There are times when I am misled into thinking that I am merely the sum total of all my thoughts, opinions and feelings; that I am the life that experiences highs and lows, loves and possessions, pleasures and pain; that I am merely all that I am experiencing.
But at other times, my eyes see another reality. I see the horizon as bigger than what it is and I am bigger than all I ever thought myself to be. I find that the one that has the thoughts and opinions, highs and lows, loves and obsessions is not I, but the third person who imagines she is all there is.
The one that can tell the difference, the one who writes this is I, the first person.
On certain days, there is nothing whatsoever that can pull me down. I am just so centered and open to the moment, I feel that I can take on whatever or whenever or however life shows up. It’s as if I am life itself enjoying whatever I am without any fear. In the house of awareness, consciousness and love inside where I reside, the unknown is strange made to feel at home and even welcome.
There are days, however, when I am totally disconnected from everything, including my own life. There is nothing that can soothe my anxiety or calm me down. It seems it is impossible to deal with anything in any way but with hostility. In this house of fear, which imprisons me, the unknown is immediately turned away, and so it must rudely come in as an unwanted guest.
But at other times, my eyes see another reality. I see the horizon as bigger than what it is and I am bigger than all I ever thought myself to be. I find that the one that has the thoughts and opinions, highs and lows, loves and obsessions is not I, but the third person who imagines she is all there is.
The one that can tell the difference, the one who writes this is I, the first person.
On certain days, there is nothing whatsoever that can pull me down. I am just so centered and open to the moment, I feel that I can take on whatever or whenever or however life shows up. It’s as if I am life itself enjoying whatever I am without any fear. In the house of awareness, consciousness and love inside where I reside, the unknown is strange made to feel at home and even welcome.
There are days, however, when I am totally disconnected from everything, including my own life. There is nothing that can soothe my anxiety or calm me down. It seems it is impossible to deal with anything in any way but with hostility. In this house of fear, which imprisons me, the unknown is immediately turned away, and so it must rudely come in as an unwanted guest.
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- I'm a peridot parrot poet for 44 comments.
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- I have 44 comments, 10 poems
My Poetry
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As I close my weary eyes
I send a prayer to forgive all vanities and lies. -
Spinning songs out of my mouth sings,
With tristful melody where my heart clings. -
Dolefully awashed in the Stygian shore,
Gales of shadow clattered over the departed road.23 lines, 3 comments, September 5, 2004. In Personal -
Someday soon…
Out of the night, I will come alive.
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ariazephyrzoe on November 12, 2004At dito uli...If I could just shout and if only you could hear it..."Ang galing ng NoyPi!!!
Amazing page...amazing words...amazing thoughts...
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pepperella on August 3, 2004Hola! I'm a fellow Noypi Poet here
I'm always interested in finding "kapuso" in here, and I'm glad Dan told me about you.
I'll be reading your works when I get some free time from this goddawful-social-life-hindering-activity we all call as "work".
Hanggang sa muli!
wish i could read that soon... and oh hope you would enjoy here coz if not, i'll be the one to blame for convincing you to make an account...
... get them off your chest!...
