A five minutes project

Nevermind the scrambled words. Feelings always find their own way of saying. Nothing is more enlightening than the unspoken thought. When ever or where ever; what you see is what you feel, not necessarily created in that order. What your thoughts tell you to see is what your heart has already felt. You dream, think, eat, act, walk, work even live the way you were taught by emotions. Emotions arise from experience. In order to get something new, you'll have to force your entire being into doing what has never been felt.

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Do what you know

I speak the truth, that's the only thing I know and feel. I lay action on the recipients shoulders. I know nothing about doing but I know everything about feeling.

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Forgive me.

I wrote it down, a word for every heartbeat. A heartbeat for every memory.
Memories are said to be a reminder of what used to be.
But what are they when what used to be isn't what it should have been because I didn't play my part?
What are memories then, other than a painful reminder of how blind one can be?
So I wrote it down, every event that I misinterpreted, every word that I didn't understand, every time I pushed you away. For every word that was written another one was whispered; I'm sorry.

Yesterday remains as it was left, today is what we make of it, tomorrow is what we created today.

Today we can create a tomorrow that should have been yesterday. 

Now I know what I've should have known, I'm sorry.

Forgive me.

Words r 4 the blind

I wish I never learned to speak. Words are worn out, repeated and eventually even the sincerest words loose their meaning.

I wish I only learned the language of eyes. There is nothing that can be hidden in that mystic speech. Eyes always tell the truth, eyes speak about what the mouth tries to hide. The beauty of it all is that the eyes choose who is worthy of our inner. That is something that not even our mighty mind can control.

No wonder that the mouth claims that "eyes are the window to our soul" is a cliché. Even the most righteous being would envy pure communication.

"just one look"

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I had a dream!

For about 5 years ago I had a dream. Not a Martin Luther King kind of dream, but still a dream that has marked my vision of love.

A couple walking, hand in hand on the beach has turned into the symbol of love. 

Some say a dream is just wishful thinking. But what do they say about a stranger describing your dream in details without knowing and even telling you who plays each part? 

Without going into explanations that some can't grasp; listen to that inner voice! Trying to ignore it may cause repeated dreams. 

Dreams are your inner voices way of showing you what you won't hear.

  

Bekräftelse

Vad är det som gör att vi ständigt jagar bekräftelse?
Oberoende av hur säkra vi är på vår sak, så ska allt bekräftas.

Fastän vi har svaren framför oss, fastän intuitionen ropar, fastän alla runt omkring ser, så ska vi ändå ha allt bekräftat innan vi handlar.

Är det vår rädsla för att ha fel?

Är det vår rädsla för att bli utdömda?

Är vi så beroende av vår omgivning att även de tydligaste svaren och de självklaraste lösningarna bara lyckas snudda vid vårt medvetande, för att sedan ligga och gnaga i väntan på bekräftelsen?!

OM vi skulle få för oss att handla utan bekräftelse så är det värsta som kan hända, rent logiskt att vi har fel.
Vad gör man när man har fel? Ber om ursäkt och går vidare!

Varför ska det då vara så irriterande svårt?

"Stop trying to look beyond now, try looking straight ahead"

What's a question mark worth without an answer?

Why fight it, when it's bound to happen?
It's said that the writing's on the wall, still we keep on suffocating that inner voice that forces us to face facts.

How come sorting out your inner means hiding your surface?
When that subtle voice turns into a screaming, tearing up the contents of whats been stacked way down, we show of a surface telling the spectators; everything's fine.

Why is taking a chance and being crazy synonymies?
"You gotta do what you gotta do" a common knowledge. Yet we're scared of being judged as soon as we start sorting out everything that our inner has been telling us. "God forbid going against the norms"

Only god can judge my rise and falls.
A wrong is never a wrong until I give up.
I know my ways and what's needed.
I'll be waiting at the threshold until norms are rearranged and I'm invited.

See you on the opposite side of normal...