• Post From The Past

    Sorrowful Cry.

    Post from the past 22. My Divine Mother urges me to follow my unique self, to be an original and not a copy of anyone else work, so she had to come through and give me direction by amplifying my feelings and emotions so that I once again can remember how unique I am. My heart is vibrating out sorrowful cry to which I thought I would never have to experience again since I know who I am. Because of the sadness, I can hear the plea from my soul, and it pleads me to surrender and refrain from doing something to prove everyone else of my existence. I feel…

  • A Simple Letter

    Unconditional Love & Complete Freedom

    The 42nd letter to you. Because you demand unconditional love and complete freedom, doesn’t make you terrible. You are not terrible at all for having such desire. It’s a matter of fact wise of you to acknowledge that your soul demands those things for yourself. People in this world have lost touch with their souls. Thus the connection to God’s unconditional love become unknown. I was once confused about the love I experienced here on earth between humans. It was so conditioned and restricted. So many rules and regulations to follow, and if you don’t follow it through you will get punished. You might get a cold shoulder or harsh,…

  • A Simple Letter

    A Child Of God.

    The 41st letter to you. You are more wealthy than you think you are. So much blessed as any others humans in this world. Wouldn’t you take time to count your blessing? Feeling grateful that you have a life? A chance to change your behavior and attitude about life if you can’t see anything positive about it or better; change someone else’s life by being an example of God’s grace and love. You count, you make a difference. You are so worthy of love and acceptance. Past experiences are there so you can learn from them and let them go, release your negative emotions and tend to your inner child…

  • A Simple Letter

    I Am Unburdened.

    The 40th letter to you. The ending of something old is in truth just a beginning of something new. I have never experienced unconditional love. No one has ever loved me that way before, but somehow I can love unconditional without thinking of the outcome. The outcome is not necessary as I thought. I always think that once you have romance gesture towards someone, and once you declare your love, you might be approved or rejected. But I understand now that neither approval or rejection has to be the outcome. For once I have open my heart and soul, and just love for the sake of love I don’t need…

  • Poetry,  Post From The Past

    The Magic Weaver.

    Post from the past 17. I write and write the night away, while other empty the bottle of wine, I empty my sorrows. Sadness drip like rain in the autumn night. Every song sings the tale of my longing, but with each note, I am dreaming away the frantic search for your heart. Heartbeats and long breath keep me alive. I fondly love the night because of the mystery of the blinking stars, and it’s like they talked to me about wisdom and magic. I breathe deeply and hold my breath before releasing the emotion of envy. I envy those who could see you every day while I have to…

  • Poetry,  Post From The Past

    Because You Care.

    Post from the past 16. I am awake tonight and smoke my lungs black. The distress of a chaotic world with no hope to survive the morning has made me want to kill myself slowly. Cigarettes and coffee are the remedies for my hopeless dream of fairy tale and romance. They both are the dark promises of death. I die a little tonight, and my life shortened many moments of hours. I have to laugh because the pack of cigarettes says “Smoke kills.” If smoke kills then why am I still breathing? Do I wish to die or have I abandon living? I live, and I die each moment of…

  • Post From The Past

    I Live Like Art.

    Post from the past 15. I am a poet, and I write life as if it was words that spilled out of my lungs, no, not the heart, because with lungs I can breathe poems and lyrics, with heart I can sing the joy of writing. I have with time an understanding for how people are unconsciously living their life. So time does speed up for some and snailing steadily forward for another. But after all, they could at least breathe, but probably it’s easier said than done because they have befriended stress like a pet and could not snail and rejuvenate in the time that pace slowly towards the…

  • A Simple Letter

    Be Loving.

    The 39th letter to you. Laughter and love bubble inside me like a laugh of a child. I am not childish, but childlike. I mature through time, and I always look for the light. I am stargazing at night, and I stare the sun straight into the eyes. I am not fearful because life is too short to skimmed through it and shiver with fear. Why is there a need to fear unless I am afraid of death? I don’t worry about the end because life just begin and I am reborn, but I would not seek danger to feel the adrenaline. There’s the joy of life when you love,…

  • A Simple Letter

    The Expansion of The Heart-

    The 38th letter to you. Live, so you can feel the expansion of the heart when you actually are in love. To live is not just breathing only. To live is to feel the heart expand, and it’s the expansion of your senses. That your taste food better, hear the note of each melody like windchime or bell ringing Kling-Klang in unison with your beloved within. Whatever you would call that beloved, your twin flame or your twin ray or just a romantic soul mate. But life, as I want to call it, is when you be yourself, wholly, without fear what others might think about you. There are colors…

  • A Simple Letter

    My Conclusion About Love.

    The 37th letter to you. So far in life have I conclude what love really is. You can’t say you love if you haven’t let go of the outcome or attachment. Sure enough, we all tend to hold on to people who stir emotions within us, because it has become a habit, like an addiction. And of course, we can hold on to the one we have feelings for, but instead of holding onto the painful feelings they made us feel, we can choose to detach from the outcome or our emotions. It doesn’t mean that we give up on loving them, we just have to decide to love them…