Staring at the world through my window

We are human. We are nature. Let’s protect nature. Not destroy it. Of course, I say this because us being destructive just leads to our own destruction, and probably not the destruction of the planet, because I guarantee the planet will be fine without us.

The Cosmic Climate

We are hardly particles on a breath. The deep breath of existence. We are suspended in all of this, and for the few short moments we get to imagine ourselves within it. Why don’t we begin to enjoy this moments reflection?

The Unnecessary Pain of Existence

What’s up with the selective love? The selective care and compassion? Why we have no compassion for non-whites? So we are in a kind of “spiritual segregation” and frankly, if this is ever resolved as it should be, who could blame POC for not really caring for white people too much? At least being hesitant to join arms and whatever? Can we expect anything really? Best thing we can try to prepare this world for and hope for is peace.

What tongues those are you spake?

You should know, if you treat a stranger kindly, they will become more open and friendly themselves. Remember what you feel, you share both consciously and unconsciously to the world. This comes out in all ways of communicating, with our energy, our bodies, and with our words of course.

Bless Yourself

“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself”- Rumi

What’s in a Mind?

While these moments are here for me to observe, or rather, while I am here to observe I have a choice, what do I make of it? Always I have this.

I’m in love with the substance of you

Everything you imagine is this, a shadow of something else, of the ideas you have. It’s just a shadow made by shapes in you, forms you take; comedian, fighter, lover etc. You imagining, is the shadow of you living, breathing and doing.