Jelly fish, and Things.

The lonely journey of freedom breeds and grafts moments of fear accompanied with despair

these thoughts are like passing clouds in a clear sky, but be warned, for you can't hold unto them

the act of holding unto passing thoughts in our clear conscious leads to mental mischief

Choosing life comes with a heavy, yet light responsibility of truly letting go of the illusion of what was and clinging to what Is
the present moment must be fully observed, and revered for its truly a gift from THE ONE whom every living being finds their source of life. 

The path of a truly liberated soul can never be traced

it exists in the grey area between black and white

it exists between the known and unknown

A true liberated soul, free from the tent of the materialized body finds itself on a plane of existence that's full of light

and where light Is, darkness precedes, for darkness is the Mother of light. 

Just like the sky appears blue, yet its real color is nothing close to blue, our eyes appear to be the seer, yet behind the 

vision of the eyes lies a Silent Viewer 

unfortunately, an optometrist wouldn't help with this kind of defect

Our eyes become instruments of deception, but only if we fail to tune into our spiritual eyes, the ones that see when we dream

eyes aren't only instruments of vision, but instruments of taking too

the windows of the soul must be able to filter out the pure essence of light from the impure

On this lonely journey of freedom, solitude becomes my only true companion, for I can only hear the voice 

of the cosmic Mother through this medium of silence

the voice brings a comfort that the flesh can't touch, its wealth is full of love peace joy and wisdom

It is this same soothing voice that brings Jelly fish and things into being.