Robbing truth

A word contradicted by actions is truths great thief.

Many will speak

Few will see

None shall hear

the creation of false realities.

Many will hand you words laced with addictions

luring you in,

you follow

blinded by words dripping of emotions,

still you sit amongst actions barring witness to empty ramblings.

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Thoughts from a journal

Personal thoughts from my writings..

I’ve seen so many memes,

quotes and status that say, “life is to short to hold onto bitterness, grudges, hurts and angers.”

True but these are real created emotions and ignoring them will serve no purpose, ignored emotions will only cause them to resurface later.

Let’s take another look at this meme.

Life is not only to short to serve such emotions.

Life is not only to short to ignore these emotions,

life is to short to create these emotions in someone else’s life.

Life is to short for someone to serve emotions, such as self pleasure that creates

in someone’s life,

reactions that are nothing more then how someone was made to feel.

As a humanity we need to learn how to better care for one another, treat one another, creating a different reflection/reaction of self.

Ex – if I create anger in someone’s life, that anger is nothing more then a reflection of how I treated or cared for someone. That anger is a reflection of me not of themselves.

As a humanity we can do better, we can create better.

We may not all agree but we can all find a middle ground to work from.

-Namaste my friends 💜

“Tomorrow”

Hospital conversations…

Had a conversation with a patient that is worth sharing.

Patient is on the younger side.

Me: how are you? I need to take your vitals.

Patient: okay. I’m just miserable. This is my life now, this is what I’ve become.

The patient continued to explain what happened but the last part of what she said stuck with me.

“You never really realize how much you haven’t lived until you can’t anymore.

There’s so much i had wanted to experience, people I had wanted to reconnect with, places and things I wanted to do but you know, tomorrow. I’ll make that call tomorrow. I’ll do that thing tomorrow. I’ll experience this thing I’ve been wanting to tomorrow. Well look, I’m in my tomorrow now and most of what I’m doing now is wondering why I waited, the regrets. I never really realized I wasn’t living until tomorrow came and showed me.”

We continued to talk but what she said really stuck with me. All the memes that say “it’s never to late to begin.” Sometimes it is, sometimes tomorrow comes and just grabs your step and stops you. Sometimes the way we are living isn’t really living, sometimes all this stuff we are doing is nothing more then a distraction to life and we get comfortable existing.

So what is it, what do you wanna experience, touch, feel, see and just do to wake it all up inside?

Notes

From my notes and personal journey..

What is it about holding onto emotions that no longer serve you.

Holding an emotion to try and prove a point, or to be validated by the giver of the wound(the one you are bonded to)will do nothing more then keep your pain process cycling over and over, without healing.

Letting go of those emotions will release them back to the giver and they will reap to whatever degree they do.

The best way to release these wounds/scars left by another is to deal with each and every one of them, some of what you learn about self will surprise.

Holding an emotion in will do nothing more then bury itself within the soil of your being to bare fruits later in life. Dealing with your emotions will free you from becoming their servant later in life and projecting that onto another.

Strange gods

Humanity clothed themselves in unusual garments and burdened their faces with masks,

hiding the strange gods of the earth.

They were given a different tongue,

prayers broken by words of no use.

Weighed down by sins committed of flesh and bone,

covering the devil in Gods cloth

justifying ills

blinded by the blessings of evil.

Enter servant

If you choose to live with what no longer serves you,

you will become the servant

to the hand of;

bitterness

anger

grudges

lies

unrest.

That which is unseen seeks us out, chases us throughout the day.

Images and words seeds that play within flesh

desiring servitude.

The body of flesh a bottle

of which these emotions drink,

the bone of flesh

its pill

serving the unquenchable hunger,

the voice of flesh a needle

that all may hear the sound.