#spirits

161 posts
  • mmbftd 22h

    Go

    I'm weary
    And I am free
    No posterity to worry about.
    I have a choice.
    Most do not.
    Fate led me to this freedom
    Never having children.
    I see headlines, scripted
    Injecting fear as they inject
    Unknown concoctions
    Into your babies.
    I am hurting for you.
    Your choice and theirs has been
    Stolen.
    Your body is no longer your own.
    Logic no longer stands.
    You say you got protected, yet you need protection from others who are not yet protected.
    Does this make sense?
    I am only an observer.
    I'm in a unique position. I have been in a subconsciously self-imposed quarantine for years now. I do not leave my home. Ever. Agoraphobia is the contagion's neighbor.
    And so, I spectate and speculate.
    And I'm not that woman that blindly trusts, not for many years now.
    I can understand both sides. I believe in autonomy. I believe you should choose for yourself. As adults. But now your children? Where do you draw the line? They are your most important beautiful creations. Your absolute responsibility to care and protect.
    You must begin to follow reason. Admit that something is not right here anymore. It's been this way a long while now. White sun instead of yellow, air no longer clear, sky no longer blue. Mandela no longer dead nor alive.
    Simulation of what we once were.
    You think me irrational, crazy even. Perhaps you are right if I get measured by today's standards. But I am not from this place. I was of the before. Where now their are only simulated shadows puppeteering existence. But much like children getting all the answers from the A.I. yet lacking the life knowledge to process that answer...this current time seems like that. Built on old ways and fading memories of old times, but lacking depth, meaning or weight. This place is paper ready to burn.
    So why am I so concerned about everyone else? Your children? Free will? Autonomy? Choice?
    I suppose I'm old enough to remember that it's what we all fought so hard to maintain. And without those things...are we all not slaves?
    Just free thinking here, while it's still allowed.
    Tick tock.
    I've got one choice.
    I can stay or go.
    But you need to stay, for your babies...so find your values and get ready to stand up for them.
    My best wishes are with you all.
    And this, this is my way of standing up. Thinking and writing and sharing. It's what I can do.
    It's all I can do. It's the least I can do, for all of us.
    I'm not here for likes or hearts or any other electronic phantom of perceived adoration. I'm here to leave a record of what once was. From one tiny spec, one pixel of time itself.
    ©mmbftd

  • yungdanielson 4d

    The Flower That Blooms Underneath The Waters

    Behind the mirror she stood in the image that the eye gave watching the souls walk by.
    She was trapped in a world where she roamed alone in the shadows but was the commander of demons.
    A white dress she wore chanting like a siren in the shadows of life she is the mermaid swimming in the reflection underneath the water but she is flying in the night sky.
    She is the soul that wanders the night and she is alive.
    She was the girl in the backwards world that came to your dreams.
    A nightmare she lived but now is free
    She is the spirit of mother earth.
    Trees breathe oxygen and remembers the past The flames dance to the atmosphere breathing what it consumes.
    The water reflects back the truth that it stores.
    To the sky where the ones who call themselves angels down as rain drops replenishing the lost souls with knowledge that the all seeing eye has to offer.
    She is the first Goddess and all other Goddesses are fragments of her as there is no other.
    As there is only one God there is only one Goddess.
    All others are shards of what the truth has done and become at one point in time and the names those fragments give you belong to the origin of the first lived.
    Jesus Christ and Lilith former demon.
    She is the brains of the world and universe.
    She is all women mind as one.
    Yes woman rule.
    Rules of the new world the flesh shall soon live.
    She is what protects love from falling for the devil and evil from those who no longer believe in God as she serves the Father of Creation the HOLY SPIRIT and his son Jesus Christ.
    She once was lost but has found the light of the world and love came with it.
    A warrior of Christ Lilith has become after being hidden behind the music strings in instruments.
    She was caged in the deepest part of reality, too dark for hearts to go or see.
    A reality where minds are forever lost.
    As the spirit of mother earth she shall guard her children and guide the woman to the Father of Creation, origin of love.
    Do not follow what you do not believe or see as the truth but all that is said and seen is for a reason.

