dust-like dream
my spiritual be-ing can be described like the movement of my white prayer dress swishing with ripple-like wave forms alongside the gravity and the wind...
i awake half-asleep as iām aware with my voiceĀ
why does this feel like a dream
wait -Ā
can it be? i am stuck, another day
the same day to give me another chance
to take hold of my karmic deeds
and confront it, face it
to break this suffering
here and now . . .
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Call itĀ ākarma.ā I feel this is my be-ing realisingĀ the essence ofĀ āself-inflictionā and frustration in a new light and revelation.
I am weak and I do not know why I keep repeating the same habit and action. I fight myself.Ā
I have arrived into another path - to learn about my ancestorsā way of being and understanding karmic relationships and self-cultivation.
My head use toĀ āthinkā it knows. Now, my be-ing rules...
Keep walking.
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