Tag: purpose

sludge

there’s no useful time spent on chit-chat, or trying to convince yourself, or others, that maybe, one day, when the stars align, and the tarot cards say so, you’ll begin….


saving daylight

we make time for a lot of things, usually unconsciously. strange things, like struggle, worry, anxiety, stress and violence; for jobs, deadlines, tasks, superficial arguments, small-minded obligations; for another’s dream, or ridiculous routine….


dirty hands

you may not always be aware of it, but all you put your genuine effort into is laying the stones on the path to desires and preference – or even your soul work….


crash course

all the rushing around and bumping into things isn’t going to ever add up to fulfilment and purpose. incessant doingness is but a coping mechanism for the spirit’s unrest; rest more.


empty matters

when 99.9% of all we will be, do, or have doesn’t really matter, the least you can do, truly, is be of beneficence and uplift everywhere you happen to go….