I like my opinions, they allow me to speak my mind, in a way I find hard when conversations are senseless
It reveals who I truly am, and opens up part of my true nature, which rarely wills to Reveal
When my opinions are questioned, to describe me, my personality and my beliefs, I find it ironic
Because aren't opinions constantly changing, and doesn't each belief enhance and understand itself
when time passes, and learning increases, experiences surpass and the mind opens up
Those that use my opinions, to attack, speak or even blossom me, and turn around to 'explain me' another way of thinking
How funny, firstly because it doesn't interest me much, and secondly because strangely society can take one of your phrases so seriously, and cause a mini drama event at such a stage
As though there weren't more important things, like the battles across the globe
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Loopholes, typhoon swirls, and inner homes.
Life's not that hard really, as we make it seem when the weather is down, or when we sink in fear
It's not so serious, when all seems lost, and patterns just appear.
The thing is that, these negative patterns, are usually constructed by the mind,
they are practiced over time, and tend to create similar situations and circumstance dance.
When patterns get released, fulfill their goal, and are filled with happier beliefs,
one notices that negativity, bad situations and experience really all come hand in hand.
Eveything drops and collapses at one time, whether relationships, harmony, familial ties, personal issues and patterns, education, state of mind and addictive interests.
It's like a bubble filled with negative rays which live on each other, and sink lower.
Neither prayers, nor good will, nor wishes matter at that time, what has to be dealt
with comes and goes like a tide that brings grey signs
Once the tide is over though, and the shore begins to clear
Pieces left as memorablia, some thrown in anger, some burnt and those which take time to fade
When life becomes more positive, even the choices differ. The people I instantly talk to differ, awareness on those who are commited, stable and settled in life whilst they grow and learn. Attractions differ, as the 'bad' which personifies itself into guys, addictions, and habits just disappear. They just lose their flair, their interesting factors, and they become dry subtances which lose all importance. Attachments decrease, I don't know if you notice, but when a person has substance abuse problems they tend to be attached to their surroundings, these chords which flair everywhere, energies which blast in all directions, no sense of care for how to stand alone. Yet once these detachments starts occuring, no matter how much the mind resists, no matter how much the past furnishes the mind, no matter how many people arise in your mind, you know your on to better things, because your capable of choosing people in your life who make you comfortable, you start being attracted to those who actually give you what you want, rather than those who are 'reckless' which only reflect our own choices really. So even thoughts change, as the postive ones are favoured, food becomes healthier as well, as the stomach starts enjoying the greens and vegetables.
The mind starts accepting flaws, and the importance of them. It starts appreciating one's good, and finds a way to truly discover that personal space that make the I happy. Conversations, people, and situations which arise seem way more stable, and one notices the emotional turbulence and rollercoaster one experiences through a couple of them. Some are so unnecessary and mostly unimportant, yet being human means one fails to exist without the lows and highs.
I could really go on and on, simply out of perhaps gratitude, sometimes discomfort at the vast amount of change taking place, my resistant mind, which sometimes pains because it bombards me with reasons to not change. My positive affirmations which come in phases, or the fact that I'm not interested in things which used to encourage 'negative behaviour'. It's all so strange, or perhaps new to me, it happens so unexpectedly.
Every year brings in a new limelight. When I first joined university, it was about mini wants, fun, colours, and social interactions in large circles. Learning to deal with different types of people, diversity and an idea of change and open mindedness in a university where people smoke pot everyday. Ironyyyy
The second year, taught me the importance of compromise in a living household, whilst mantaining personal respect. It also taught me how on one side I always stuck to my personal space, my wants and my beliefs. On the other hand it taught me how at times I was too forgiving, ignored flaws which could hurt me and failed to rise up at an important circumstance.
The third year, seemed like a follow up. It seems in life, that it is normal to fail and pass. Yet when a lesson fails to be passed it keeps arising. So taking a stance kept appearing in my life time after time, after time, till I actually started saying what I really wanted to. The importance of relationships, and how much they change over the years, first year's social bubble bursts completely, how far the mind can fall when not controlled, and how everyone simply reflects the enemity within. The importance of personal power, knowing how to keep it, use it, and let it be the guide of one's intuition.
