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Within Nothingness

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Within Nothingness

Everything returns

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The quiet before the storm
as no birds chirping
wondering what comes next.

Maybe the world collapses
or possibly our universe
remains in peace
the solitude of mountains
perpetually affixed on contentment.

Resting on nothingness
answering to nobody but
self-realization
everything exists — this moment in time.

We are the quiet
eye of existence
with the storms reverberating
sounds of All There Is ringing clear.

Too busy with the monotony of our daily events, we forget to enjoy the special moments throughout the day. Caught up in the busyness, we fail to see the beauty in the nothingness. Further, we feel a need to keep busy…continuing the cycles of our days.

It is within nothingness, we find the greatest reward. Happiness may not be found in the stuff or the busyness, but in the quiet moments with the self. Alone, quiet and of no thoughts…we find all we need to know.

In nothingness, everything returns.

May joy be found in the quietude of existence.

~Ani Po

Thank you Zay Pareltheon. Viraji Ogodapola, Marilyn J Wolf and whole family of Howling Owl, for housing these words.

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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Calling of the Stars

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Calling of the Stars

Reaching and receiving of cosmic knowing

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Traveling to the cosmic belt amidst the stars — calling on them regularly. Building relationships with self, community, and universal thought.
Entering the center of all things, painting, filling cracks and voids at the timeliest of moments.

With a glimpse of the entire galaxy, plucking stars, painting new ones, entering the nature of all there is.

Splattering more of our essence, blanketing even the most stubborn voids.
Darkness closes in as cracks and brokenness are filled or healed — perceptual time of timelessness and timelines matter not.
Heyday — pull the string, turning on the Light — emitting beams or beacons of Light — outwardly as a guiding Light.

Spinning, twirling once again, sharing in it all.

Waves of Love — directed with every breath.

Sit, be still — recharging whilst calling on the Star People — singing their songs — comme il faut in all the skies. Seeing wholeness amidst the darkness and Light — deeper understandings of shadowy miseries, shining brighter than ever before.

It is done.

Walking the lonely road, whether weeks or lifetimes befitting — we are healed.

It is the end, and It has just begun.

~Ani Po

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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