You're the blend of actions inside my lungs that facilitate my breathing

I flow with knowledge that you will be there through the stages of my teething

Direct connect to my arrangement, altering my physical form

By means of touch sent mentally, my skin translated into living and my spirit be reborn

Noteworthy expressions you spill all over me prophetic

What I observe about your eyes hurtles forward past cosmetic

The beauty of your being speaks that all our dreams are which reality agrees

I + you becomes one divination of what resides within me

Inspired by your patterns to move forward, I feel you, my venerated

Combining our encounters to conquer distances in a world man generated

An inhalation of your love attracting me further than time without end

Prolonging pleasure deepens energetic connection to planets we'll transcend

Immerse yourself within who I am recite the unity of our souls

Ecstasy our nature, your sunshine warmth in moments cold

Unrestricted unlike Panavision, displayed in 360 degrees

The air surrounding you has substance, challenging me with expertise

The yearning once evident in the intellection of my day

Replaced by hypnosis of the glow emitting from your deadly ray

Brilliant and remarkable, our fight persists victorious

A twist of colours capturing that we are, a story strange and glorious

Swim through bloodstreams in veins like notation of a birdsong

That operates on levels of Godlike choir that an angel does belong

Your zestfulness will guide me over any ocean may it be rough

I feel your energy, truth that I'm blessed words could not explicate enough

Volume and variety rendered to me, I trust you and stand tall

Your smile shows and my love grows – I will never let you fall

art

I want to live a life that is one of love, creation and connection and I am working on just that.

I often wash what I have painted away and start with a blank canvas. With every new painting, I find I am learning to blend colours more suitably, my brush becomes lighter in my hand and I get closer to being content with the picture itself. With that said, I never forget the effort I made, the previous pictures I washed off and the formulas I used to get those certain colours. Sometimes I will use a colour that didn't gel or my hand will slip. Such is my life, forever refurbishing myself and 'the picture'. What an incredible journey.

choice

My ambition is to love without narcissistic presumptions that distort my vision of those I love or my feelings for them. To allow people the freedom to be and think offbeat to me without making demands. I need nobody to make me feel whole because I am whole. Love expands beyond the limits of two people and there is a beautiful world and much to see outside of the bubble. By putting too much into something and expecting something back, I am missing out on other wonderful things. Missing out on creating and sharing and experiencing beautiful things, be that with myself or others.

I am ready to depart from the womb which I have shaped for myself and become comfortable in. Time to give birth to myself and cut that umbilical cord that I am attached to that feeds me. It’s time to learn to use my mouth to eat. To become aware, to learn, to see a new world and learn to touch things in a way that is not judgemental.

To love and be alive is to not cling. The contentment naturally derived from love is not based on constantly calling for something. If we are too fixed on our ‘needs’, we are denying ourselves the ability to truly love.

Believing that someone/something is all you need to make you happy is guaranteed to keep your mind incarcerated. Always feeling anxious and as though I owe something and that something is owed to me is going to prevent me from accessing truth.

I choose to be the roots beneath the tree buried into the cool earth. To assist in the growth of the tree without feeling the need to come up and shout that I am there.

I choose to let go of belief that I’ve fashioned that disrupts the raw process of love and encourages me to feel as though I cannot be content without certain objects/people.

When we see through trepidation, the conclusion is love. When we see without our judgement and yearning, the result is pleasure and the calm delight of being.

It's all about being me and loving me. Everything around me will fall into it's place.

I do not wish to possess him as he is not to be owned. He is the stars, the air.. The force that shifts the planets that dwell inside the universe that I am. Our combined energy is immeasurable. ..


Anything with value is worth the journey, no matter how rough or tiring. The resolution may not be what I dream of but it will be one that is triumphant either way. One I can grow from.

Who knows what will happen? I won't focus on the what if and dwelling in sorry and guilt - I'll smile now and know what levels are contained below me and constantly take lessons from them.

inward universe

people speak of love and light
we wake in the morning, sleep at night
use cardboard boxes to move things
and claim that angels possess wings
there's good and bad, music and books
smiles, winks and 'dirty looks'
we assign names for everything
the rich and poor, a queen and king
we drive in cars that carry loads
believe respect is shared or owed

we live in houses, work for money
believe in Jesus and the Easter bunny
some are colour blind and some see red
some are alive and some are dead
some shoot white powder into veins
some live in china, some in Spain
the grass is green, the sky is blue
there's him and her, me and you
we have favourites, faith and deception
all this presented to us by our perception

all are objects that dwell in our mind
we construct them, they're our design
swim within, discover all you unfurl
is inside us, we are the world.

i used to live in france

In our past life we rode bikes in France, somewhere in the east
In this life I harpooned you, now you’re a wounded beast
Remember when we learnt to fly as one? The soul in me did sing
Now I wake to holes and blood from where you shred my wings

i hold you all the while, there's nowhere I’d rather be
you can't stay and shrink away, we're like the sand and sea
the soundtrack of our lives together plays on repeat
but your entertainment system broke and your song only plays deceit
I’m the furthest that I’ve ever roamed without a thinking cap
I can’t recall how to get home; it’s you who read the maps

You are my prison and I’m serving a life sentence
ego clashes with truth, you reject my repentance
You think I’ll forget your hands and how your mouth tastes
Regenerate my smile once you are misplaced
You drive my climate and weather, like force from the sun
I could never deny the truth; you’re my only home run

