I’d love to see how you see the world, Through the eyes, what are you, and not me, to see if theirs anything different, anything extraordinary, Id love to see how you see the world, The world where you eat and you sleep, Where all your beliefs and belongings, are borrowed, never to keep. Id love to see how you see the world, In a time that is yours, and not mine, Where all that…
How fast are you going ? and how often do you slow down, pause or stop? Stop , look and listen is what we are taught , or stop, get ready and go… How often do you evaluate how quick things are going ? The importance of observing and listening not just to the world around us, but to ourselves is paramount to the balance of our existence. Sometimes we are able to actually get from one moment…
We are surrounded by moments mechanically man-made moments. These are msot always sculpted within a piece of time and space that we un-mechanically allocate. Primarily we allocate and accept that these moments are mechanical. Living to the tic toc of the clock. We separate our time out acknowledging what we believe to be adequate time for experiences. Are we buying into these experiences? Buying time or borrowing it ? Or both? And by doing so what…
A Glimpse A glimpse of shimmering colours, Portraying so much life, A glimpse, A veridical moment, Lapsed time, Caught in a period, A week, A second, A moment, Where a glimpse is taken, A second is remembered, And a moment, A moment is cherished.
How can we measure time in a universal concept? When physical laws define that emotion burdens the clock we live by. Whilst in the mist, it psychologically determines its own outcome. A day, a week, a month, a year…When we understand time in a universal manner and detach from the psychological burdens of the physical we find our soul. It is here we truly discover who we are without time restraint. Within the souls of…