An unconscious mind is devoid of imagination.
You remove all its inhibitions.
All its limitations.
Get rid of the should.
Toss out the cant's
86 the supposed to's.
Dial back on the logic.
Cut back on the reasoning.
Load up on possibility.
Take a double helping of ingenuity.
Don't stifle it.
Let it roam free.
After you've removed all the blockages let what is is and let what may be be.
Then take deep breath and bask in your creativity
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HLH© 1/24/2020
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Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Friday, January 24, 2020
Monday, March 5, 2012
Ascend?
I’m just sitting here cherishing the sunshine
All the while anticipating the rain
Running from loss
Chasing the gain
Showing my strength and pride
Masking my pain
Holden of for dear life trying not go insane.
My thoughts trail off in dew like vapor.
If tranquility is steel.
Then anguish must be paper.
So what to do?
Embrace it or run from it?
It’s not here yet
I’ll think nothing more of it.
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Tuesday, November 23, 2010
The art of me
Today I’m off to a fresh start.
I’m leaving tomorrow behind and working on my futures art.
I’m dipping my brush and pushing my pen.
I’m not worried about past blotches nor blunders.
I’m not concentrating on the clocks’ ticking thunder.
I’m creating.
I’m just flowing not debating.
No hang-ups or frowns.
No new cases of the get me downs.
What am I making you ask?
I’ll tell you when I know.
Right now. I'm just enjoying the task.
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I’m leaving tomorrow behind and working on my futures art.
I’m dipping my brush and pushing my pen.
I’m not worried about past blotches nor blunders.
I’m not concentrating on the clocks’ ticking thunder.
I’m creating.
I’m just flowing not debating.
No hang-ups or frowns.
No new cases of the get me downs.
What am I making you ask?
I’ll tell you when I know.
Right now. I'm just enjoying the task.
copyright 11/23/10 HLH
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Resolve
I paid my dues and earned my place.
I poured salt in my wounds and used blood to wash my face.
I iced my veins to freeze out all taunts
I muffled the sound of my needs and trampled the growth sprits of my wants and desire's
I forged myself in pain's fire
In hopes of reaching and transcending beyond triumph's spire.
Here I stand.
Rolled in ash.
Dipped in fire.
Sharpened to perfection and ready to smite all of life's liars.
Balanced
Keen
Razor sharp.
Impassive.
New foresight and highly evolved.
I'm now cold and calculating.
Free flowing yet impassive.
Impossible to solve.
I've achieved oneness.
I have found a new resolve.
copyright 10/27/10 HLH
copyright 10/27/10 HLH
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Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Selfless protector
I stand with no fear.
My mind is free from doubt.
My choice... the warrior's route.
My weapon is truth.
My armor is love.
My pride flows endlessly like the sea.
My longing in life is to be free.
To not be tied down by burden or worry.
To be able to take my time without having to rush or worry.
To protect everyone from life's furry.
To sooth the weary.
To comfort the teary.
To accomplish all my goals and live out all my dreams.
To have harmony in my life before I leave this place.
The trumpet has sounded and the battle is through.
My family.
Although I am no longer here I will eternally continue to fight for you.
copyright 10/20/10 HLH
Why Brotha?
Why brotha do you swear so much?/
Why brotha are you quick to anger and even quicker to mistrust?/
Why do speak to your tender flower like a whore?
Why do you think openly expressing your emotions are gay?/
How come when your burden down with problems you turn to the bottle instread of pray?/
Why brotha do you blame the white man for all your short comings in life?/
Why do feel you must kill another to earn your stripes?/
Why is it that you have the craving to sleep with any woman you can find; yet are not truly content until you have bedded mine?/
Why educated brotha do you call me a thug?/
Why older brotha won't you show your younger brotha love?/
Why brotha are you so brazen, so arrogant, so bold?
Why brotha do you lack a zest for life?
Why brotha are you so damn cold?
copyright 10/20/10 HLH
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