Sunday, March 31, 2013

Tell Me What You're Running From....

Tell me what you are running for and or from? Are you running to get away from yourself? Best of luck in your pursuits but in the end these actions will prove trivial. You will eventually have to face yourself so might as well do it now rather than later. Once you face your demons you can remove them and find sustainable bliss versus brief intervals of bliss. I would rather find something sustainable and lasting and put in the hand work. Be a strong woman or man and do the damn deal. You are the common factor in all of your situations so facing and improving yourself will certainly serve you and your particular situation. Discover yourself and who you are. What do you like or what don't you like. If it doesn't serve you let it go. Don't discover what society likes for you listen to your soul and discover what your soul says. Society is based off logic and the soul is based off intuition. Break the conformity that binds you to chains and rediscover the imagination of your heart. Your heart has the ability to overcome mountains. Love every fiber of your existence and forgive yourself from your past mistakes and learn from your them. Hold yourself to higher standards, discover new talents and new hobbies. Have the ability to enjoy silence, meditate, do yoga, listen to your soul. Whatever it is that the moment calls for be present and listen. Best of luck on your journey to self. May it be filled with love, peace, and healing.


Me eyes are closed and I listen to a smooth melody by Rebelution called Running. It's a Jamaican melody that goes,


Tell me what you're running from, she said everything and everyone
Tell me what you're running from, what you're running from
Tell me what you're running from because your past it can't be undone
Oh tell me what you're running from, what you're running from

She wakes up every morning, thoughts weighing heavy on her mind
She's hoping today will be a better day than the ones behind
She's having some trouble getting going, from the fear she's paralyzed
She puts her face into her hands and then she cries

She's so tired, she closes her eyes trying to live up to a standard that the world provides
She's so tired, she closes her eyes trying to live up to a standard that the world provides

No hope for tomorrow, no hope for today
No hope for anything that comes her way
She's so used to feeling empty inside
No reasons to live, more reasons to die
At least that's what she feels inside
Will she ever find the courage to change

She's been running away so long, running away from home
Will she ever get back, I don't know, no I don't know
You can see it in her eyes and you can see it in her smile


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