I can say I made a lot of mistakes, come on I'm just turning 22, at times I felt shame for acting in certain ways, yet now I realize day by day, that because of every tried and tested mistake, is the reason I come closer to my true core self everyday. Because it is one's failures and mistaken moments which truly pinpoint at times occasions in ones life. They are remembered because one wishes to improve those mistakes or get out of that way of life. Whilst the mind is improving, the situations are enhanced, and emotions are healing, the learning is sinking in meditatively to form thought patterns within.
This must be one of the longest continuous things I've written, and yet I could go on and on, about what's going on inside. I love this feeling, when it doesn't stop, it's like my life is rowing, with oars that stay beside me and a tide that is breezy, calm, and smooth.
Think about your choice, there's always more than one, you'll get to the same place, but you choose which way to learn. The comfort within, the comfort without, all the same, no difference between what revolves and what comes from inside, appears out.
It's not so serious, when all seems lost, and patterns just appear.
The thing is that, these negative patterns, are usually constructed by the mind,
they are practiced over time, and tend to create similar situations and circumstance dance.
When patterns get released, fulfill their goal, and are filled with happier beliefs,
one notices that negativity, bad situations and experience really all come hand in hand.
Eveything drops and collapses at one time, whether relationships, harmony, familial ties, personal issues and patterns, education, state of mind and addictive interests.
It's like a bubble filled with negative rays which live on each other, and sink lower.
Neither prayers, nor good will, nor wishes matter at that time, what has to be dealt
with comes and goes like a tide that brings grey signs
Once the tide is over though, and the shore begins to clear
Pieces left as memorablia, some thrown in anger, some burnt and those which take time to fade
When life becomes more positive, even the choices differ. The people I instantly talk to differ, awareness on those who are commited, stable and settled in life whilst they grow and learn. Attractions differ, as the 'bad' which personifies itself into guys, addictions, and habits just disappear. They just lose their flair, their interesting factors, and they become dry subtances which lose all importance. Attachments decrease, I don't know if you notice, but when a person has substance abuse problems they tend to be attached to their surroundings, these chords which flair everywhere, energies which blast in all directions, no sense of care for how to stand alone. Yet once these detachments starts occuring, no matter how much the mind resists, no matter how much the past furnishes the mind, no matter how many people arise in your mind, you know your on to better things, because your capable of choosing people in your life who make you comfortable, you start being attracted to those who actually give you what you want, rather than those who are 'reckless' which only reflect our own choices really. So even thoughts change, as the postive ones are favoured, food becomes healthier as well, as the stomach starts enjoying the greens and vegetables.
The mind starts accepting flaws, and the importance of them. It starts appreciating one's good, and finds a way to truly discover that personal space that make the I happy. Conversations, people, and situations which arise seem way more stable, and one notices the emotional turbulence and rollercoaster one experiences through a couple of them. Some are so unnecessary and mostly unimportant, yet being human means one fails to exist without the lows and highs.
I could really go on and on, simply out of perhaps gratitude, sometimes discomfort at the vast amount of change taking place, my resistant mind, which sometimes pains because it bombards me with reasons to not change. My positive affirmations which come in phases, or the fact that I'm not interested in things which used to encourage 'negative behaviour'. It's all so strange, or perhaps new to me, it happens so unexpectedly.
Every year brings in a new limelight. When I first joined university, it was about mini wants, fun, colours, and social interactions in large circles. Learning to deal with different types of people, diversity and an idea of change and open mindedness in a university where people smoke pot everyday. Ironyyyy
The second year, taught me the importance of compromise in a living household, whilst mantaining personal respect. It also taught me how on one side I always stuck to my personal space, my wants and my beliefs. On the other hand it taught me how at times I was too forgiving, ignored flaws which could hurt me and failed to rise up at an important circumstance.
The third year, seemed like a follow up. It seems in life, that it is normal to fail and pass. Yet when a lesson fails to be passed it keeps arising. So taking a stance kept appearing in my life time after time, after time, till I actually started saying what I really wanted to. The importance of relationships, and how much they change over the years, first year's social bubble bursts completely, how far the mind can fall when not controlled, and how everyone simply reflects the enemity within. The importance of personal power, knowing how to keep it, use it, and let it be the guide of one's intuition.
