there are SO many branches of this tree,
SO many possibilities, paths, ways to be
I’m dizzy with the feeling of opportunity
how can I decide which way to go?
I won’t, I’ll just float
there are places where I find the eye of the hurricane
where the air is alive and still
where you can almost hear the past roar
and overlap the present, turning it into Nothing
the simultaneous bloom of Decay and Life destroy the moment
my skin crawls, flakes
peeling away that which was
each moment, new
each moment, renewed
shedding my skin so I can shed some light
Life speaks to me
almost like background noise
but it comes straight from the heart and pulses in my chest
most of the time I can’t hear it because I’m too busy feeding the greedy, needy one
but I’ve come to a point where I’m cutting off the supply
starving my ego
not giving it the crap it wants, the fuel that brings me down
some people out there inspire the realization of why I feel the way I do and why I yearn for more
it’s okay to want more, it’s okay to go after more
it’s okay to receive what you desire
it is okay to be yourself and walk your path, your way
I am slowly, and painfully, learning this
it’s incredible, yet it sears like salt in a wound
Man, I wish we could just sit in silence on some nice grassy hill and split some fresh french fries.
Life is an absolute cluster-fuck of a shit-storm the last few days. I don’t know what the fuck to do.
I’m learning to let things go.
To steer wherever I can, and float whenever possible.
Life is full of surprises.
we are learning to not take things for granted
sometimes, the hard way
Don’t be afraid to open yourself up to someone. Sometimes that’s all it takes to split the clouds and feel the sun.
Nothing’s ever really lost.
overwhelmed by Beingness today
my heart is pumping my stomach into nausea
and my elbows shake with the movement of tomorrow, and whatever it may bring
knots, knots, knots.. in my hair, in my belly, in my head
I’m tangled in Reality
I’m feeling really grateful today at just the fact that I’m/we’re alive and able to observe this reality and somehow perpetuate our own being into this conscious form.
There has to be a tail end of it, or a head, and we are somehow involved in, or expanding out of it in a quantum sea of incredible particles that create more than we can even imagine..
We are it. We are the holy process, the transformational process of waves constantly whipping inthrough and throughout dimensions.
We are like loose yarn strings.. tangled together into a multi-dimensional web of Life. We are the waves that break up onto the shores of others’ multi-energetic wave constructs, and we interact with these dimensional ripples that they create, which are really complex hologram structures. We construct and see this interaction as our Reality.
We are Energy interacting, and manifesting. The Alchemical process. We can do and be anything!
Haha, We Are the Dimensions..
I just had a dream that I was putting hot-dog sausages in little sneakers, and I woke up laugh-yelling “HOT-DOGS DONT WEAR LACES”
and then I laughed hysterically for a while.
Going boarding today at Big White, oh man I’m gonna fall so many times.. hahah oh well, can’t wait (:
The view from our room is of Mount Rundle which is 9,675 feet tall!