there used to be light
things used to be right
it used to be love in your eyes
He was the love of my life, but life moves on.
I loved you before all of this. When there was nothing. When there was only a single atom in the night sky.
It is often I am asked my thoughts on life, death, and religion. I believe our souls are revolving in a sense we are reincarnated in a variety of forms. We could be horribly immoral in this, yet innocent in the next. A woman in this life, a male in the following, and even a winter’s bark in the future. Our souls learn lessons and try to become rounded. There are new souls, old souls, and certain individuals along the way. There is not a God, a high and mighty, but we, as souls, who round the world. Entities, which ground us, teach us and educate us subconsciously. We are beings who have no gender, no label, just love and knowledge. Entering each life, we assume what is best for us and what we must learn or understand. There is reasoning for the gender we are given, which is intertwined with the role that is left for us.
My understanding is people are supposed to come and go, but not necessarily stay. Sometimes our parents are younger souls who are simply learning how to become gentle, kind, and compassionate. When this life is over, we wave goodbye and move onto the next. There is a possibility we cross paths along the way, but our journey with that individual is done. We have our soulmate who is always around, yet rarely actually plays the role of our lover. A cliché reality which holds us together, we long for a life of passion and fire – a life of lovely desire. The reality is true, we do have a soulmate, but they come as our neighbor, the stray cat or even the mailman. They watch, they love, and protect us as we build ourselves.
Entering this life with no recollection of our past, meaning or purpose, we are supposed to build humanity as a whole, but genuinely. We, as humans, take feeling and emotion for granted. We do not understand the people in our current life are only momentarily and are here to help us, build us, to let us create the world we live in. We are to trust, to learn, to love, to live, and appreciate the lives we’re given. We are supposed to wave at our neighbors, be kind to hatred, and smile at the people of our past. Our eyes see through the lies of others and in the end we figure it out, come through and rebuild again. We are simply the coffee for others, the energy, the lovely, and the past and present in which we exude.
Being intelligent beings, we are to love strangers, our friends, and our mates. The world we live in is built entirely by us, for us, and whoever may come in need of our care. They say to live your life as the only one you are given, and do so, but understand you will come around again. And remember, never to take touch for granted as one day you might guide others through spirit instead of touch; and we are never to be afraid of death, as we never actually leave.
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freeway to fog
hidden to bits
secret twined kisses
we lift, love
caress two beings
transcend into heavens
lying in loaded bullets
the push to shove
the knees to gut
our sleepless nights
lie side by side
atop a world of mine
us, two beings
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hands to eyes
palms to knees
are soulmates meant to be
they think forever
yet what about after
when we’re stuck in the hereafter
waiting for an answer
for our last chapter
and the only thing left is a lasting actor
You’re so deep that amnesia couldn’t remove the memories.
Let’s face it – the moment we log into any social media website we’re completely engulfed in a madness of self-absorbed individuals, salivating at any sort of intimate connection with another. It’s beautifully pathetic that kids, teenagers and adults are drawn to a sense of lusting for a companion.
Living in a period where the moment revolves around constant technology, people forget that there’s life (and “love”) outside of a social media platform. Swiping left or right on Tinder, browsing Match and endless scrolling on OkCupid is essentially a mind game. You might as well call it “I Like Your Stats, Words and Face” – that’s it. Humanity is drawn to a sense of security, which is distorted. Some take security as the income of another or the feeling of having someone constantly. Everyone’s heard of the girl that’s never single or the executive that dazzles with gifts. People forget that it’s as simple as two homeless souls meeting in a subway station or seeing someone from across the room that ignites an aura and gives you a rush. Then again, there’s the argument of, “well you’re not going to meet your soul mate in a bar.” But who says you won’t? Then there’s the backfire of, “maybe you are supposed to meet them on a dating site.” Maybe you are, maybe you aren’t.
As humans, most look for a divine feeling of love and ignore the subconscious telling us this isn’t right. It brings up the thought of, are you in love with the idea of love? Posting countless photos and sharing your personal moments with the world, is that love? Scrolling through Facebook, I notice countless men and women going in and out of relationships within a week of meeting each other and I just wonder. I sit, grasp and try to feel their moment, but it leaves me clueless. Sitting in wonderment, I come up with various conclusions as to what goes on in the mind of people who want, want, and want, rather than unintentionally looking for light.
It leaves me stumped when I see people sharing intimate moments. It comes back to, are you posting what you’re doing to impress people, make them jealous or just because? But then again, do people genuinely post things just because? Humans love a good motive.
We live in an age where everything is taken to the Internet. Thoughts, feelings, memories, experiences, etc. are snapped, written about and shared with an endless amount of individuals. Without realizing, people float above their consciousness and completely miss the point that they’re in love with the idea of being in love. They gloat, share and conceive all these notions without realizing that they’re only in love with themselves.
We’re not living in the 20th Century where people must socialize person to person. You’re not going to find your soul mate on a dating website or mobile application, and that’s because you’re intentionally looking for it. You’re not a squid in the ocean, going with the flow and inadvertently becoming intertwined. Simply, you’re not letting the moment arrive.
When there’s an aura – that’s them. You’re done… and I guarantee you won’t gloat about it on the Internet.
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My muse is six feet, a hundred and ninety pounds and cradles my soul in his arms without knowing it.
It’s not cliché to believe two people were made for one another, but in my opinion, it doesn’t work the way it seems or the way we’d like.
We’re made for someone, but that doesn’t necessarily mean they were made for us. We go with the flow and play the game that is our show, make moments and entangle ourselves in this belief that romance is the purpose. I feel as if we’re subconsciously lost looking for a precise purpose that causes us to disregard little things and the truth behind our soulmate.
It’s my belief that your soulmate is the person that changes your view in a positive way – your feelings, emotions and wisdom. Essentially the one that ignites an aura where there is no explanation. They’re the one that coincidently helps you further your mind while giving you life experience.
Although it might seem like there could be an endless amount of people that fit the description – it’s not that simple. It’s the essence of the moment and a combination of a magnitude of things. It goes as far as the intensity behind your words and the way you grasp their hips. The way you open the door, the way you say good night and how you smirk with your eyes.
Your soulmate is not the person that makes you smile or really even the one that makes you happy. They are the one that gives you a variety of emotions and entertains your mind. But more importantly, they are the one that you love unconditionally. The way you kiss their fat and how you would die for them. It’s not a matter of lust vs. love vs. soulmates – even though at times they can be combined, they’re all entirely different.
The question of “what is romance after a soulmate?” is a completely valid concern. But back to the basics of the warped idea that romance is the purpose behind life. Your soulmate gives you life experience to understand the vast events that happen throughout your existence. Everyone and everything that comes after is still important regardless of the principal. The idea floats that everything else is filler, but without our soulmate, we truly wouldn’t understand situations, certain emotions or the fact that love is universal. The sky, touch and our appreciation would not be the same.
The thought arises in regards to why two people can’t be made for each other. It’s as simple as it doesn’t work that way. With over seven billion people on the planet, you would assume this to be true. Yet looking at the overall, it’s not my belief that two can equal one.
It might seem ridiculous or out of reach to truly understand the complexity behind the meaning of a soulmate, but it’s there. The idea, our notions and the way we perceive the idea is our own. We might believe that we’ve already met our soulmate, but they could be next and so forth. We’ll never genuinely understand the meaning or be able to explain the feeling behind it, but when you know, you know and if there’s a question, it was never there.
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