illusionDressed in narratives around truthIlluminationand consciousnessseparating the light from the shadowNow you see the truth,Unveiled But truth isjust another narrativeAs is revelationInterpretation of informationgetting namedworded into knowledgecreating new storylines Giving meaning to what is inherently insignificantRealization of the abundance of narrativesA fractal image, fathomlessThe hope to get out of the illusionOf separation,Expanding consciousnessUnionShatteredNeither is there… Continue reading Awakening is
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Seven Deadly Sins – Lust
Endless craving for satisfaction, Losing myself in the chase for sensationEscapingSeparationI cannot stopBreathlessTake me higherThere is no groundThere is no limit So is my emptinessSo is my loneliness give me pleasuregive me gratificationgive me love Whatever you are Desire is what keeps me aliveIn motiontakes me from one diversion to the nextsurvivalto escape the absorbing,… Continue reading Seven Deadly Sins – Lust
Seven Deadly Sins
Here I am now. I am all, alone. Naked and vulnerable. Thrown out of paradise, into a wild, yet unknown and cold world: the primal trauma – waking up into the illusion of separation. Out of abundance and oneness into scarcity. If I cannot thrive, I have to survive. I am trauma. I am sin.… Continue reading Seven Deadly Sins
Momentum
There is some heaviness looking through your eyes,How could it have come so far?How could you just have not seen it?Where does your surprise come from?It was always in sight, always close.You just didn’t dare to face it.Attached yourself to dreams and an imaginary futureHypnotized yourself into the illusion of free will and controlDriven by… Continue reading Momentum
Testimony #I
I have never really aimed for anything in “this world”. I never really felt any meaning or purpose in this existence. It was heavy, sad, depressing, downweighing. Humans were no beings to trust, no matter how much I loved them, or how dependent I was on their love. Also, I was a human. When I… Continue reading Testimony #I
Memento Mori
There you stand, aware of your mortalityEverything you are, you have built up, you have createdIs dedicated to deathThe unknown transition, inherently transientImpermanence is the very nature of your whole existence Everything you are is borrowedYour memory, your identity, your bodyEvery atom of your bodyThey are not yoursThey shift from one shape into anotherFrom aeon,… Continue reading Memento Mori
Fading
Living for the future When tomorrow hits Never Searching for significance, passing through time Never arriving anywhere Nowhere to go, to escape No answer Just this Creation and creatures Dancing through the vast space of mind and imagination Shared reality, dream of separation Emerging and expanding like a bubble Bursting Trying to hide in impermanence… Continue reading Fading
You are
You are nature,in human form,not just a part of nature.Born from the Great Motherwhose name you have forgottenEngaging in the fall of a civilisationAs having been there already beforeIn cyclesSince eonsRise and fallGrowth and decayBirth and deathCycle of life Bits shift to the stars,Bits remain as a testimony for your children I’m with you, mother,I… Continue reading You are
Just a Visitor
Not from here, not from thereComing from nowhere,Never going anywhereEmerging from no ground,from anything into nothing,remains it finally unnamed. Never rooted here, never thereTransient motion and form,merging into volatile manifestation,a dissolving dream.I don’t belong anywhereAttachment teaches about pain,When transience changes and takes awayWhat became so familiar,surrender Sensation sparkling up for a second,all there is,to be… Continue reading Just a Visitor
Chasing Phantoms
The gaze follows a shadow, in diverse gray. It leads into a blurred memory, a presumed origin of existence. Long ago, the shadow was given a name. A name, full of expectation for an imaginary future. For an idea to manifest in flesh and blood. This idea, this name, this expectation became personality, identity. Identity… Continue reading Chasing Phantoms