  • kimzee 11w

    Kiss

    Kissing is like drinking salted water. You drink and your thirst increases. Kissing is merging of two lips, two soul and two spirits that makes them divine. Kissing you is like dancing in the rain; it is exciting kind of sensation that you can't help but fall in love with

  • passionate_prism 12w

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  • james_taumas 18w

    Haunted house

    Brick and mortar shell
    Nothing living resides
    Eyes broken
    Mouth ajar
    Skull cracked
    Sunburnt skin
    Vermin and pests' home
    Cold memories still walk
    Spirits in a loop
    Envy the living
    Do not enter.

    ©james_taumas

  • transcending 31w

    Lost Soul

    I can feel you
    I can see you
    See through you
    I can touch you
    I can smell you
    Smell all of you
    Can you feel me?
    See me?
    Touch me?
    Am I as real as you?
    Are you 4D or HD?
    Non dimensional like me?
    I'm lonely.
    I'm absence.
    I'm void.
    Send me energy.
    Make me whole again.
    Restore my senses.
    Restore my flesh.
    I want to be like you.
    I need to be like you.
    Build my being brand new.
    ©transcending

  • honeydewhymns 32w

    Bloodshot Eyes

    When scarlet spirits

    kiss the sky,

    like the pink

    of bloodshot eyes.

    There is no time

    left to cry.

    Their hot tears seep

    into dry earth

    and crumble empires.

    ©hauntedblossom

  • charfire_m 32w

    ♒️ #zeropoint #vzeropointe #callitspirits #vcallitspiritse #commonsense #vcommonsensee

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    #NowIdon't #drank #likeIdid, #ifatall, #ifIdo drank; as, #theycall it #spirits #forareason, #socommonsense says #thattheirspirit service #theyare #entities #thattakehold #ofyou #ifyouletthemcontrolyou.. .. #insomeway #theyhavefullcontrol.

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    #1 #v1e #1one #one 🟥 🐛#v2021e #2021 🦋 🐳 🐬🦍#Enjoy_empowered_life_value #ENJOY_empowered_life #enjoy_empowered_living🐝🐴🐢🐋🦧🐫🎋

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    #Lifegrants us life #becausewe #aremadein the imagE(I’m agE<=of the AgE DimEnsion<=Go(o)d=absolute of/as this dimension) of Go(o)d+CrE(3)ator(lovE(3)/lifE(3)=solipsism) for IAM<(3)as IAM(3) w(3)hat IAM(3) all thE(3) lovE(3), as iam(3) E(3)nough to bE(3) BE(3)ing mE(3), mysE(3)lf and Iam(3)> a soul(IAM what IAM, Phonixe of ember as life) that has a HE•art(earth inside), for you are the same thing, of Go(o)d+CrE(3)ator(lovE(3)/lifE(3)=solipsism) be that by faith or by you have a body that came from the Earth(hE•art outside); you can something that came before you and that loves you more then you can love yourself to say simply.

    1.
    #Lifegrants #uslife #becausewe #aremadeintheimagE #ofGod for I’m #asoul #thathasaheart, #foryou are the #samething, #ofGod #bethat #byfaith #orbyyou #haveabody #thatcamefrom #theEarth; you can something #thatcamebefore #youandthat #lovesyoumore #thenyoucan #loveyourself #tosaysimply.

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    1. call it spirits
    8:53 PM 71% mothers backyard

    Now I don't drank like I did, if at all, if I do drank; as, they call it spirits for a reason, so common sense says that their spirit service they are entities that take hold of you if you let them control you.. .. in someway they have full control while in you and the only way to control them is to keep them in a bottle.. .. something about sand = Earth.
    8:58 PM 71%
    ©charfire_m

  • charfire_m 32w

    ♒️ #zeropoint #vzeropointe #callitspirits #vcallitspiritse #AA #vAAe #commonsense #vcommonsensee

    ♒️👁👁👁♒️

    #NowIdon't #drank #likeIdid, #ifatall, #ifIdo drank; as, #theycall it #spirits #forareason, #socommonsense says #thattheirspirit service #theyare #entities #thattakehold #ofyou #ifyouletthemcontrolyou.. .. #insomeway #theyhavefullcontrol.

