The Universe Reading Its Own Mind – This is my 500 for 12/20/2017

Not sure where I am goin' with this. All I need to know is that it is up to me. Because it is. I say the direction I head. I think it and it is so. Such a radical concept.. giving me a sense of power that I am not sure I can handle.. it makes it terrifying.. to know that this reality is exactly what we make of it. We create the thoughts in our minds that manifest themselves in physical forms…   our creations are bound to the laws that are created in the space between our ears.…

Blinking Thoughts

I bask in the sunlight as the pen drips in the wake of my thoughts. Infinity combined is breaking my heart. I’m no too old to think about the future. I’m not too young to forget. Wondering why, how.. we got here when.. we hold on to… what… I practice going through the motions.. twisting, turning over and over in my sleep.. the fan blinks in and out of existence.. I am an interpretation machine caught in a wash cycle.. what is really happening that I have no control over.. why are we running when we’re all already here.. in…

This is my 500 for 12/12/2017

Running out of time. Beautiful Destinations running through my mind.. I’m lost in this cycle but ready to break free. I’ve found a way out for other people.. not just me. I have to be inspired by the direction that I walk.. I have to feel motivated and loving in my moves and the way that I talk.. that is the only way that I could ever wish to reach the people around me.. the only way that I can ever be the authentic human that I so desperately strive to be… I don’t really know what I am doing……

Why I Get Out Of Bed In The Morning – This is my 500 for 12/11/2017

I just want to fall asleep with the sound of rain hitting the roof again.. washing away all of the dust and shit floating in the air around us.. brushing away the debris.. flowing clouds pouring in the following morning.. giving way to an epic sunrise. It’s tough not to stare directly at it. Giver of life. I am slowing in my mind.. the thoughts are gradually collecting at the bottom of a plastic bin.. I have only to scoop my hand down slowly to see what appears. Light sifting through my fingertips.. only looking forward.. grains of sand falling…

This is my 500 for 12/3/2017

Locate the self. Pull it all in. You know the person that you are when you collect your thoughts… place them all in a jar and light them on fire.. what burns away are the temporary.. the fleeting material possessions that we are convinced make us better people. I want to learn to live with less… the goal in life is the experience that I wish to create.. the experience that I paint is a piece of art that is being added to.. constantly.. and I am the only one that decides when it is done. But what if the…

This is my 500 for 12/1/2017

Well, here we are again… at last… we meet again… I feel like these quick little writing sessions are like fighting a mini-boss at the end of a level… maybe it has something to do with the music that is pumping through the speakers right now… I could tone it down with a little soft classical music, but the drive and the rattling of my mind would slow me in my writing… I aim for high energy.. aiming for a high energy physiology.. in my writing… in my face-to-face conversation.. understanding that the connections we make are the only things…