“Be aware of the judgments that you and others conjure. The words reflect the inner world; the doctrines that you sponsor.”

Contemplation; intrinsic. I am aligned perception. A, perfected plan. I am ferocious and tranquil. Rising. Pain to power. Alchemic. Energising

How many wounds can you convert to wisdom? How much pain to power can you permute and fathom? This is your story; rewrite how it’s written.

Why do I see in a world gone blind? I always longed to find the answers, took chances. Asked for the veil to thin. Fault? Mine. Left questioning; my eyes, blessings or curses?

My bloody hands that hold on to faith. Learned that we grow with pain and not age.

The only way I’ll ever choose to taste sweet love again, Is if he tells me, he loves my mind, and the way I use my pen.

All my trauma grown to thorns, he overlooked it all. Perhaps they caused him to bleed in ways I can’t recall.

After the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.

Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.

On my worst days, I give the devil hell. On my best day, I hold a light for God to dwell.

Don’t let the ugly in others kill the beauty in you. Let it inspire you to conjure a worthwhile view. Observe their darkness-like space in between the stars. Acknowledged, yet dazzled with the bright beauty of ours. Their darkness is worthy of unconditional love. Just give their ugly, mercy.

Forgiveness for others and yourself too will transform your world into a beautiful view.

I dragged my pain into the darkness, I carried it into the light – No matter where I choose to take it, This pain refuses to subside. I washed my sins off in the ocean, I prayed all my badness away, Whichever God I choose to worship, I cannot make my soul be saved.

You can find beauty in the darkest of places. Be the light, my love. Bring smiles to their faces.

Love is easier to carry than hate. So I untangle from my past and realize my fate. Transcend the pain to forgiveness, to nurture my scars. We are what we witness, and we are also stars.

You only meet someone, as deeply as they’ve met themselves. So do not allow their demons to condemn your soul to hell.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say – Do I see, what is me? Or did his eyes lead me astray?

(O soul) be conscious that your Master is more aware about your well-being than you are.

What we cannot comprehend by analysis, we become aware of in awe.

to become aware of the ineffable is to part company with words…the tangent to the curve of human experience lies beyond the limits of language.

What is a holy person? The one who is aware of others’ suffering.

Part of living your life is an awareness of the opportunities that can be missed and an awareness that time moves in one direction.

You know that you know nothing. Find out that knowledge.

I should only ever tell the king what he ought to do, not what he could do. For if the lion knows his own strength, no man could control him.

Love is the very foundation, beauty and fulfillment of life. If we dive deep enough into ourselves, we will find that the one thread of universal love ties all beings together. As this awareness dawns within us, peace alone will reign.