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Far up
in the North,
The
nights can be so dark.
Biting
cold takes its toll on the body.
Grýla
casts her spell,
In the
depths of the mind,
Damaging
happiness and the joy of life.
Hope and
faith, Don't you fail me now.
Hope and
faith, Come and warm my heart.
Hope and
faith, Fill me up with strength.
Hope and
faith, Shine down with bright light.
Hope and
faith, Give me back my joy.
Hope and
faith, In the dark night.
People
waste their time with triviality,
Leaving
what's important for someone else.
My
advice to you: Hide your head in the snow.
Try
forgetting everything -
The things you should know.
Ásgeir - Head In The Snow
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“People don’t realize that now is all there ever is; there is no past or future except as memory or anticipation in your mind.” Eckhart Tolle
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Sometimes common knowledge is neglected to such an extent that when we hear it again we think it's a miraculous means to take us back to our default settings and ultimately elucidation of all that is effecting us, albeit momentarily. The thing about common knowledge and the likes of "divine" phrases is that they don't do much besides put you back in the present. The now. Why did we ever leave the now? At what stage in your short life do you actually want to be living; the past, unchangeable or the future, illusive?
“As soon as you honor the present moment, all unhappiness and struggle dissolve, and life begins to flow with joy and ease. When you act out the present-moment awareness, whatever you do becomes imbued with a sense of quality, care, and love – even the most simple action.”
I attempted this. Last night. There was so much of the past I wanted to hash up and question yet I held my tongue and my thoughts. I wanted to explore and express the future (mine, yours and ours) but I needed not to, so I didn't. Want and need are polar opposites. You want to look back in the past, you want to look into the future, but you really just need to not want.
I hid my head in the snow, tried to forget everything I know - the things I should [wanted to] know.
When the night was done and closer to day, so was I.
Then the now begun not colder but okay, so pause try.
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She
was but she wasn't there. He is but he isn't near.
She
listens but it's rare. He talks but doesn't care.
The
light, the noise. The dark, the poise.
In
suspension
Stiff
Gentian
Summer,
it misconceives
Inalienable
pairs of opposite leaves
Building
up the wall
Blue
violet during the fall
It's
the small hours
Distinguished
by its peculiar flowers
That
cultivates to assume
They're the last to remain in bloom...
They're the last to remain in bloom...


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