I throw my mind into the neutral space
I do not talk to anyone
I do not write
I do not read
I think as little as possible
I convince my mind to be quiescent and inactive
I found God in the essence of my silence
I look up in the sky,
how quit up there must be,
pen-pusher is really a boring job
Who cares if they love it
Two cryptic phrase for me
A mind full of peace and an ear full of trouble
The essence of secret is why I change my mental attitude
Life of a strainer is different so I can live in different thought basis
Even though I put more effort everyday
I can't afford to live as I was
thank you
love
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