Tag Archive | sincerity

The Better You Feel

Jan6

Emotional Balance

Do you know? Can you accept? Do you get the sense
That this is a vibrational universe? Can
You believe you create your own reality?
Your thoughts project vibration, and what comes to be
Is so by your projections, indeed more so than
Anything else. They can be a major expense.

Your thoughts do both the asking and the allowing.
When you think about what you want, you create it.
But sometimes you will think about things you have not.
Then you can’t let it in, so it matters a lot
To not think against your dreams. The vibe you transmit
Is responded to. Your thoughts are self-endowing.

You can reduce the level of your resistance
By increasing allowing. Your thoughts can come clean
If you are selfish enough to care how you feel.
The better that you feel, the more life is ideal.
Your emotions can run like a well-tuned machine.
Life is no longer an uncertain game of chance.

Better timing, ideas, and impulses come
As you learn to feel better. Those friends of yours who
Bring you down must be minimized. Reality,
If it evokes a deep sense of anxiety…
Ignore it because there is nothing you can do.
Be aware of good feelings and where they come from.

I Do Not Know

Mar15

Ample Room For Ignorance

Believing and knowing are two different things.
I believe that I have two hands yet know it too.
I can prove this fact easily, but if someone
Argued still to the contrary perhaps for fun
A swift slap to the cheek would give that one a clue.
Certainty undeniable true knowing brings.

Argument can be powerful against belief
So the one who believes has a threshold to cross
Into absolute knowing to act as a shield
From the negative fallout in the battlefield.
If I say I Do Not Know, will I incur loss?
This decision alone can cause general grief.

But the truth is of essence, or else what’s the use?
I’m sincere enough to admit that I don’t know
All that much about anything but just enough
To get just enough going, and quite off-the-cuff.
Through the things that I don’t know I’m able to grow.
A confusing odor do assumptions effuse.

The immensity of what I don’t know I know
That I don’t know that I don’t know. It’s understood.
All the longing, seeking, and possibility
Of knowing becomes a living reality.
In the long run it doesn’t do me any good
To pretend that I know things. That habit must go.

Problems In Paradise

Nov24

The Balancing of Apparent Extremes

Sometimes off the wall enthusiasm is mine.
I am so effervescent I scare folks away.
In all things I see beauty. I gush everywhere.
I have reached the point finally where I don’t care
How the world outside operates from day to day.
Yet there is some fear that everything isn’t fine.

The emotional spectrum has high and low ends.
The former is the vortex. It’s hard to stay there.
I can’t milk a good feeling for minutes or days
So, mindful I should be of the various ways
I am tricked into hyping. I must be aware
Of when it feels not authentic to my dear friends.

Often out of the vortex moments can toss me
Into it, and with practice, I’ll stay longer yet
In that place that is peacefully energetic.
There’s some resident boredom when it comes not quick.
It cannot be a big effort for me to get
In the mood of contentment. It’s where I must be.

It is just a brief spiking frequently throughout
A day planned with expecting the best to occur.
I must learn to acknowledge these moments, and then
I can reach that state at will again and again.
It is easy to focus on what I’d prefer.
Staying high in vibration is what it’s about.

Be Sincere

Nov3

Social Performance

Film is rolling. Now, give the world your whitest smile.
Don’t tell me you don’t have one to proudly display.
We all have social standing. Is yours not above
Those who are at rock bottom? Do show them some love
By reminding them life is much better your way.
Don’t you dare let your mask down. It is your profile.

Be alive and in good health for all whom you meet
On the street, if they’re worthy of some time of day.
Use your keen sense of judgment to fully assess
How much they are like you or hopefully much less
So that you feel of value in life’s cabaret.
Claim your sense of fulfillment from Satan by tweet.

But be kind to the losers. We speak from the soul
With our hearts heavy-laden. Stage presence we lack
And our costumes are tattered from playing our parts.
We all have one director who knows all our hearts.
In a heartbeat we’ll leave here without looking back
Knowing non-actors exit with none to condole.