Soul Catcher
If I marry the dream,
the soul will surely commit,
while reality turns to dust.
(Source: unminded)
what a bod…
(Source: pussyandart, via barefootmarley)
I am so mad I love him…
This is Africa, our Africa
(Source: okiddo, via africansouljah)
Desire is the memory of pleasure and fear is the memory of pain. Both make the mind restless.
—Nisargadatta Maharaj (via nirvikalpa)
On the Wire
The bird on the wire
as the wind blew.
Weak balance, she grew tired,
no hands to fall into.
Coldest spring of the earth
did we descend to.
No hope for light’s birth,
no sane for the mental.
The water flows rapid
in its’ calm way.
Claims “humanity is vapid,
but bless my Sun’s Ray.”
How the geese distract me
from this new day.
My life cradling,
and the goose flew away.
Tree told me her secret,
Once prevailed in her massacre.
“Bring me more, I need it.”
She said to never ask from her.
The Sun hid from my blasphemy!
And for my sake, she did.
In search, I climbed to the balcony.
And so I’ve been ever since.
(Source: unminded)
