Stomp the Ground (The Ego)

A pedestal undeserving

Covers to boost

Sheathing of a long-running issue

Blades replaced by ideas

Knowledge for vanity’s sake

Poor man, rich amounts of stupidity

Conversions to rich man, poor ego

Success lies in the follower of infinity

Never can settle, land ship

Many worlds’ possibilities

Putrid drippings of lust

To know and not know

To think and to overthink

Lost in the brain

Pockets in a small portion of cerebral crevices

Instigations from an inadequate sense of being belonging

Rules to smack the sense onto the eyelid

A closed third eye that exist beyond an ideal

Activity, kinetic energy, implosion divisive

Misdirected sexual energies

For manipulative, oppressing exploits

Foundation crumbly as stale cake

High quality ingredients

Low quality education

On how to properly prepare

Follow instructions

Universal commandments

Not on your demands

© 2014

— E as Poetlove Water

We Need All, Receiving “But, A Portion”

But, A Portion

Smelling the soil
Hearing voices

Running fingers
Impurifying decision

Absent 72
Minerals

In body
In the Earth

Depletion reveals
Low mental output
Medium creative products
High amounts of blah

ADD, PTSD, ADHD
Diabetes, “AIDS”, Cancer
Blanketed determination of a hollow death
To the psyche, soul

Inept is soil
Believe the voices

Idling fingers
Hopes purifying

Present 99
Problems

In heart
Of the stomach

(c) 2014
–E as Poetlove Water

Time of Changes

The progression of time, or the illusion thereof, never ceases to amaze me.  From having a great day to the next day being perceived as horrible, it seems to never stop.  In observation of persons who practice complacency, I conclude that complacency equates to temporary comfort.  Life can be tough.  The inception to transition can be confusing.

– When a baby is born, there is lots of love, adoration, affection, smiles, hugs and kisses freely given.

– When the baby becomes an adult, there is lots of disrespect, unreal expectations, judgment and insults freely given.

When did the time of change come?  How can humanity go from freely loving to freely hating with no remorse or conscientiousness?  It is baffling how time brings changes.  Because of this deviant behaviour, many people enter into adulthood with a weak, faltering foundation.  Sure…it is easy to hide behind university degrees, careers, a perceived attractive exterior and a variety of other defense mechanisms.  But, who loses in the end?

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Due to the nature of my being, I have counseled hundreds (if not, thousands) of people throughout the times.  Most of the people were positioned pretty well in their respective careers/life paths (or, as I like to say, their “genre of life”).  But, behind the veil of considerable income, self-assurance, confidence and competence, lies a spirit that has balled up in the corner awaiting the okay to emerge.  Measures of healing and reassurance are the only tools to bring an adult to the safe space experienced as an infant child.

The deals we make with ourselves and others only provide temporary distraction to lack of internal/eternal security.  The shift of reception of consistent positive vibrations to consistent negative vibrations is traumatic.  One can deny.  The psyche, the emotional well and the memory bank will remind you.  Our beings talk to us all of the time.  It speaks of the surplus, deficiency, balance and imbalances.  Furthermore, there are degrees of indicators from ‘mild warning’ to ‘immediate action required’.  Being balled in the corner reduces one’s ability to hear the internal voice loudly and clearly.

I would like to challenge the followers of Easpoet’s Blog to become mindful of their experience(s) from the perspective of receptor and sponsor of positive/negative vibrations.  As you reminisce, take yourself into the darkest, lightest—most honest places of the experiences.  This is the only way to determine how deeply you were affected and the functioning level of your willpower.

Relive the days of the beginning as an infant in adulthood!

Demand the cosmos and ancestors show you the road of eternal bliss!