i dream in 3D

“We shape our buildings; thereafter they shape us.”

If you were a stranger.....

Would I still find solace in your charm?
Would I notice the gleam in your eyes?
Would I be affected by your every move?
Or would I experience a strong aura, baffled by the emanation.

If you were a stranger asking for the time,
Would I move my glance away from the watch,
To notice the beauty of your mind.
Would I be oblivious to your gentle voice,
Would I simply be too consumed in the pulling effect,
wondering if my prescription needed change...

If you were a stranger, I would be bound to meet you in time.
It would feel like I've found what I had lost,
It would make dreams transcend with reality
To be finally and formally reaquainted
with the stranger who was never a stranger after all.

....I didn't know where all the frustration was leading to but I was determined to get to the Finish line. I reckon that I'd do better at 100 m dashes but I knew how some preserverence can pay off a great deal. So assured of this,was I prepared to embrace all the anguish...

Little did I realize that restoring faith one too many times not only require an enormous amount of strength, but also a hint of courage. With the flicker of hope I had left in me,I kept going and not realize that I was already past the Finish line...

....and I still keep going...

Stimuli

In between the realms of reality & lucid dreams,
i pinch myself hard at trying to encumber all sense of the current.
just a moment ago i had been intertwined with the harshness
of the heat and the stench of perspiration,
and now i am witnessing the cool breeze that awakens my spirit;
which had been in slumber for far too long.

Familiar grounds..

Things do not seem as foreign as I expected,
yet my exhaustion does not permit my excitement to take form.
Maybe because i know this is not rightfully mine

But even if so,
Just feels like I've never left...

My temporary fix

Tonight as I lay peacefully amidst the showering rain,
Almost taken aback by the wondrous creation’s breeze,
I think of the numerous memoirs I have etched,
Filling and storing my once vacant head space,
Some moments felt like they were gonna last forever,
But I’m not naïve to know that nothing lasts forever.

Tonight as I lay by the glistening rain,
Wondering if this one will turn into a storm,
But if even so believing it would eventually lead to the good feel of after-rain,
For they did not lie about the calm after the storm,
Then a thundering sensation sweeps me off my couch at my realization,
Thus I could not lie still any longer, and stood up from my slumber.

Amused at discovering that tonigt when I lay listening to the pouring rain,
My rain was really the water gushing through the massive drain outside,
Drain or rain, oh well, provided me with the fix that I needed.

s e l f l e s s n e s s

so i was having dinner at a local pizzeria tonight,and there was a table of Monks having theirs on the other end. And it was just so tempting to pull one out and ask what the secret to achieving constant enlightenment and tranquility is.Teach me how to reach Nirvana,please! To have zero ego and not be the least bit affected by all these unnecessary distractions.Pretty sure its possible and not too difficult,plus it would be very much worthwhile having to live without any more drama.Then it occured to me, ' I ain't gonna really have to sit under no Bodhi Tree' to get there.That equal balance does exist and no meditation round-the-clock is required.That what you're already doing is leading to the Right track and too much worry is just nonessential.That there are so many other current vital things to be focused on.Things that mattered to the future. To the part where bills had to be continously paid, for even the Monk wants to arrive to a level that is his comfort zone in all senses in order to give back to society.(And even the Monk desires to drive a Ferrari.)

seems that selflessness speaks of no hints in being selfish to other people, but is in fact the kind of attitude that knows how to prioritize the self when it is highly due.When it is essential but otherwise and sometimes mistaken for egotistical behaviour.If we only realize and learn how to appreciate ourselves more and recognize our strengths and not let anyone else,not even the Folks dictate how our Lives should be run.To self revolutionize our weaknesses and pain and transform them into an elixir of life.And to be shared with as many people deserving or otherwise. The manual is already in our hearts if we only knew where to search.However we must also be able to not only forgive,but to forget. Releasing all forms of anger inside.They never forget to mention this,and they sure were not lying either.Even when your judgment is heavily clouded in times of distress and these bouts may occur and sometimes emerge, it's best to think that there is that light at the end of the Tunnel.And even if it is raining outside the Tunnel, the Sun will always reappear.And sometimes what we really need in order to survive,is really just the Sun...

If I could...

If I could measure the tears that has trickled and flowed because of him,
I would have drowned a dozen cities.
If I could measure the pain that has been inflicted by him,
I would have died a great number of wars.
If I could calculate the amount of dough spent for him,
I would have been able to build a Golden Empire,
If I could recollect all the good memories spent with him,
I would have ended up with an empty can of mackerel.
If I could think of the good that he has done for me,
It will surely not overweigh the bad.
If I could remember each minute spent with him,
I'd feel like I've wasted half of my entire lifetime.
If I could gather the sacrifices I've made for him,
It would be equivalent to that of 1000 warriors,
If I could ever find the heart to forgive him,
It would be a miracle.