existential
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Words of a Nihilist: am I ok with being discontent forever?
I’ve always noticed my perception has been tainted with a subtle hint of nihilism since I discovered God. God, in It’s own, absolutely can be a reason for living and honestly may only be my own. However, God again is the definition of nihilism; a bunch of everything everywhere at…
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Rip my soul out my chest
Because it feels like I can’t breathe. Distract me from my mistakes because it’s getting hard to see; contemplating therapy. God has a chokehold on me while the humans of this world pick at every scab on my skin. Is it sad I enjoy it? Is it sad I enjoy…
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Where does time go when there’s none to exist?
I watched a canopy of yellow smog slowly make it’s way over my city this morning and it hasn’t left since. Under the amber light of the sun forcing it’s way through, I continued with my day in motion and production. I eventually found my way home through the dust…
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Where do promises go when left unkept?
Under a full moon sky, a lovers heart aches to be with her Love once again. And like the tides of the ocean, her waters too crash with emotion. There’s so much to do and so much left undone. Where do my promises go? Motivation arises in the night just…
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Chasing Illusion/Reality
I think back to my first wanting of Enlightenment. At this point, I can’t even imagine what that wanting was. Actually, I take that back. Still within me, resides the longing for liberation. Liberation from what, exactly? The illusion? I question to myself. I think of bhakti and how nice…