
Following his bliss…..to….lotus land….you can have within yourself….comfort in your skin….in becoming aware of the comforts….and then….perhaps you might have the experience…of not knowing….or wondering…. which one of your body parts….is going to lift….to the top….the tippy top…. first…
Imagine….a….mental screen….or remember ….you saw those images…..of that female friendly…old flame…and now….on that same screen….recall a time…you felt the most incredible sensation….that you have ever experienced….and picture it…open your eyes….and you feel it very intensely…..

Who Coul? Toxic Parents? Toxic Parentz
Are you aware of the setting you find yourself in? Are you grounded to the chair? Do you feel a shoe on the ground? Can you relax your shoulders as you breathe in and out? Allow your breath to expand those lungs of yours....collapse the lungs and contract your heart....for all your organs....are working harmoniously....together....now....let your lungs fill up again....and breathe out as much as possible.........as much as possible.......and does it not feel great and good to slowly release.....and fill up.....experiencing a sense of relief...
Breathing deeply now.....one can meditate.....ruminate....on the sensation of complete relaxation.....and allow yourself to focus on concentration, focus on focus.....memory....getting better and better.....problems dissolving like a warm ....gentle.....breeze.....and focus on confidence.....flowing through your body....up and down....limitless confidence....unstoppable confidence....harmony....love....kindness.....integrity....complete.....surrender.....and as smooth as a serene.....lagoon.....a dry sauna.....a...coul...pool.....a warm and now warmer jacuzzi.....abundance.....dreams coming true.....acts it will take....to realize those visions.....and the like....

How can one look and not see? How can one see but not look? How can one view without watching? How can one observe without acutely feeling depressed at this moment of darkness? or violence???
What?
For...It was like having....sex.....
For...It was like having....sex......pause....stop....and while..... pausing, at length.... it cowers....ducks.....dives.....and showers......for courage..... beside the table .....Porcelain...flowers.....silver....spoons.....which held the mystic volume..... voluptuous…like a woman…doing a belly…dance..... and it instigated… again….and…again……for it….knows....remembers....experiences....understands...and.....fixes its eyes through the filmy veil.....in....a...spirit....of....gratitude....
What?
For...It was like having....sex.....

…as….your………problem…..or….problems begin to dissolve like the grateful homeless person…. in a warm ....gentle…..fountain….of….youth…..….and focus on confidence.....flowing through your body....up and down…you're still breathing deeply……allowing yourself to imagine your vision….what….limitless confidence....unstoppable confidence….would feel like…..and…to….be…in….harmony….with….love....kindness.....integrity....complete.....surrender…..like a feeling of powerlessness that is liberating…..sorry charile…..it's not important to rid yourself of bad habits….downsize material possessions, think differently, act differently, feel differently, and as smooth as a serene.....lagoon….you start to feel better….like a warm….. dry sauna.....a...coul...pool.....a warm and now warmer jacuzzi…..and you feel better….because…you don't lie to yourself or stop lying to yourself……rather integrate and progress….and be relieved of the burden of guilt….shining in the light….…dreams coming true.....

It is mid morning….and in a past life….and decides to take one….to the Jimi Hendrix show…Hence…it….is….not…..an…..issue……because….he's not that important…..not….important…..for the first time in his….life….for this is before Jimi Hendrix became an international celebrity….before he became a national icon….and at the time he was a local musician….respected by the other musicians….and his name was becoming known….
My Name Is (Love)...Toxic Parents? Or Mud

My Name Is (Love)...Toxic Parents? Or Mud
In….this….dark….cove….cave….place…..hole…..that overlooked….white tips….the crowd seemed to be sailing in the fog….on choppy….rough around the edges….water….next to icebergs….rocks….bluffs….sharks…..yet….the centerpiece….had no choice but to smooth sail….in….calm waters….smooth sailing….now….like swimming with dolphins….leveling false pride…..liquid courage….or the status quo….or the norm…or some other square shit


The stage was shaped in the form of an octagon in the far east of the club….Jimi was standing on a magic carpet…with mandalas on it…and there were…of course….candles all over the club….to give it that vibe….that magic….that energy…..which BTW….was reflected in seven directions thanks to the use of paper lanterns….reflecting….making it …unstuck….liberating it….getting it out….of the corners….for….a….new….seventh sense of freedom
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