Let the tea caress tired and battered soul.
Zen
Nature’s Calling
My eyesMy soul belongs to nature. There is nothing more mesmerising than beauty in its rawest form.
Dear Twats
Precious ExperiencesDear Twats,
Dear Twats whom I may have known for a while and who reside on this beautiful and decying planet of Earth. I’ve had enough of your
parasitic,
narcissistic,
delusive
and
false
ways of interacting with other human beings. You are creatures of a betraying nature and most of all you use mental health as the main weapon of your choice. You have a beeping radar directed at people for whom mental health is extremely important. Your narcisitic nature allows you to adjust to people by getting to know them and changing your colours accordingly to their likes and deslikes. Somehow your attire is comparable to a lizard’s skin but you obviously don’t deserve this highly gracious comparison.
I would classify you as a pile of SHIT. A Pile of Shit is a person WHO changes their consistency depending on food eaten during the day.
The Pile of Shit is usually a puddle of foul content of wrongly digested edible matter. It’s like you, you devour people’s soul, you can’t digest it so you violently expel it using your anal & rectal ego and lies. When the conflict arises, you justify all your actions and behaviour blaming it on POOR SELF ESTEEM & BEING LOST.
Oh how sad !!!
Poor you, you are taken care of, carassed with self pity and when the pitty, bumpy surface of a friendship is smooth once again you repeat your offence over and over and over again.
Go back to the sewage.
Not so kind regards,
Victims of Twats in this world
Three Steps to Low Mood Survival
Motivational Blib BlobLow Mood? Follow these three steps !
When you wake up in the vile mood you can do three things:
1. Go back to sleep because it’s very likely that you are simply tired.
2. Take it easy but do not procrastinate, revisit your plan of the day and make it simpler.
3. Take a good care of your self, everyone is entitled to a bad day and self-care is crucial to get through it.
Colours of my Soul
Surreal thoughtsColours of my soul are enhanced by an invisible touch of music notes floating in my overloaded mind.
A Reminder of the Day
Motivational Blib BlobDon’t let other people ( even your family) to diminish your value. Stay strong and assertive in the reality created by you.
Festivities of Annoyance
Motivational Blib BlobDuring this pre-festive period there a many people who are willing to play a tune of annoyance to you. Each of them is very, very unique and individual. They just know how to strike a chord to irritate you and make you feel like you want to rip the hair off your head. My advice to you is to actively meditate. The active meditation is made of conscious presence in the reality and ignorance of stupidity happening around you.
For instance, I like to switch off and focus on my Christmas tree. I admire the ornaments, their colours, a tree and its needles. I find it therapeutic and calming.
But still… why is the world full of twats?
Calling of the Inner-Voice
Surreal thoughtsThe tune of my soul is sort of psychodelic and atmospheric which makes the whole song orgasmic and that’s what I look for in music, music for me has always been a kind of drug which can take over your brain making the reality more bereable for the duration of the song ( at least).
I usually keep this part of myself locked tightly in the box in the corner of my mind. This part should remain open because it’s a vital piece of my Inner- Self and the Inner- Self is mainly who I really Am- the Inner- Self is my unscattered soul. I have conformed to the rules of society to stay afloat in order to survive and build a fort which would protect me from people who don’t understand me. My soul is wild and relies on the artistic stimulants, it craves nature, looks for the meaning of life which resides in Buddhism, it misses howling wolves in the deep dark wild woods, the true home is out there in the middle of greenery covered with the blanket of dew drops among the crimson red twigs which joyfully pierce my shattered soul preparing it for eternal rest where it belongs.
Autumn is Here !!!
My eyesMy heart is fully devoted to all four seasons equally welcoming them with open arms !!! Crispy, fresh, humid feel in the air of Autumn makes me feel alive.
Can you spot a frog?
Bleeding Imagination
Surreal thoughtsI find therapeutic to release the images from my imagination in order to stay sane. It helps me to relax, it also inspires me to remain creative.