positive amounts of delusion & full alignment with universal flow: this is what we need most times… to see yourself in the dopest light & attain higher energy states in relation to pure universal flow, cosmic rhythms & noticing synchronicities. it’s nice to be delusional enough to believe everyone has heard of you because of your incredible lore, the legend that is your existence passed down through the ages, the idea your art is immortal. to believe in your ideas of the future before it exists. manifestation & affirming one’s existence the key. to stray away from pity & allow inner light to shine.
glowing up does not occur as a result of another’s opinion of you, but in believing in one’s self & your own capabilities, energy & kind of vibe you bring. not shying away from how one looks, but in genuinely pimping out your personal brand or aesthetic, rocking with what you got, not giving a fuck what others think, vibing first with yourself, letting others vibe back, not caring if they don’t. the key is to fuck with your energy… what else really matters. in the end, you attract your kind of people & the way you glow up liberates others, at the same time freeing you to take in & experience things in your own stoke, being fully absorbed in your art & hobbies, not worried about the external so much, jus vibing & appreciating all around you.
maybe everything is connected in the span of events & moments in your life, the music you find yourself listening to & the books you read & art you create… all related back to your own legend. everything we’re drawn to was probably so too drawn to us & our art expresses truth within. the universe in sight & touch created by our minds. our perception is the universe experiencing itself.
we sit at a café
i ask if they have any beer
we sit at a bar
i ask if they have any coffee
desperate times call for desperate measures
but none of us really ever that desperate
shouldn’t be at least
guess i jus wanted a morning buzz
guess i jus wanted an evening pick-me-up
the full moon is fully risen
eclipse of all i know
negativity could shroud itself in many forms
optimism peaks in openly
to anyone willing to lend a wishful eye
not that hard to see the light in everything
in yourself & others
so long as you’re not too confined to this reality
maybe half delusional
enough so to believe in yourself
fully aligned
with the universe, manifesting self & destiny
we define ourselves daily
create the path we could walk on
sit with our own visions
coexist with infinite thoughts & eternal beings
art is space within space
substance is time within time
God is breath within breath
thoughts hover the ember mountain
moisture gathers from the moon on rooftops
don’t shackle yourself in your own restraints
how emotion could be so fleeting
deteriorating if not fully felt & released
how acquaintances could be so fickle
grief over burnt bridges & lost companionship
how mindsets could be so limited in scope
allow yourself to explore atmosphere & being
how oftentimes, we get caught up in muck
lots of internal & external turmoil & chaos
find ways to align with the universal Tao
tap into divine natures of higher consciousness
clear one’s heart mind & harness pure energy
universe often a mirror of how we view ourselves
swans jus sit afloat & stay content
we could oftentimes do the same
birds flying with nothing to their name
besides the sky & stars above & ground below
jus alright with the miracle of existence
we get so caught up, prisoners of our own mind
when we got music, vice, art, girls, space, etc.
a place to call our own & people to call home
everybody’s somebody’s everyday
even if you’re jus your dad’s little angel
even if you’re jus your mom’s little devil
everybody’s everything
gratitude wherever with whatever with whoever
sometimes it’s the light at the edge of the window
smoke & chats after sex with your girlfriend
diving into a show & a crisp refreshing cold beer
a book & sip of coffee & smoke in the backwoods
not jus showing up, but wholeheartedly feeling
fucking with this whole thing
no matter how hard shit hits sometimes
no matter the monotony, little hells & grievances
jus leaning into the experience of the moment
Nirvana could be found all of the time
we jus don’t realize until things pass
time actually nonexistent
suffering fades to the background
and the world jus slips away into the abyss
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