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Emotions

Never should any body feel, make you feel, ask or entertain the idea of having the worng reaction or an incorrect emotion. 

Questions along the lines: I know I shouldn’t feel this way or am I right to feel like this?

Instead you should be asking WHY do I feel this way? then actively pursuing the cause/root.

Yeah so that’s it.

(No wrong emotions just discovering there presence)

"If Words Mean Nothing To You, You Are Either Not Saying Them Right or Not Being Told Them Well"

— My Head

"All things will be produced in superior quantity and quality, and with greater ease, when each man works at a single occupation, in accordance with his natural gifts, and at the right moment, without meddling with anything else.
Read more at
http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/p/plato.html#QJhI4G1x6utOhTSx.99"

— ::PLATO

"Time is a man-made concept alongside age, years, days, numbers & other such banalities."

— Anonymous

Gandhi, The Bhagadvad Gita

If one Ponders on objects of the sense, there springsAttraction; from attraction grows desire,Desire flames to fierce passion, passion breeds Recklessness; then the memory - all betrayed -Lets noble purpose go, and saps the mind,Till purpose, mind, and man are all undone.

The Reason

I want to be

The one you think of first

When the rain stops

I want to be the only name

To show up at your inbox.

The reason your phone bills high

The reason you stay up, late nights.

I want to be your voice of reason 

The accent of your thoughts.

The one person you put up with when you can’t take it anymore.

The one you that makes you believe things 

just because he’s around.

I want to be the last face that you see 

before you fall asleep and dream.

You are the first thought when I wake

The reason I’m always late.

The one I will want run to should my heart ever break.

You are my one and always.

# Unfinished Poem 1

What I don’t learn I don’t know

what I don’t speak I cant show

& therefore I can only be what I dare to confess

I only consist of things I succeed to express

in a wild world I found heaven was the only place to call home

I never seen the grave but memories of black blood and cemeteries

seem to linger

in my thoughts.

I tell friends that foes can shoot at my flesh

but they’ll never take to my soul

they’ll never be renewed

when they don’t see the things of old

that brings the cold draft up into the hole,

into this abyss called life

signs and wonders too clear to blunder, I said too clear to blunder

they’re going to see before they hear

like thunder.

"All we really are: 1. The things we believe in
& 2. What we do to support them."