nothing to see, no one to see it

cosmic love

fuck knows where this world is heading

this world is what nightmares are made of

shoutout to all the moon lovers and stargazers, we are the carriers of light in this world

Star studded infinite skies

eyes full of moonlight

drop the seeking, for the very act of searching affirms that what you desire is separate from you. it is not, the river does not chase the ocean, it flows toward it effortlessly, drawn by the pull of what it already is

effortless becoming

wings of mind

you miss the garden because you want a small fig from a random tree ~

notice how the stars arrive as the sun fades into the night

but does the moon hear the howl of a wolf

falling through endless dream projections

i wish more people realise that there is a state of mind you can attain that is absolutely mind boggling

where am if all of this is all a dream

dreaming your human into existence

listening to the galaxy swirl

even my darkness is coming from the light