With love as foundation and hearts raging with fire
We can confront every life and never expire
You say you can’t revolutionize, but it's what you allow
Let tear pain from its core with you, so we can live from now

we can’t see eye to eye but I will rise up on my toes
if you bend your knees a little, while still standing tall
we can’t see eye to eye but I will climb your mind’s mountains
if you aid my fingers and catch me when I fall

words

i was blessed to meet a friend that helped me learn of truth and love. someone that helped me discover bits of self i couldn't previously access. every conversation we had was raw, and we loved and expressed ourselves with no expectation or judgment. their words are infinite. among many other things, they once told me the following and i carry it every day and smile:

"Megan, tell me the most painful story of yours, as you do bid peace to itnone of that shit owns you"

here are a bunch of words that make my brain smile:

"It might feel good
It might sound a lil' something
But fuck the game
If it ain't sayin' nothing"
-He Got Game by Public Enemy

"Yes I know my enemies. They're the teachers who taught me to fight me.
Compromise, conformity, assimilation, submission
Ignorance, hypocrisy, brutality, the elite"
-Know Your Enemy by Rage Against The Machine

"According to Aristophanes in Plato's The Banquet, in the ancient world of legend there were three types of people.
In ancient times people weren't simply male or female, but one of three types : male/male, male/female or female/female. In other words, each person was made out of the components of two people. Everyone was happy with this arrangement and never really gave it much thought. But then God took a knife and cut everyone in half, right down the middle. So after that the world was divided just into male and female, the upshot being that people spend their time running around trying to locate their missing half."
-Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami

"Life is only a dream and we are the imagination of ourselves."
-Bill Hicks

"Here's to the few who forgive what you do, and the fewer who don't even care."
- Leonard Cohen

"From now on, I'll connect the dots my own way."
-Bill Watterson

“There’s only one instant, and it’s right now, and it’s eternity.”
-Waking Life

"It seems that different people have an idea of what I am, and what I should be. And then there's me."
-Ani DiFranco

"All I can do is be me, whoever that is."
-Bob Dylan

"Only those who attempt the absurd will achieve the impossible. I think it's in my basement... let me go upstairs and check."
-M.C. Escher

"You can choose to say, "Good Morning God" or "Good God, morning!"
-First in Flight by Blackalicious

"Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.
-J.R.R. Tolkien

"I know where I'm going and I know the truth, and I don't have to be what you want me to be. I'm free to be what I want."
-Muhammad Ali


There are many Albert Einstein quotes I love.. Here is one of my favourites:

"My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind."

q-tip

There once was a girl who was fearful of people hurting her feelings. I guess many people are scared of being hurt but some deal with it in ways that eventually damage what really means the most to them, for instance, 'hurting people before they can get hurt'. It's a silly way to think about things although sometimes it takes a while for people to learn that there are wonderful ways of building fruitful relationships.

Anyhow, back to the girl. She figured if she could put up a tough disguise she would be impervious to emotional pain. A wonderful man fell in love with this girl and made her a mix CD. She liked the mix CD...It had lovely romantic songs with pretty lyrics that spoke of the things that enable butterflies to develop colour.
Although she thought it was sweet, she didn't really 'hear' the lyrics.

You see there is a difference between listening to something and really hearing it.

This girl acted foolishly, not caring about the wonderful man or his own feelings, sleeping on life and writing the same terrible stories for many years, eventually losing the wonderful man because of her foolish actions. It wasn't until she realised that she got more out of being emotionally open, honest and faithful to her love that she decided to start cleaning her ears daily so she could pay attention to and hear important messages properly.

Now she could truly hear those beautiful songs and what the man meant by sharing those songs with her. Although the man was no longer a part of her life in the way that she would have hoped, she did learn a valuable lesson.

Clean your ears everyday! Get rid of the gunk that is in the way of the truth and don't only listen to muffled noises but clearly HEAR messages....


...The wonderful thing is that it isn't ever to late to clean your ears out. (it also feels really good!)

Laced It

Religious intolerance born off ignorant assumptions

Poke and prod through your wires trying to find the malfunctions

Because you don’t breathe in sync with them, you’re dancing to your own rhythm

Digging your way out of conditioning trying to seek your own wisdom

They resemble ghosts without closure walking through weary walls getting livid

I ride all night, no helmet, brain exposed, surroundings so vivid

They can shake their head in disgust but the accusations of another

Don’t make up for what they lack; you’ve got the love of your mother

Some base identities on contacts passing through from offshore

Putting their pictures through their albums, dropping names to build rapport

I could play familiar game, feed you more lies to keep you lifted

But I ride with habit of perspective even if your tone gets shifted

While many live on their knees a small percentage search for truth

Leave with their heads hung in shame, it’s black and rotted like my tooth

Being a pawn on the board is restricting in position

But you can make it past superior pieces if you only look or listen

Swallow your tongue and choke or roll it out and send some noise

Learn yourself and look for light cos’ negativity destroys

I won’t become tangled in a web, living life through a TV

Can’t identify with that world, Big Brother isn’t watching me

I sit and picture a world where time becomes abolished

See confusion without routine, so many minds are malnourished

Approached by a man with a bible, rifled with words he couldn’t define

So sparked he could hear the trickle of Jesus turning water into wine

Saw a woman beaming with satisfaction she could not conceal

Felt upper hand on a man digging through the trash for a meal

Some open minds, mostly closed doors and society is still complex

Where we display papers of marriage so we’re deemed as having sacred sex

Many a slave to a wage they’re chasing dreams and robbing chances

To walk their journey without make up ‘cos they’re chasing pay advances

The mourning process for a parent’s death now resembles roulette

Where children are players waiting for a ball to rest, land them with assets

With money comes power, but power should be heeding warning

Cos your Mercedes will not save you from the affects of global warming