Tag Archives: Beginning

The Sun Wheel (A Birthday Playlist)

Made a playlist to celebrate my 35th year on this earth! Theme is music I enjoyed then and now… Made a birthday themed playlist. New and old tracks from artists and bands that have inspired not only recently but over the past few years… Sowilo ~ The Sun Wheel Gemstone – Rubylement – Air ElementContinue reading “The Sun Wheel (A Birthday Playlist)”

The Waking Dream

Those who call upon on a name, do this not in vein. For not all must not be slain, because a source of pain. Any guilty pleasure should not overrule this measure. Success and adventure do not come as a type of tenure. Rather a path that lasts, defying all past or future to come.Continue reading “The Waking Dream”

The Gold of True Courage

“Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemicalContinue reading “The Gold of True Courage”

Sunrise to Sunset

During a bright yellow Sunrise a blue flower blossoms open. A man in a cowboy hat and dirty denim jacket bends to smell it. As he stands back up he stretches, breathing in deep the cool Spring Sunrise before taking a big sip of his daily cup of joe. He sits having his morning swingContinue reading “Sunrise to Sunset”

Ties of Life…

You are, therefore I am. I am, therefore you are… ~Random Pillow Thought~ “Ambition means tying your well-being to what other people say or do. Self-indulgence means tying it to the things that happen to you. Sanity means tying it to your own actions.” ~ Marcus Aurelius

Celestial Ghost Algorithms

Written in stone long ago. Even Mayans tried to show it so. The satellites that naturally circle. Ones before satellites embedded with gold and purple. They bear messages of any new dawn. Sending in a code for man to spawn. Worlds, ideas, plans of sorts. To further holding down those mankind forts. This game isContinue reading “Celestial Ghost Algorithms”

Pattern Sequence of Life

The sequence of consequence, a wild way to predict future events. Without a thought of the glimpse. Of what is done within a wince. Forethought coming after, once on the fence. Knowing only in the past tense. A nature of being afraid, predictably people weave this braid. Unsure how long they’ve stayed. In that worrisomeContinue reading “Pattern Sequence of Life”

Upon Coming Back to Life…

Our body is a vessel. Which holds the consciousness. Consciousness, free will, and many other things fall into a metaphysical category. When physically in this vessel we call what we do living. When not aware or fully in our vessel we are metaphysical. Upon death the vessel changes. Death is where past, current, and futureContinue reading “Upon Coming Back to Life…”

Dreams of Labyrinth Proportions…

There is definitely a pattern of sorts. This is an equal amount of Chaos to oppose the balancing force. When prana is the breath of life. And the conduit is you. One becomes the vessel. That’s what us humans do. Being the definitive magical working time machine. Whether wide awake or deep in a dream.

Pitfalls of the Stigma Triumphant…

Fear of success is the shadow of triumph. It is merely nothing but another minor hump. Without humility or cause, we can become riddled with flaws. Through every dark lurking shade has another way. It becomes a brighter Sun for each passing Day. What aligns and fixes itself won’t always quit. Almost an unethical feelContinue reading “Pitfalls of the Stigma Triumphant…”

Floating Rock Syndrome…

There on a floating rock was this thought. “Could this truly be all I have ever been taught?” That answer being a definite yes. Yet unfortunately, this answer would not much impress. For this was absolutely not suitable in form of what question was originally sought. One usually loves all, even with the palm ofContinue reading “Floating Rock Syndrome…”

New Year Opening…

Within the chaos known as past, I wash myself clean before this gate here and now. Stones of past and future to help guide how. They spark the light of this consciousness to be. Whether wide awake, or even in a dream. Surviving was the game, making it even through malice and maim. This hasContinue reading “New Year Opening…”