Monday, November 28, 2011


 Place your hand over your heart to feel the muscle that supplies existence. Smile to calm a situation as well as ease an uncomfortable mood. Cross over into a loving mindset to experience a quality that changes it all; release a spirit to travel farther than the body. Then, a purpose appears. Unveiled and raw, our personal will declares through our own awareness—secrets have currently unfolded. Combustion: a flame of identity, a flame of unique intrigue, this is now You. All is understood without comprehension. You are now a burning flame, but much more than fire, you are existence. Components, reactions, and consequences—elementally gentle, momentarily hostile, chaotically excavating, questioning, disrupting, somehow converging, and relentlessly loving, even while hating. Flickering, burning, and learning. Some would say transgressing. We are charming with chilling elegance, nevertheless, we may just become charming and timeless, and material possession-less beyond the occupancy of our seductive flesh, our muscle over bone, our portal of magic—but here we happen to be, everyday, communing and wandering, roaring and crying, never shying from duty to feel another’s heart, whether through corruption or sincerity, healing or infecting—all while knowing that the heart, the loving mind, and the smile, makes the world go round.