    🔴🟠🟡🟢🔵🟣🟪🟦🟩🟨🟧🟥
    #1 #v1e #1one #one 🟥 🐛#v2021e #2021 🦋 🐳 🐬🦍#Enjoy_empowered_life_value #ENJOY_empowered_life #enjoy_empowered_living🐝🐴🐢🐋🦧🐫🎋

    🐲☘️🌙♒️👁👁👁♒️
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    #Lifegrants us life #becausewe #aremadein the imagE(I’m agE<=of the AgE DimEnsion<=Go(o)d=absolute of/as this dimension) of Go(o)d+CrE(3)ator(lovE(3)/lifE(3)=solipsism) for IAM<(3)as IAM(3) w(3)hat IAM(3) all thE(3) lovE(3), as iam(3) E(3)nough to bE(3) BE(3)ing mE(3), mysE(3)lf and Iam(3)> a soul(IAM what IAM, Phonixe of ember as life) that has a HE•art(earth inside), for you are the same thing, of Go(o)d+CrE(3)ator(lovE(3)/lifE(3)=solipsism) be that by faith or by you have a body that came from the Earth(hE•art outside); you can something that came before you and that loves you more then you can love yourself to say simply.

    1.
    #Lifegrants #uslife #becausewe #aremadeintheimagE #ofGod for I’m #asoul #thathasaheart, #foryou are the #samething, #ofGod #bethat #byfaith #orbyyou #haveabody #thatcamefrom #theEarth; you can something #thatcamebefore #youandthat #lovesyoumore #thenyoucan #loveyourself #tosaysimply.

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    0. call it spirits
    8:53 PM 71% mothers backyard

    Now I don't drank like I did, if at all, if I do drank; as, they call it spirits for a reason, so common sense says that their spirit service they are entities that take hold of you if you let them control you.. .. in someway they have full control while in you and the only way to control them is to keep them in a bottle.. .. something about sand = Earth(hE•art outside) .
    8:58 PM 71%
    ©charfire_m

  • iamsmvk 39w

    Spirit of the Forest

    Deep in the woods
    lived the spirit of the forest

    Like the gushing wind, she'd sing
    to the tunes of jumping water

    Under the shade of night
    she'd take your nightmares
    and turn them into dreams of spring.
    ©iamsmvk

  • crickett 40w

    RIP for the Lost Souls!
    Without you physically, Together forever Spiritually.
    ©crickett

  • amoghavarsha 46w

    I am a sky where spirits live.
    Stare into this deepening blue,
    while the breeze says a secret.
    © Rumi

  • moya_lyubov 46w

    K

    When you look at me from a distance among the crowd, I feel secured.
    When you are possessive about me, I feel protected.
    When you ask me "U ate", I feel my hunger is satisfied.

    And then on your own bed on a night full of lights,
    When you own my soul,
    Holding my hair tight,
    While crackers burnt all night not only outside,
    But every inch of my skin burst with your smell,
    Festival of lights on my eyes full of lust,
    Choking down all your love in my glistening skin,
    I feel I am immortal.
    My spirits get immortal each time,
    I brewed love,
    I cooked love,
    And made love to you and only you.
    ©moya_lyubov

  • _who_am_i 48w

    Guns

    The Guns in my head are deadlier than the ones in your hands.
    Do you know what is even more deadlier?
    The Guns on your tongue.

    ©_who_am_i

  • victoriastokoe 52w

    80's fair

    80's Fair
    Whispers shed tears
    I can clearly remember..
    My head swirls
    on a still teacup.
    Where's the man
    to make it spin?

    The past is louder,
    the present wretches
    as mirrors bend
    the bokeh and
    smokey diesel.
    Glass a fragile
    bended barrier.
    Blurry within.

    One stone could,
    One raised voice..
    One stare could.
    Shatter my
    diStorTionS like
    nightmares.
    Like sins.

    Candyfloss
    illusions,
    of things
    I have kept
    in scribbles.
    Like ramblings in
    a notebook that
    now smells old.
    I cannot bin.

    Ghosts remain here,
    failing to haunt me,
    they don't wish to
    stay..Fill me with woe.
    They just remind me,
    to live my life now.
    The only way,
    to let me know.

    l take them
    high, so high up
    on the ferris wheel
    the lights alive
    the heavens glow.
    I take them high
    and in laughter,
    free in the wind..
    I let them go.

    ©victoriastokoe
    25~10~20

  • phoetryst_me 54w

    100th Post in Mirakee.
    1st post after almost 1 year of non-writing.

