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on the surface, all is mad.
what we know is a facade.
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free your mind at times of stress -
feel more & think less.
everything is but a dream,
in which you two are a team.
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mornings elevate the mood -
on the balcony i sued
the whole world but her, and now
i must live with it somehow.
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justified by means of grace.
we're controlled - the human race
on its knees, begs, prays and weeps,
as the force of evil reaps.
"free your mind at times of stress -
feel more & think less.
everything is but a dream,
in which you two are a team".
Boy, these word are so true!
Letting of of thoughts and migrating to our hearts - our natural homes - is the way to go! Thoughts trap us in endless rumination, while the heart forces us - in a loving manner - to be in the now and appreciate life as it is. :)
I love the poem. In effect, everything is a facade; even what we show to others is a facade in these times where everyone judges you by thinking and feeling different, also telling some uncomfortable truths. What we really feel and think is only for us.
Thank you! 100% agreed - the world is but a field on which souls engage with one another. These interactions bring about many implications as the nature of our current state as human beings is so complex and dense with problems. Remaining centred in our heart - a place from which judgement is a mere impossibility - is vital.
In truth, we all live in our own version of the world which we create in our minds.
Thank you for stopping by!