self aware
Personal Growth and Development of the Human condition
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees.
live free or die, for death is not the worst evil.
Tuesday, 31 January 2012
Self Healing
Wednesday, 23 November 2011
A Women’s Pride
She'll tell you you’re a worthless challenger and your game is Heartless.
Tuesday, 22 November 2011
We can overcome anything...
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
Humans are fraught with errors
Don’t let your errors overwhelm you,
Nor a lens thru which you see the world.
Strength can over come any hardship
And turn your struggles into pearls.
All is becoming. What are you becoming?
Strengthen will, shine reason on emotion
And live simply in practical wisdom.
Thought, word and deed
Aligned with the essence,
Open the door to opportunity, chance and the smallest possibility
And the universe has your back
In less then nano seconds.
Out of the darkness is light.
The light is refracted into a rainbow.
All colours and vibrations break down,
Into a myriad other shapes and sounds
Puzzling to the mind lost in its own identity,
Locked in a self made box of a well known enemy.
Animal by nature, features well out of character,
Endurance and stamina reflects its true stature.
John London
Never Stop Dreaming
Dream the highest ideals.
Imagine the impossible as nothing.
Work on how your reality feels,
With blood, sweat and tears, and no bluffing.
Fear not the weak,
Find strength from negative thoughts.
Steer your course away from petty causes,
Seek the valley of darkness alone,
On armoured values and words from horses.
Calm, share your ruthless truth
Not for praise nor blame,
Love all that which fate binds you,
With all your heart & soul the same.
Now we are free to imprison our souls
Sold my soul to the Devil,
She gave me a heart stone cold.
Howling on a whole moon light,
She’s prowling to devour souls that have just been sold.
Haunted by demons,
I’m a psycho path fucking a holy whore.
Bowing to others Expectation?
No, expectations a Bitch, that I’m sticking my fingers in and slapping,
Till in a fit, pissing myself, excited in a laughing Stitch.
My addictions like that second skin I can’t help but scratch,
To resist the uncontrollable urge to itch,
I fever, convulse and twitch.
Persisting in her sharp taunts
She flaunts her genitaler,
Reduced in vocabulary
I’m breaking the rules as if I were a failure.
Razor to my main vein I’m dead inside anyway.
With a razor to my vein
I’m dead inside anyway.
Caught in a nightmare,
With no control of the outcome,
Left in my bed to rot to dead,
So why bother with the how come?
Immortalizing self,
What a petty mans game.
I’m living for Now eternally,
I've already forgotten my name.
No longer walking between Birth and Death,
Confined by DNA.
Even though I still breathe a breath,
The Sun’s taken mine away.
Eating my food alive,
Ruled in a extremely pious way,
Forced by a Super Natural Instinct,
Now Feeling is Reason’s prey.
No more screaming confusion and doubt,
No more looking for away out.
Now with extra sensory hearing,
The quiet background radiation I constantly hear shout.
Cause and effect under control by simple timing,
Standing with the Universe in mind to the Multi I’m aligning.
Allied with will, imprisoned even more still
If I say I can’t anymore, to myself, I’ll be lying.
Living it first hand,
No longer cursed and
No longer blessed.
I’ve forsaken God and Mankind and
To the Devil I’m his best.
Chose my own direction on the Cross Road,
All for the price of a measly soul sold.
John London