2 #StruggleBus

Every moment
I miss you most when I leave
At home
And dream
In reality
Ups
Downs
The
All-around.
Dream,
Wait for it.
Go get it.
Have it.
Got to.
Get it.
#strugglebus

#StruggleBus

So, I’m Taalima. I struggle daily…. Literally, I’m always trying to figure out how to navigate everything. Sometimes, I forget and go into #autopilot. Only thing wrong with that is – “how” (I’ve learned it from the world and unlearning it means not to give back what was given).

Auto means I’ve taken away my own ability to choose what “I feel”. I mainly choose nothing because I accept that it’s a trick. When I do choose – there is a process that takes analytics to an entirely different level.

What’s real to me in reality and what is differs from night to day (I am both ambiguous and defined). I’m equally yolked and hang in the balance. I tread a barrier that can hold water or burst dams.

I struggle for real. Not handicapped or incapable. I lack in my ability to focus long enough to pay attention. To care (in the sense that you’re probably thinking right now).

I care about the depth, root and beginning of the pained. I can forgive it because it has happened and I can forgive because it will end. Being present in it, I’ve already seen through it so what to focus on is blurred.

And that is my struggle for real. As #myfrensays #strugglebus

Imaginary Words

When I close my eyes

oh the things I can see.

When I close my eyes

words are what I imagine them to be.

Looking at you speak

I am

lost,

caught in a daze.

Words, fall deaf on me…

unable to be imagined,

like

I’m lost at sea

drowning in endless possibilities.

The motion in which they flow-

like life,

before you

Roaring alive.

Crashing like waves at high tides.

Rolling, receding,

trying to Implore you-

envisioning a road

to explore-

well… you.

No reefs or barrier walls

letting my feet be free

 

No sailors tales

or pirates trying to capture me.

Just stars dancing across the sky

Winds gusting, whispering

and telling no lies.

Lost,

not by the disguise.

 

Don’t Do It!

Whatever you’re thinking, whatever it is you think you want to say don’t do it! What is right to you can only be applied to you. How you deal with others takes thought, care and finesse.

Be positive, be thoughtful, be uplifting… Whatever you do, don’t be you. Remember it’s you who got you here in the first place.

#HeIsAWitness

Peaking Over the Edge.

Peaking

over the edge

my head

rises

slowly.

towards

the breaking

point

between sight

and no sight.

No what of

knowing

what lies

before

Until

YOUR

blessed enough

to

see.

#theend #imfree

Beep, Beep, Boop! #hand2theforehead

#climbing
Centered. You stand on top. Not behind nor in front of that which imprisons you.

The beauty of a lesson is that which is learned. That which is learned is the beginning of the end. The end justify the means. The means of that which was always there to gain. The gain of that which was always already there. There, the breakthrough as a result of the get through reveals the beauty of the journey already had. Each destination allowing you to enter the next plateau. The next plateau never being the same again… Again the consistency of that which is… the beauty of a learned lesson. Past the tense of the now that is the presence of the future.‪#‎WOW‬ ‪#‎isaidthat‬ ‪#‎ithoughtthat‬ ‪#‎iKnowthat‬ ‪#‎Iam‬ = lol… it’s all the same.‪#‎literally‬

Dream, a life is real…
Making what matters most important! Not those things which we make matter.

Admitting

You should never be afraid of admiting your truth…you just have to pick your battles wisely.

 

My face burns

as it is my turn

to admit my truth

unadorned

 

Losing myself in thought,

Words with fright and fought    

Imagine my minds design –

Slipping…

 

For out of my mouth

Like a spout

I spill over

Ineloquently

 

Voice abrasive, trembling

You are my assembly

My audience,

Mute

 

Eyes closed

I am exposed

Mouth opened…

Paused

 

(Saying something

Admitting nothing

I just……

Digress)

A blog comment. CommentABlog (abc.CAB#way2ride)

I can’t believe I watched it and want to see part two although I covered my eyes and turned my head a lot. I was judging I just couldn’t believe what was being said so I didn’t want to face it. I think thats an obvious sign someone doesn’t want to go through-experience something. Hmm…. Blog

the white noise…

the white noise….

Furry Has A Name.

So, air out. Take your foot out of your mouth and use your hands. You can avoid bumps along the road if you stop, look pay attention. SEE, you missed it. That something trying to move you out of the way of your hurt. It starts small and before you know it what you missed is gone and what have is just the pain you carry with you. Your hurt only hurts as long as it hurts. So, get over it. Go. The more you stay the more things are the same. You do what you do to you. If you believe in Hell… well that’s it. “and it’s all because of you” #tothebone