I can say I made a lot of mistakes, come on I'm just turning 22, at times I felt shame for acting in certain ways, yet now I realize day by day, that because of every tried and tested mistake, is the reason I come closer to my true core self everyday. Because it is one's failures and mistaken moments which truly pinpoint at times occasions in ones life. They are remembered because one wishes to improve those mistakes or get out of that way of life. Whilst the mind is improving, the situations are enhanced, and emotions are healing, the learning is sinking in meditatively to form thought patterns within.
This must be one of the longest continuous things I've written, and yet I could go on and on, about what's going on inside. I love this feeling, when it doesn't stop, it's like my life is rowing, with oars that stay beside me and a tide that is breezy, calm, and smooth.
Think about your choice, there's always more than one, you'll get to the same place, but you choose which way to learn. The comfort within, the comfort without, all the same, no difference between what revolves and what comes from inside, appears out.
' You guyz'
People are really interesting, you can be studying about humanity yet discover that the most
power hungry people live in your background backyard, in the house next door, in the friend who claims to preach, in the friend who claims to teach, and the person who always seems to question your ability and life.
It's funny, as human beings we get annoyed when America battles Iraq, we even go as far as putting Osama on the wanted list and raising critical awareness about the teachings in a Afghani Madrasa.
You have people protesting, and shouting, fighting in class, claiming to care incredibly about these issues, wanting to take a step in global change. I think that's great, but what happens when these very same people, turn around to power manipulate one another. When the bigger picture loses its importance, and the smaller picture increases in size. People who would rather feel comfortable with you being weak, or those who get security from filling their ego's and even those will try to show the opposite sex, that they are the stronger player.
The biggest irony are 'victims', who arise from disasters, uncontrollable world events, those who suffer a loss and those who fall for these games. Perhaps victims are self-defeatists in their own right, where they rather lose then play a 'dirty' game, or is it time for self-defeatists, to kick their leftist attitudes in the butt, and start fighting and standing up those these rightists, who are so insecure, I think the self defeatists land up pitying themselves in confusion of actually pitying 'players.' Emotional toying, dramatic stances, making sure your not there to support the person, all clear evidence of rightists around the world.
Sometimes I feel angry to know that such people exist, but then I realize that it is my life, and I will only offer to myself that which pleases me.
power hungry people live in your background backyard, in the house next door, in the friend who claims to preach, in the friend who claims to teach, and the person who always seems to question your ability and life.
It's funny, as human beings we get annoyed when America battles Iraq, we even go as far as putting Osama on the wanted list and raising critical awareness about the teachings in a Afghani Madrasa.
You have people protesting, and shouting, fighting in class, claiming to care incredibly about these issues, wanting to take a step in global change. I think that's great, but what happens when these very same people, turn around to power manipulate one another. When the bigger picture loses its importance, and the smaller picture increases in size. People who would rather feel comfortable with you being weak, or those who get security from filling their ego's and even those will try to show the opposite sex, that they are the stronger player.
The biggest irony are 'victims', who arise from disasters, uncontrollable world events, those who suffer a loss and those who fall for these games. Perhaps victims are self-defeatists in their own right, where they rather lose then play a 'dirty' game, or is it time for self-defeatists, to kick their leftist attitudes in the butt, and start fighting and standing up those these rightists, who are so insecure, I think the self defeatists land up pitying themselves in confusion of actually pitying 'players.' Emotional toying, dramatic stances, making sure your not there to support the person, all clear evidence of rightists around the world.
Sometimes I feel angry to know that such people exist, but then I realize that it is my life, and I will only offer to myself that which pleases me.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
My 20's
It's only been two years, yet in the past two years I learnt more about who I am
then I had ever even discovered or seen for myself
Once the comfort zone is built, I start understanding the person I really am, what I like
and dislike. And most of all what I require from me in a day, and what I require from people
I choose to allow into my life.
The difference between your teenage years, and your early twenties, is that you start realizing the importance of people. Those who never existed, those who were a phase, and those you have always been there, sometimes unfortunately shadowed in the background.
The most important thing, is to maintain, preserve and uncondition the heart. Regardless of how anybody is, if it feels unacceptable, it should remain that way. Those who only appear when restlessness creeps in need to be asked to leave, and those that clash, it is a goodbye.