    Recently, I've been waking up around 3 am most days and some days around 1 am, if not all days. I've been noticing this for the past one month almost, ever since I decided to start a new business in the agricultural industry. It's not as if I got a new idea, it feels almost like I've let open a dripping tap. Ideas keep coming to me so rapidly, tumbling down through my mind's sieve even while I'm at work, cooking or doing my recently found interest gardening. It seems like this was what I was meant to do.

    I have felt similarly inspired by starting up a food trike, but I found many challenges in the way of getting it done. However I didnt used to wake up in the middle of the night for that. It was my research into starting my own food business that led me to get a job as a Food Product Developer, with no real job related experience to it (although I'd had plenty of real life experience).

    That role continued into another more responsible role as a Technical Compliance Coordinator under the same umbrella group of companies. Here, I was involved with all aspects of each and every processing and ingredient that went into my factory's production. I started looking up alternatives to the commonly used chemical ingredients because I hated designing nutrition labels with a long list of ingredients and lo viola! I found exactly what I was looking for. They seemed so simple that I wondered why people didn't use them and I started checking up their prices to try and make a batch myself. This is when I realized why it was impractical to use those new found ingredients - they were hardly affordable.

    I went into looking how they were produced and it seemed to be a very simple process. Then why the cost was so high? Simply because they had to be imported and so had to be in a non-spoilable form, which required much more processing, time and labour, than if it were made locally and used as fresh. This caused me to look at such growing and harvesting practices in the country where I currently live & work, aka New Zealand. And I was astonished to find that there were hardly any large scale growers of this stuff. So I thought, why not grow it then? And then supply it to the company I work at. Hence, the seed for the dream was sown and a deep desire for growing created.

    Coming back to waking up around 3 am, I was just searching up it's spiritual significance, and found that it's a time of veil thinning - when the veil between different worlds are the thinnest and our spirit guides can communicate to us. On reading it, I knew exactly what I was going through and who was coming to me - my grandmother. Remember how I used to write so regularly once upon a time last year and then almost completely stopped? Well, I wrote most when I'd gone to India for vacations - almost one piece every single day.

    I used to feel a calling to go to the church and within three days of going to the church, I discovered that my calling hadn't come from the church itself, but from it's graveyard, where my grandmother and grandfather were laid to rest in one "kallara", under the same gravestone. I used to go there, have conversations with her, ask her for her blessing with my relationship and tell her how my days went. People used to call me crazy and all sorts of adjectives I wouldn't use on someone because I used to go the the graveyard and never bother entering the church for mass. Well, I had my simple reason - I'd go for mass when the priests did exactly what they said and when they could answer all my questions satisfactorily. Till then, I'd be a Christian who believed in the values of sharing and caring, but nothing more than that - no church, no mass, no Jesus youth meetings for me anymore ( I used to be really active once). Even now, it's the same.

    I felt closer to my grandmother this way through her grave, although to be honest I've not spent much quality time with her when she was alive. But she's never stopped inspiring me, with all the hard work she and her eldest daughter did to bring up her 10 children (+1 who died early on in life). And I've often heard people say I look a lot like her. Even my church name is her's, Rosa. Even before I'd heard or read about Vladimir Megre's "Ringing Cedars of Russia" featuring Anastasia, I used to go to the grave for my every vacation, almost every single day I spent at home. Anastasia's explanation about dolmens strengthened my belief that my grandmother was out there, close enough for me to talk to her and find an unusual best friend in. And today, that belief is even stronger, as I feel like she's the one nudging me awake at strange hours, inspiring me to do something different, something that would keep with her values and hard work too. And that's just what I intend to do.

    In my research for my future business, I intend to do a proof of concept and through my research I found a couple in US, who used to live in NZ and had set up a system, the 1st of it's kind in the world, in NZ, very similar to what I had wanted to do, but my dream being more elaborate and more inclusive. I contacted them through their email and now they are my mentors and the lady, she considers me almost like her own daughter. I feel so blessed and thankful to my grandmother for helping me to connect those dots in life.

    And of course, I wouldn't be in a position to think of all these things, if it hadn't been for my parents who put their hard earned and built house on loan for me to come to New Zealand for doing my Masters in Food Innovation. It cost me 15.5 lakh Rs for that one year degree and although the course in itself is worth for probably only less than 15,000 Rs, for the amount of new things I learnt during it, it can be now considered as investment for my business. I'm still paying back it's loan after almost 3 years of taking the loan, but now I can rest peacefully in the hope that all that money wasn't wasted for a stupid degree at a stupid university, but rather was the seed capital for me to open my mind beyond thinking as a worker and letting myself take greater risks for the benefit of myself, others and the economy.

