Category Archives: Random Insights

Rules of Beauty

Breathe the air that encircles you. Understand that you are breathing. Experience the frigid air that enters and escapes as warmth. Gaze into your lungs and find eternally that you are breathing. Feel the breaths urge you, empower you, invigorate you, as well as uplift you. Sense your chest rise then fall. Feel your blood transporting that breath to where it is lacking. Do not practice the same mistake that most practice by subconsciously breathing. Be your breath and euphoria will follow.

 

Dance until your feet give way. Open your mornings with dance and accompany dance at night. Feel the rhythm of your music pumping through your veins, and pounding in your bones. The earth is your drum, play it with your feet. Be comfortable with your step. Only let the thought of dance enter your mind as you do so. Dance with the music as your companion. Dance and liveliness will set in.

 

Observe life through the eyes of someone witnessing it for the first time. Observe the patterns that life shows like the vibrant plume of a peacock. Live for the moment of feeling, whatever that feeling may be… at least you are sentient. Tell yourself that there is no such thing as an ordinary moment and observe the magic unfold. Go down harshly with the downs, fly with gusto with the highs. Never ignore one moment and life will be beautiful.

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Notions of The Forests

We are three kings, roaming in the night of our forest kingdom. Our thrones are made of the mighty trunks of trees that gave way to our presence. We share the bounty that the forest provides… and weed out any infidels.


I am a scribe, sitting in my tent – observing the sound of the creek. The night-bird sings as slumber calls. Let sleep take over me.. so that I may write another tale.

I have come to realize, that all is not as we see. The myths of old do have truth – and the animals of the forests and lands are not animals at all as we see them so.

A revitalization is upon me, contemplating pupation is coming to an end. The cocoon slides away – I accept the teachings of the forest and all that it entails.

I have come here as the observer, not the participator. I have come as the treasure, not the seeker of treasure.

I have come to experience life, in pain, in beauty, in splendor, in desperation, in success.

I have come to give witness to love, to empathy, to apathy, and all the hatred humanity can possess.

My purpose is to see, not seek. My purpose is to feel, not hope.