Those that remain, are usually the ones that are always there, regardless of whether your happy, sad, down, victorious or in defeat. For that is true strength, and some of the real things in life.
then I had ever even discovered or seen for myself
Once the comfort zone is built, I start understanding the person I really am, what I like
and dislike. And most of all what I require from me in a day, and what I require from people
I choose to allow into my life.
The difference between your teenage years, and your early twenties, is that you start realizing the importance of people. Those who never existed, those who were a phase, and those you have always been there, sometimes unfortunately shadowed in the background.
The most important thing, is to maintain, preserve and uncondition the heart. Regardless of how anybody is, if it feels unacceptable, it should remain that way. Those who only appear when restlessness creeps in need to be asked to leave, and those that clash, it is a goodbye.
Those that remain, are usually the ones that are always there, regardless of whether your happy, sad, down, victorious or in defeat. For that is true strength, and some of the real things in life.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Rise
Human error
Specific, individual, impulsive , or simply mind tools to improve what simply has to be accepted first
Repetitive, specifically done with those who enjoy it, a battle considered on the table
One that wasn't even though about, or acknowledged to exist
When Human error becomes LOUD, it appears to the mind that the world has heard it all
Every mistake, every word said in vain, every angry action, every mind jolt, n tweezed infused words with another's philosophy.
They appear to blast up and create a bomb, one that destructs too all that surround
Yet when the bomb explodes, and the smoke arises, the rubble begins to clear,
and the rest gets craned, the human arises, in a way they never thought they would.
Specific, individual, impulsive , or simply mind tools to improve what simply has to be accepted first
Repetitive, specifically done with those who enjoy it, a battle considered on the table
One that wasn't even though about, or acknowledged to exist
When Human error becomes LOUD, it appears to the mind that the world has heard it all
Every mistake, every word said in vain, every angry action, every mind jolt, n tweezed infused words with another's philosophy.
They appear to blast up and create a bomb, one that destructs too all that surround
Yet when the bomb explodes, and the smoke arises, the rubble begins to clear,
and the rest gets craned, the human arises, in a way they never thought they would.
Attachments
If everyday, is simply a way to gather information
Not only to understand with the mind, yet to fill in those missing parts
Does it evolve a person, to change in a way which allows them to be in the perfect
position for the future, hence my past allowed me to be who I am for Now.
Because thanks to those episodes, actions, and consequences, I'm here today
So it appears that perhaps there are choices, and different ways to get here
I could have gone another way as well
Yet I would be here, because that is what is meant to be, perhaps that's what my soul
has to learn, like a classroom, learning forward from my last birth
and enough to be ready for my next birth, interval of class years in a number
which ofcourse to humans is too much time to comprehend
But I'm sure in Universal years a person's life is minute, in fact too minute to underestimate life
Recognition, pushes the human mind to do the 'unknown.'
Harms, causes, and examples set, and done in a state of mind where life is neither lived nor explored
It is deal in a manner which resists the very flow of life, and at times tries to hide or block it
Yet life just keeps going on and on and on and on.. it did and it will
And so will I
Sanam
Not only to understand with the mind, yet to fill in those missing parts
Does it evolve a person, to change in a way which allows them to be in the perfect
position for the future, hence my past allowed me to be who I am for Now.
Because thanks to those episodes, actions, and consequences, I'm here today
So it appears that perhaps there are choices, and different ways to get here
I could have gone another way as well
Yet I would be here, because that is what is meant to be, perhaps that's what my soul
has to learn, like a classroom, learning forward from my last birth
and enough to be ready for my next birth, interval of class years in a number
which ofcourse to humans is too much time to comprehend
But I'm sure in Universal years a person's life is minute, in fact too minute to underestimate life
Recognition, pushes the human mind to do the 'unknown.'
Harms, causes, and examples set, and done in a state of mind where life is neither lived nor explored
It is deal in a manner which resists the very flow of life, and at times tries to hide or block it
Yet life just keeps going on and on and on and on.. it did and it will
And so will I
Sanam
I've never known of...
I've never know of ...
It solves it all,
the questions, the wonders, the left and right, the judgements, the awareness
When I know what I've never known of.. I will unite and shine like the star that I Am.
It solves it all,
the questions, the wonders, the left and right, the judgements, the awareness
When I know what I've never known of.. I will unite and shine like the star that I Am.
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