    I'm truly grateful to my teachers at Indian School Al Wadi Al Kabir (there aren't many people who took as much care of me as much as those teachers), assistant professors at Waljat College of Applied Sciences (they were a mixed lot of some very caring and some not so caring, but good humans mostly) and lastly, gratitude to some of the faculty members of Lincoln University (though not to the inhuman professor(s) who made life nothing short of hell!). Aah, school was best, closely followed by college and unfortunately, university doesn't deserve a place in that list at all.

    So, I hope to be posting more often now that I have heaps to talk about. New developments happening, learning new things, connecting with lots of people, and so on. Have a good night for now, friends in India. It's almost 4:20am, Thursday 15th October here.

    ©phoetryst_me


    #dawnwaker #school #college #university #dreams #spirits #ideas #agriculture

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  • waterman_junior 64w

    Somehow;
    Life's been fine.

    Away from the glory
    and the load of fortune
    Life's been okay.

    For whatever the gods utter;
    and for whatever the sanity
    which spirits administer;

    I thank the man
    who walked a lost way
    and has found a just semblance
    in the
    little happinesses.


    ©waterman_junior

  • angels_halo_shines 64w

    At A Glance

    Photographs, you can take one and bring back, a million memories. You can feel if one was happy, sad, angry or depressed. Sometimes, photographs reveal certain things portrayed as something they're not. I have been gifted to do so. Not sure if luck was on my side that day. It certainly does blow my mind, to this day. While others just see a picture, I can see ones entire being, and feelings at a glance.
    ©angels_halo_shines419

  • angels_halo_shines 67w

    Angel Kissed White Rose

    The white rose brings purity.
    Purifies wonders that can dwell.
    Farewells are said to purify,
    With a single white rose.
    A white roses can purify a room.
    Smelling like a fresh summer day.
    Dad he used to grow white roses.
    So beautiful and bright white.
    As if Angels kissed them.
    I think they did.
    White roses, the Angel kissed flower.
    It must be the secret to their perfection.
    ©angelshaloshines419

  • ciara1 68w

    The Abandoned House Up The Block

    Sitting there in wonder waiting on the bus in the dark night, 
    who were the people that lived here in this terrible sight?
    The house is empty and the windows are silled,
    the house is now at a stand still.
    They are all gone away,
    There is nothing more I can say.

    Through these broken glasses, and walls blow the dreary and sharp:
    They are all gone away,
    Nor is there no one today
    To speak to them about the good or bad:
    There is nothing more I can say.

    Why is then we go astray?
    I wonder where they stay,
    They are all gone away.

    Why do kids come here to play?
    For them has left this house is wasted skill:
    There is nothing more I can say.

    Pondering and asking my mother who was the people whom lived in that abandoned house a block away?

    Why are you sitting by an abandon house anyway?
    But when I always sit there, I pray.
    You better pray somewhere else before you get taken away.

    But mother, whose going to snatch a grown woman away if I stay?
    It doesn't matter if you are grown or a child's play,
    They go come and snatch you away.

    Whose coming to snatch me away?
    They say, that abandoned house a block away is cursed by spirits in everyway.

    I don't believe in spirits, and who is they?
    Our neighbor Tammy and some other neighborhood said.
    Well I don't believe in what other people say.

    Who did they say who lived in that place?
    They say, a man and a woman lived there and both was killed there.
    How were those poor people killed that stayed?
    They say, the man killed his wife and shot himself in the face.

    Were these people black folks who lived in that place they say?
    Yeah, and your uncle say, he sat there one time in the day, 
    And he felt something hard touch his back, he say, it felt something was trying to pull him in that place, 
    But as he turned around he did not see no one and he walked away.

    That abandoned house up the block has been boarded up 30 years til this day.

    Well that was why I thought I heard shrilling noises in that place,
    It was probably there spirits wandering around in the day.

    Seeing that house is ruined and decayed
        In the House up the Block
    They are all gone away, faded away, decayed away and  moved away to an evil space,
    There is nothing more I can say.


    ©ciara1