Day 238 – Black shapes against white background

Tuesday, Kampala.  Black shapes against white background. I’m the background. Will I ever be able to look at the moon again? I am going to burn. Peaks and pits. Like Moses had power over sea So you’ve got power over me. Don’t. My expectations are playing tricks on me. They are holding me prisoner. How…

Day 213 – Drifts

Thursday, Kampala. I would swim forever in your light If I, I could stay, the apple of your eye, I would pray, No surprise when it’s you and I I could spend a decade based on lies If I, I could stay forever in you lies, I don’t know why we’ve changed And I, I’m…

The push and pull of non-attachment

“When you’re tuning into someone, you will often find places that are missing” “The joy of freedom is being free to play everywhere, not just here or there. […] See the thing about a free being is, they can paint on the canvas in a much wilder way than anyone else can. Because everyone else…

Day 164 – There in the middle

Thursday, Kampala. Sometimes you just need a push. Something to happen to you, someone you meet, something you see to just throw you from behind for you to do that thing you’ve been meaning to do in a while. To change things. To subtract. It is so hard to subtract. Remove things. We like to…

Add-ups

Once you find your purpose, working to fulfill it makes your life worthwhile. It gives you that madness we all need to pull through this world. So it is with our karma, we can’t just sanitize our past actions. They remain with us, on us, around us. Every word we utter, action we do, thought…

Limited existence in a limitless creation

[…] Often it’s only in our dark moments that we really ask why me. We may wonder about why me in our good times too, but this wonderment is not the same as it is when we are down. We don’t whinge when the weather is sunny and pleasant. We may exclaim but we don’t complain. Deep…

Day 121 – Contrasts

Kampala, Uganda. Contrasts. Always been attracted to them. Things that don’t match, and yet are so excruciatingly beautiful together. Untranslatable “toska“. It looks at you as to say “have you forgotten me?”. I miss you, I say. So many points and you in the middle. Horizons. Mirrors. You look at one and turn to the…

Your mind is your religion

People go mad through lack of inner wisdom, through their inability to examine their own mind. They cannot explain themselves to themselves; they don’t know how to talk to themselves. Thus they are constantly preoccupied with all these external objects, while within, their mind is running down until it finally cracks. They are ignorant of…

Thank you RamDass

I read this a while ago and it’s been honestly one of the most helpful pieces of advice I ever had. It really did and does still help when I’m upset or anxious or overwhelmed. So here it is: And then you see that it’s your expectations of your own mind that are creating your hell. “I…

Rinpoche

Let yourself become the space that welcomes any experience without judgement Tsoknyi Rinpoche

Morrissey

They who wish to hurt you work within the law This world is full, so full of crashing bores […] What really lies beyond out the constraints of my mind could it be the sea with fate  mooning back at me No, it’s just more lock jawed, pop stars thicker than pig shit nothing to…