12/12/08 9:35-9:50A Poem by Andrew DeRossettSitting around in this blissful sound of compasion and love wondering what of? what is? And can I be apart of this? Truely release from this ignorance which so many of us hold within. Things like candy, cake frosting and watching Tv provide a hiding place with this. Time spent contemplating lifes end might give a sound hope for this type of bliss which I wish to go in. State of now is nothing but a dream in the first place unable to tell us who will win this race or even if there is such a thing as last place. Its all an illusion of a consious conclusion of dillusion into something like nuclear infusion. Contemplate this, if this life were to end. Better not ask when but how will I deal within? What truely happens after this? Do people really think its their end or can it be a blank image like a dream? How would we know anyways? What is imagination anyways? Physcial form? Universal norm? Just a voice? Contemplate these types of thing beyond the scientific name so you dont have to have blame when this time comes to an end. Find peace inside of this. Compassion starts within so why spend so much time hiding from this. Tv, cake frosting and candy seem so silly to me for someone to ignor their ignorance instead of finding this. Discover when they die that life was meant for this. Love and compassion of universe for you are you not apart of this? -Andrew DeRossett- © 2009 Andrew DeRossett |
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Added on January 2, 2009 AuthorAndrew DeRossettmount shasta, CAAboutSo ive been doing a lot of free writing, allowing my mind to open up into the unknown. I practice as timed sessions. I write the time I start in my journal, listen to some sort of music. Preferably.. more..Writing
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