Friday, November 15, 2013

Thursday, November 14, 2013

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Nothing to the mind

there is

nothing

you can do

To stop
It.

It happens

Whether you want it

or not
 
"it is mind that moves."  

Mind...be still.

Allow for the perception of what is to burn away the illusions of what I think, so that I may better express truth.  

What I cannot see nor prove is in all the spaces between objects.  

Allow me to find a way to weave them together
in such a way
that I can construct a sense of being
and create a way of doing
that I may transmit serenity and wisdom and manifest an understanding of reality and
the life within
worthy of exploration.

-Enrique Lunaholder

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Surrender. 1

The back brace of meditation .
A spiritual surrender to cosmic gestation .

Fingers cling to molecule's design
as I free flow this prayer in rhyme.
True as this clue is a truth that's sublime .
A moment here is eternity's time .

My gaze is steady though the vision's unclear .
My forehead hits the ground for vibration to steer .

I fret not for my voice is the bass
and the rhythm of my soul does not hasten to chase .

Our words are a scripture . Our voice being sourced . Even though I'm a drifter my path's being coursed .

As I stay steady in hum,
my heart is the drum,
I have no need to run,
it is existence I strum.

The divine chords are ready ,
the faith song that made me ,
plays through my life offering creativity in plenty .

If I can share and give away one sun.
One light of hope in the name of literal fun.

It is enough to say these lines
instead of a riddle or a pun.

It's an investment of mind.
A directive of mine.
To leave for the next, this verbal milestone to prime.

Mix mold and plaster these lines
so that my silence rings as loud as the celestial signs chime.

- B.boi vitaminh e

Sunday, October 6, 2013

THE CHANGE BY BEING CHANGED

Be ... The Change by Being Changed.

Being changed can be The Change. Are you willing to be the change or be the being changed?

And why not both?

-esho74

Friday, August 30, 2013

Slow to bloom art forms

Sebastian Lunaholder

I don't think people with children can really fathom the world of a perpetual songle of certain calibre.

The songs sung bring smiles amidst intense sadness. And yet the smile occurs.

Despite the heart which clutches at everything, feeling it is nothing....yet existing for something. 

I am nothing .... and you are everything .... to me.
I am everything, so you can be nothing .... for me.
We are something.... because I have nothing ... and you are everything ...... in me.

Call me dramatic, if you wish ... but call me at all.

For I walk this path, so you don't have to.

I am nothing.... and you are everything ..... for me. • ☆♡☆○ ¤ esho