Living To Love

Musing faraway rapt, to reckon with now. Pondering ceaselessly with no avail. Constant brainstorming to fing out how. It will always be so. For it’s how we grow. Love is future, pain is the past. Hence why pain shouldn’t constantly last. Hope is dangerous because of the expectation value concept. Searching for something with moreContinue reading “Living To Love”

Leo Season/Dog Days of Summer Radio…

Indie Hip-Hop, IDM, Indie Rock, Indie Metal, etc… Independent music for the independent individual. New Moon Music for Leo Season and those Dog Days of Summer still ahead. As we wrap another season up to begin moving forward into the next year ahead more motivated with better days! https://pandora.app.link/TTFqOB9J0rb ⬆️ ~ Collaborative Playlist ⬇️ ~Continue reading “Leo Season/Dog Days of Summer Radio…”

The Love Madness

Urban decay among natural beauty. Trauma that brings change. The struggle that comes with survival. Two in a tremendous struggle. One finding themselves even more different then they ever knew or could have believed. The other struggles to maintain the world around them, embracing every change only to find the problem never dissolves… Disaster happens,Continue reading “The Love Madness”

The Internal Tools of Life

Time and events being continuity for us. Experience and feeling that is a plus. Thoughts control our every moment in the now. We use these said tools to figure things out somehow. The ways to make it through each day. Looking for the expression known as being happy. Another thing we can actually control. ForContinue reading “The Internal Tools of Life”

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.

Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…

It was a hot cicada Summer. He walked the streets among many. His life feeling much like a bummer. It took time but he realized. Life can be great despite circumstances and consequence. This year now seen with his own eyes. To come back a better man. Having done everything you needed to do. FiguringContinue reading “Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…”

Reckoning destiny into a Pillow

Musing faraway rapt, to reckon with now. Pondering ceaselessly with no avail. Constant brainstorming is our now. It will always be so. Love is future, pain is the past. Hope is dangerous because expectation value concept. Life is the answer here… Children, Nature, You, I, are under a watchful eye. It’s constant, yet holds noContinue reading “Reckoning destiny into a Pillow”

Beautiful Life

An ode’ to the living… There is a crossroads, in the mind.This place is actually hard to find.Unsure if it was a left or a right.One will search for crossroads night after night.Until a day comes to slow the ride.The day one notices there is no crossroads to hide.There stuck you see “This crossroad wasContinue reading “Beautiful Life”

Love’s wild warmth tamed…

The flame of love that grows and reaches high. Something that leaves no one asking why. The truest form of what we know. What comes from inside, learning to let grow. A feeling that makes the heart race. So special it can be read on a face. Most important learning how to love oneself unconditionally.Continue reading “Love’s wild warmth tamed…”