Inner Peace - Blog Posts
The more we debate with self-righteous people who think they are the ones that are making the world spin, the more we sink down in their hell! Leave them aside, live your life! Paint, write, make science, make art, MAKE something! And really, really enjoy it.
This is the only way to be wise. It's the only way we will ever really make a change in the world too.
Your mental health is more important than trying to get all your desires in the physical world.
Your mental health is more important than trying to understand Non Duality.
Your mental health is more important than trying to kill the ego and become a Guru.
Your mental health is more important than trying to understand who created the universe and how you got here and what happens after the body dies.
Your mental health is more important than trying to become a Master Manifestor-Reality Shifter-Void Master-Demigod ™️ in the flesh.
All this trying is exhausting.
All you really want is inner peace. You assign people and objects to that inner peace but it’s always available to you through meditation. You can have every single crush and all the money in the world and still not be content, always getting bored and wanting more and more and more because you have no inner peace.
You yearn for the unconditional love and acceptance that only you can give yourself. There’s nothing wrong with loving people and loving the world, but first and foremost you want to love yourself and no one else can love you for you.
Happy Autumn 🍁 and be still.
Nothing Compares 🩵🪽
No person, place, or thing that brings you happiness can compare to the joy from Self that comes from within once you let go. The feeling is truly inexplicable. I guess Wholeness and Completeness are the best words I can use to describe it.
You realize that no matter what you experience it is all the same. That everything is equal because everything is only one Being. In the eyes of God, all stories and characters are equal. It’s beautiful when you can watch life like a movie and even the thoughts are just the movie character’s.
Every human being is searching for Wholeness although most think it is inside the world instead of right within their hearts. No matter how much we attain, if we don’t realize we are already whole, we will never be satisfied because every human being is trying to become one with everything. Lay down your weapons, take a leap of faith, and surrender to the One that is already everything.
Your mind wants objects, but your heart wants peace.
˚. 슬프면 자전거를 타자
바람을 두 발 아래 두자 ˚.
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At least I tried🩵And I'm happy about that
peace
peace is a wonderful thing
something so simple
yet so complicated
its the gentle winds blowing against your hair
the bright sun warming your face
its spending time with people you love and care for
but sometimes its a little more dark
a little more violent
its the feeling of getting reveng
of being the first to do it and taking others down
its fighting back against the bully
its the knife in that guys back
the one who tormented you to no end
but sometimes peace is also the quiet
or the load bickering, and laughter
peace is so complicated
but its something we all want
with its flaws and all
Hardship.
They say life becomes richer after hardship, that you get tougher, your heart grows stronger.
But what if I don’t feel those things?
I’m just grateful to have survived that hardship. But I’m still trying to figure out the lesson that hardship presented. Why did I have to go through that? How have I grown from it? Am I tougher or just more guarded now? Is my heart stronger or more wounded?
Sun and Moon's children dancing
Sometimes you just need to do things to protect your peace even if it don’t feel right at the time ❤️
Rebel against something today. Not to feel cheesy, but maybe , just maybe , it’ll be the beginning of something you.
And no, this isn’t motivation. This is a battle note.
The life and the dream in Chicago.
Together, I am isolated. Alone, I bloom.
The whole world isn’t mine, true, but my world, my world is mine.
I waited for a "go, do it," but all that came was "boy, don't do it."
I waited for a "yeah, that's my boy," but all I heard was "shit, what you're doing is shit."
I kept waiting for their acceptance, until hope faded like the day into the darkness of the night.
And so, I accepted myself, invited myself, and cheered myself.
To say it right, the cake was baked by me, and eaten by me. Full stop.
I have to realize that
anything I do now
amounts to something greater-
a good sleep,
an understanding that I am human
after all,
a walk through quiet forests.
All these things
are of great help to me,
even when they earn me none
of the dimes
that are often needed
to pull myself out of this abyss.
Love and sadness, Hope and breakage, God and endurance, Politics and suffering. Science and destruction, Education and slavery, Race and division, Life— life, and life.
They wanted me to become a man who fights for his respect. But I became a man who respects himself. And that’s how I became awkward— and I loved
that
kind of awkwardness.
I am this. Now, you should know that I won't push you to a wall I haven't pushed myself to first.
I'd rather get there first, then wait, if you’ve got the guts to join me there.
I am this, understand— I don’t desire to be loved unconditionally unless I first love without conditions.
This is love, baby, and all it means is for us to be a little bit more fair to each other.
They wanted me to become a man who fights for his respect. But I became a man who respects himself. And that’s how I became awkward— and I loved
that
kind of awkwardness.
A life-changing epiphany.
A complication.
A trepidation
that even in
the insurgents,
the ones with
bottles and bottles
of red pills,
the Mavericks.
Within them,
lies those
still
enslaved by
the very fruits of their rebellion.
Peonies on caskets. It's all yours. your wait your study. Engulf in your time and if it kills them you can as well send them condolence messages and lovely peonies to be put on there caskets.
What's heartbreaking is, that some don't even understand the love they demand and desire to be given and this has tremendously led to more oceans of sorrow and unbearable pain.
I have given up on everything except the believe, in thyself as if am anything special
He does, what he wants, when he wants, how he wants and the atheist won't accept it, that even in there factual existence He was always aware. God, does, what he wants, when he wants, how he wants Period
But as it happens in us squalors it’s worse in the high society clique. Selfishness, rape, murder, witchcraft and every kind of unthinkable behavior. Relate this to Africans who die with a delusion that there is equal rights and freedom in the west, they die with a naked kind of lie.
If you think I need love, read me instead and dare to accept what you have seen on the crappy pages. Cram me I yearn to be known by not the world but you, the one who think I deserve some love.
The problem was perhaps that I existed, and you existed. We could not overlook each other, yet all we ever offered one another was pain and bitter memories.