Time

Rough times these ones... Harsh to assemble...


Ain't nothing to...
Consciousness...
Clarity...
Meditation...
Restfulness...
Breath in... Breath out...
Go so sleep, forget about today, tomorrow is coming...

Vida e morte são de extrema importância.

Tenho seguido umas "talks" budistas.
A da semana passada chamou-se "Vida e Morte são de extrema importância".

E tudo o que eu não disse e meditei foi:

"Death is not the opposite of life. Life has no opposite. The opposite of death is birth. Life is eternal."

— Eckhart Tolle (born in 1948)
Spiritual teacher and author

Still, forever, will this sentence calm me down.

"When you walk through a forest that has not been tamed and interfered with by man, you will see not only abundant life all around you, but you will also encounter fallen trees and decaying trunks, rotting leaves and decomposing matter at every step. Wherever you look, you will find death as well as life.

Upon closer scrutiny, however, you will discover that the decomposing tree trunk and rotting leaves not only give birth to new life, but are full of life themselves. Microorganisms are at work. Molecules are rearranging themselves. So death isn’t to be found anywhere. There is only the metamorphosis of life forms. What can you learn from this?"

Low - Lullaby

cross over and turn

feel the spot don't let it burn

we all want we all yearn

be soft don't be stern

lullaby

was not supposed to make you cry

i sang the words i meant

i sang

I think I like bass a lot.

Tipp-ex

I have been having these dreams where I'm studying or writting something, and my Tipp-ex ends, not letting me finish cover-up what I mistakenly wrote. I keep having this dream, and everytime I pick my Tipp-ex to use it in real life, I remember the feeling in the dream of not having more correction tape.
I googled the meaning, but I couldn't find any.
If this was metaphore, I would say I trying to rewrite something and something is not letting me... But what?

When accepting can't be an option.

Last week was a hard one.
Noted.

HOW TO DESTROY ANGELS - BBB

Get down

On the ground

Don't move, make a sound

No more

No control

You do what you're told

Stand up

Sit back down

Your lies

Comes back around

Today

Patronized

Times up

Close your eyes

Listen to the sound of my big black boots