The Lord Of Power
I drive the moons of my mind, the shadow fell far from the black eyes, the light won darkness with blue words. Memories are won by cold nights, the wind has ignited a fire of knowledge, thoughts communicate with starry paths. The restriction is imposed by our will, breaking the chains off the illusion.
Source - channelforhealing.com/star-gazing-meditation-from-alberto-villoido/
The universe has sent a gift, the future brings a thousand storms, the power of thought floats on the shores o imagination, believe in miracles. Laws are made by people, mistakes pass through the big door of strange snobs, dig a golden ax of your soul - reach the top of your talents.
Yoga-freedom, we are scared of stories about discipline, we put iron amps, TV series popularize the myth of material success - you forgot your true goals. Change the habits of false beliefs, free the real self in the world of challenges - your heart has heroic blood.
You are the master of your destiny, your word broke the highest mountain of wrong passions. The sea is far from the desert, the sun is far from our path, everything is close in our head - wonders are real if you believe in success. You have the power to change the world, the sky is your strength if you have real knowledge and pure heart.
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I love the picture and the idea of discipline, which is so important when working with mind stuff! Lovely article
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The Radiant Will that pushes from the Inside-Out to the Outside-In (There and Back Again). By Might of One-Pointed desire to penetrate the Secret Garden of the Mother Deep. We begin as an innocent and pure Goldfish thirsting for Dry Land -- to Know-Ah Good and Evil. To Know-Sis Right and Wrong, but to go Above and Beyond. A tiny Spark of Redemption capable of fusing both sides of the blade, building the Bridge between Sun/Son and Moon.
PS -- Your poetry: A Magnum Opus as always!
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