Monkey me

The poet in me says......"There is only sensation"
The thinker in me says.... "There must be sense in and to sensation"
The man in me says ......."There is a gathering of sensation that leads me to desire more that serves me"
The woman in me says....."There is nothing to be done, just be and remain in choice"
The child in me says....."There is only sensation found in this moment"
The animal in me says....."Be watchfull and flow with what is created through my awarness."
The earth in me says......."Nothing matters but to breath and appreciate my beautful creation"
The moon in me says........"I am reflecting my beingness"
The sun in me says..........."Shine!!!!"

My thoughts can't hurt me when I remain in choice about how they feel to me.
I am the creator of my own reality

I don't use my mind for thinking any more than either, wanting an experience, or not wanting it. The law of attraction works on that vibration and produces with perfection the orchestration that guides me toward my bliss, my nirvana, my Ithaca(google the poem titled Ithaca)
This physical experience is not about positive or negative but so much about finding relief from thoughts that don't serve my well beingness..... for in that relief I form a platform for my expansion. I am not here to learn. I am here to experience and grow.
Si

Circle of love(a poem)

Circle of love
It's not formed from above
but more from my now
It's easy somehow
All I need do
To see my way through
Is follow my heart
then remember to breathe
that's a good start
Circle of love
I'll dance in you now
while I remember
that I hold the power.
Si

good and evil

Good is a sensation. Evil is a judgment, born out of the lack of that good sensation within someone's perception.
Perception is simply sensational interpretation!

Monkey Hell

Irony
There is always another perspective
Someone offering something slightly better
The dark side, the alternative to well being, is the slavery that idea embraces.
A destiny of bliss...the better it gets, the better it gets!
Oh, resistance you are my friend in this moment
The relief from an eternity of joy
Oh, woe is me to be destined to a life of eternal harmony.
Sweet contrast, sweet sorrow, you are my friend
I find a strange rest in your turbulence.
Although I burn with hurt, your texture comforts me.
Oh how perplexing it is to be the master of my own destiny.
I seek to be whole and complete but alas, that will never be.
I am eternally incomplete.
Woe is me.

original thought

well being is the natural state of the universe and thus our experience of well being to whatever degree, is our truth.

well being is the first thought and all else is just the refinment and qualification of that (original)thought.