I listen

The void is my wall
between my heart and my soul
the message from above is clear
but I misinterpret it
because of fear
and so I listen
I watch, I bow, and I know
but who is I?
the one who listens?
or my talking fear?

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where comfort lies

In death I find comfort
in life I search for it
sometimes I wonder
which path is really lit
under the moonlight I ponder
if I’ll ever be free
or if I’ll always regret
not having found Me.

Aquarius

My body is the home of violent emotions
Some of which I don’t understand
I ignore them and suppress them
But I’m not able to withstand.

Searching for the brightest light
Softly beaming in the darkest corner
I spot it and laugh out loud
But when I open my eyes, I feel the void.

Scary is to not know
Fear is to doubt
Will the void get out of control?
Is the promise land a hoax?

No way
I hit the breaks and I come home
The void is just a game I play
I know that. I feel that. It’s okay.

No hard feelings
Lies; of course there are
Darkness is full of them
Hidden in the birds, in the trees and in the sea.

I meditate and I sink
And slowly, I let myself be pulled back
I’m not speeding up the journey
Where to, if what I need is to get back to the start?

So I let darkness kiss my cheek
My eyes, my heart, and my feet
I invite it to sit with me
And let is show me what I need to see

How to enjoy a shitty thing

If there was only one thing in the world, you’d see it for what it is.

Imagine you live in a world where there is nothing, and then, right in the center of that nothingness, one thing appears. You’ll probably just look at it and think: “Oh, that’s interesting. I like how that thing looks.” But as soon as two of those things appear, you wouldn’t be able to like them both: you’d start liking one of the things better than the other. Your thoughts would go something like this:

“These are two things“, then, “I think the right thing is better than the left one,” and then “the left thing sucks.”

Now imagine these things were your friends. Or your seat. Or your food. Or your job. Or your husband. Comparison will make you question if you’re happy with them all the time. And the bad news is: usually the best thing won’t be the one you have.

Now this happens everywhere and with everything we experience because there are infinite things in the world. It’s OK to have a preference. But it’s worth remembering that if we stop liking something, it’s not because it’s not good anymore, it’s simply because we stopped looking at it with our full attention.