Here & Now; When you reach tomorrow it is not often clear why yesterday was so important, so it seemed, though ultimately, in your enlightenment you will understand that nothing matters, apart from here & now, however bleak it may look on the horizon, it is all you ever truly have.
Moments are breathless, especially this one.
Where you are at right now is exactly where you are supposed to be, how could it be any other way? Tomorrow does not exist does it, if it did then it would be tomorrow today. What about hope? Ah, the precious hope... It is intention followed by action that secures a sense of direction does it not, a chance that one will gain through persistent faith? Hope, is the seed of faith that spreads throughout humanity when one has put all possible effort in. "Here life, the idea I call life, I leave it up to you now, take the lead...I trust you." - Hope.
When did it ever matter what 'they' thought anyway? We only listened when it suited us, when it fell in accordance with our plans, follow that intuition, that gut instinct that screams and shatters all emotion with the words "I know."
In case you didn't realise, they cannot harm you...but you can.
If we stay, we hurt. If we leave, we hurt. What are my options where I am? Would things ever change after such a long haul of misery, intertwined with the odd occasion where we might share a smile in the wind, the whirlwind we call love? Doors open when i place my palm upon the handle of faith, when I take that leap across the bridge to normal living, wherever that may be. It has to be better than here, though at all costs, even if I am to give up my life, I will walk with my head high, and if I don't then I may as well sit back there and swing in my armchair and be...happy.
They may stick arrows into your heart, why wouldn't they? Would you be able to handle the pain or bare the struggle alone, co-dependency will see them through the night, it can never live here though, I can't live with the imbalance, the tilt and maladjustment towards life, it depleted my eternal spirit, for a while anyway. Don't bother to gather your thoughts, let them go, see them flow downstream as you become free from your own made inner turmoil - yes, you have made this, I, me and not they. Be responsible, be brave and walk the bridge less crossed. So it seems that to catch a train out of here I must first buy my ticket - movement is freedom and freedom is this moment here and now. Yesterday lingers and tomorrow never comes. Here is my ticket...or there is the tunnel leading nowhere, and this is the illusion of tomorrow.
Daniel Dempster.
Moments are breathless, especially this one.
Where you are at right now is exactly where you are supposed to be, how could it be any other way? Tomorrow does not exist does it, if it did then it would be tomorrow today. What about hope? Ah, the precious hope... It is intention followed by action that secures a sense of direction does it not, a chance that one will gain through persistent faith? Hope, is the seed of faith that spreads throughout humanity when one has put all possible effort in. "Here life, the idea I call life, I leave it up to you now, take the lead...I trust you." - Hope.
When did it ever matter what 'they' thought anyway? We only listened when it suited us, when it fell in accordance with our plans, follow that intuition, that gut instinct that screams and shatters all emotion with the words "I know."
In case you didn't realise, they cannot harm you...but you can.
If we stay, we hurt. If we leave, we hurt. What are my options where I am? Would things ever change after such a long haul of misery, intertwined with the odd occasion where we might share a smile in the wind, the whirlwind we call love? Doors open when i place my palm upon the handle of faith, when I take that leap across the bridge to normal living, wherever that may be. It has to be better than here, though at all costs, even if I am to give up my life, I will walk with my head high, and if I don't then I may as well sit back there and swing in my armchair and be...happy.
They may stick arrows into your heart, why wouldn't they? Would you be able to handle the pain or bare the struggle alone, co-dependency will see them through the night, it can never live here though, I can't live with the imbalance, the tilt and maladjustment towards life, it depleted my eternal spirit, for a while anyway. Don't bother to gather your thoughts, let them go, see them flow downstream as you become free from your own made inner turmoil - yes, you have made this, I, me and not they. Be responsible, be brave and walk the bridge less crossed. So it seems that to catch a train out of here I must first buy my ticket - movement is freedom and freedom is this moment here and now. Yesterday lingers and tomorrow never comes. Here is my ticket...or there is the tunnel leading nowhere, and this is the illusion of tomorrow.
Daniel Dempster.
