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The First Awakening

Cosmic Thought

There’s a voice in the brain that just keeps on going
Like that battery bunny – the one on TV.
It is forever commenting on everything
I’m aware of. I have trouble meditating
Due to that voice that carries on incessantly.
It has not much to do with my inner knowing.

A significant part of my unhappiness
Is because of unnecessary negative
Mind activity. I am not even aware
That it’s happening. Times of pure silence are rare.
All my problems stem from the attention I give
To the mindset of misery versus success.

Mindfulness is discovering the simple fact
That there is a voice in my head. It’s an asset
When it’s used properly – like for motivation.
Happiness affirmations can always be fun.
Otherwise the mind can become a lethal threat.
Thoughts of negativity do have an impact.

Spiritual awakening will happen when
I can notice the monkey mind doing its thing.
I shall not try to fight it. It wears itself out.
Meditation is the way to mitigate doubt.
The first thing is the vibration I’m offering.
I can get to a much better feeling place then.

Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines

Heartbroken

The night is immense but of a different kind
Of expansion that makes of my soul a vacuum.
Once the night was of splendor. It can be no more.
I could write about the way my life was before,
But tonight I’m content in expressing my gloom.
If I’m paralyzed fully, no peace shall I find.

The night is starry and the stars are blue, and they
Shiver in the distance. The detergent night wind
Revolves in the sky singing. I did love her so
And sometimes she loved me too. I suffer the woe
Of not knowing in what manner that I have sinned.
Loneliness is the bitter price she’d have me pay.

Through the nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her profusely under the endless sky.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes? To think
That I do not have her pushes me past the brink
Of feeling that I’ve lost her. Need I wonder why
I no longer partake of her feminine charms?

My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Love is so short. Forgetting is fretfully long.
Another’s she will be as she was before my
Adoration. My senses continue to try
To perceive her. I hear in the distance a song,
But I can’t make the music make things as they were.

Be The Change

Make It Happen You Damned Self!

The darkness may be part of an intricate plan
To keep hell alive on earth. The world and its ways
Are atrocious, heartbreaking, and doomed to despair.
Yet, there is a great number of people who care
About life on this planet. Do we give them praise?
Or do we criticize people who say, “I Can!”?

What can you contribute that would do any good?
Don’t listen to the voice that says, “It’s just no use.
I’d be wasting my time, effort, and energy.
Too far out of control this world happens to be.”
Nothing but indolence will this thinking produce.

The still small voice within you can be understood.

All of us have some work to do while we are here.
Everyone has a purpose. Offering something
Of yourself to the problem can make your life whole.
Life can work through and use you. Let it take control.
Be the change that you want. Let the universe bring
You impulses and guidance. Your purpose is clear.

How will you serve the world? What does it need that your
Special talent can offer? The effect that you
Have on others can be the most valuable
Currency that there is. Do be ever grateful
To be the instrument of change. All that you do
Is from love or fear. Which one is of more splendor?