expressions. These all came about in a day but are all things that are very current in my life today. They represent what I’m going through, inner conflicts, struggles, illuminating ideas and most of all a new disposition.
For all these reasons I will be calling this work Paradigm Shift.
Here they are, for your enjoyment.
Would you let me try your fruit? The mere thought of such fruit causes me to lose myself A fruit so sweet, it remains incomparable to any other fruit I can imagine I’ve been searching far and wide for something so sweet And I’ve found it in you But don’t give it to me sparingly […]
Would you let me try your fruit?
The mere thought of such fruit causes me to lose myself
A fruit so sweet, it remains incomparable to any other fruit I can imagine
I’ve been searching far and wide for something so sweet
And I’ve found it in you
But don’t give it to me sparingly
For after I try this fruit, there is no going back
Forget it, I’m past the point of no return
Nothing is as sweet anymore
I only have a craving for your fruit
I sit under shade of a large tree and I gnash on this divine delicacy
After I’ve eaten it, there is a feeling of emptiness dwelling in me
I thought the fruit was what I was searching for all along
But now that I’ve tasted it
I don’t know if things will ever be the same
Did I reach the pinnacle of my existence with this sweet divine fruit?
Or is there more to life?
I wander around aimlessly searching for something that can fill the absence of that fruit but all I find is
Low hanging fruit
Oh my
What a mistake I’ve made
I run and hide for cover
To shield me
From your venom
But to the illusory mind, even a stick can appear to be a serpent
Cowering with shame I await for you to strike
In anticipation I psych myself out and start exhibiting symptoms that were never there
How could your poison become mine
How could I inject myself with the venom that was never there?
The idea of administering small amounts to create an antidote sounds sound
But in this case I’m achieving the opposite effect
Distributing large amounts into my system, I become sickened
And that sickness spreads to others
Whether willingly or not
Who has the antidote?
Where I thought I was of no use before, I really am of no use to anyone, anymore.
Artistic Apathy 