Is everyone on face book having way more fun than I am?
The seem so happy in their status. So pretty in their pictures
Witty in the comments is there something that I missed here?
Nope! that mental construct is a fabrication.
Lubricating monotony on top of a total lack of animation.
Imagination is a place that I like skating.
But all day ever day means I might be kept waiting...
For some significance, every picture is so different.
Except that empty hollow smile you wear like your a victim

I’ve got everything at my fingertips
the internet brings it quick
From complex to the simplistic shit,
the instant that I think of it.
Now your fucking bored of it,
hoarding more and more important things
the answer is to build Your self image bigger,
of course it is.
Its an exquisite list of willing shit that will really make you think.
But its limited in the sense that it lacks in a kitchen sink.
You talk about your life like its something nice you might keep in a jar.
I’m trying to invite the notion its not what you own
Its what you are!

Listen
Listen to the sound of the word
Let the meaning lose touch
become profoundly absurd.

Listen
Listen to the rhythm of the beat
focus on the in between
Notice how its so serene.

Listen
Listen to the unspoken interval
individual words
simplicity unthinkable.

Listen
Listen to the breeze through the leaves
Feel the scene through the stream
Is it real or dream?

Listen
Listen to the mind and its stories
Performing all its glory
What is it that came before these?

Listen
Listen to silence prevail
The kindness that sails
behind the mind and its tales.

Listen
Listen to another human being
Don’t reply, just to be.
Watch the eyes, how they gleam.

Listen
Listen to spectacular now
all encompassing wow
Not they why not the how

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Whoops!
Now socially unacceptable miscreant Miss interpreted
kisses me on the cheek while a kitten purr’s and cures the hurt within.
The earth is in orbit, For this I try achieve an inner balance.
The challenge to survive the night is try remain silent.
The ants file singly thinking like tuscan raiders.
Sand sheeple to the slaughter of A multi layered light sabre.
Neighbor nay sayers never meet at the eyes.
The look up and to the left and then believe the deceit of their own lies!
Mind running a marathon. Shunning casts of characters
Ours versus yours is a contemplation taking hours.
I can ’t remember a time I was happy for no reason
Except this moment and everyone connected to my being.
Performing Japa to my hearts content.
Performing Japa day and night.
Just happen to like the way it makes my brain vibrate into light.
Sike! I like it I’m never leaving.
Better get used to me breathing and the all the feelings
I’ll have you feeling.

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Listen
Listen just to listen to the listening
The mystical is present
in the present Your existing in!

Listen
Listen to the moment as it is
Don’t ask hows it going to end?
Or where did it all begin?

Listen
Listen to the you that you are
See Its not too far
Since your grew from a star.

Listen
Listening is how you let the wisdom in.
Never underestimate the power of listening.