#spirits

165 posts
  • angels_halo_shines 1w

    Surrender to the Unknown

    The days just float by. Not sure what to say or think. Our DNA is not wired for death. No matter if you knew, eventually the time would come. The inevitable outcome. Sickness, cancer, dialysis & consistency of pain.

    ~ ~

    I can admit, I didn’t want to accept it. That’s the whole truth. I didn’t want to talk about it, even though it needed to be. I just didn’t want to think about it. I couldn’t. As tears stream down my face, I know that it’s the cycle of life.
    As I look back on all the great times we had, I realize how much you did love me. And the kids & I did mean the world to you. As you said many times.

    ~ ~

    I wish I had an answer as too why you suffered as much as you did. Nobody can deny that you were the strongest woman we know. We all learned from that alone. Through your pain, I felt your strength. Teaching us that no matter what is next, you just have to take the good with the bad.

    ~ ~

    Jason has held true to his word. As have I, showing you we have learned through you. Your willingness to fight as hard as you had to, our weaknesses don’t compare to yours.
    I shed tears, I know acceptance of the truth that I still have in my mind to deny. Denial of it all like a big bad nightmare. That haunts me & maybe it will until I can say to myself I admit & surrender to the unknown. The life that must go on without you here. The lifetime that is not the same now. For anyone. I love you mom. Fly high my Angel, be free. Always know that we are watching for signs from you everyday. I just miss you so very much.
    ©angels_halo_shines

  • akshay_vasu 3w

    There existed the spirits of the bridges that she had built once. Every time she stood there, even though she couldn't walk on those bridges anymore, that place reminded her of the bridges that she had built once before with all the love she had in her heart.

    - Akshay Vasu

  • angels_halo_shines 3w

    Ironically

    I ponder on my thoughts on a daily basis. Not knowing if my mind is speaking to me through spirit. My mind is noisy. Never waiting for me to understand. I mean, maybe it’s supposed to be that way. I’m not one to be sorting it out. I mean it’s my mind & all, I don’t know where to start. That is beyond my abilities, out of reach. Nothing is out of reach if you want to learn bad enough. Maybe for a little while I can find a quiet place, quiet my mind, see what happens. Got to do what works for you is all. I’m scared, not scared of much. Just scared of the innermost haunting memories just wanting to rise to the surface. Ironically enough, “it will all unfold Halo, all in time. It will unfold. “The universe has plans, for me, for you. Trust your instincts, trust your mind, if it’s clear, it can’t steer you in the wrong direction. Or won’t steer you in the wrong direction. Trust in yourself. Even in the roughest of times. You got this Halo. Yes, yes I do.
    Just need some configuration is all. That’s what I do best, configurations.
    ©angels_halo_shines

  • angels_halo_shines 3w

    I have written my thoughts on sensitive matters. Which are not up for ANY debates. I will not argue. I will not tolerate any judgement you would pass upon me. I will simply block you. These are my thoughts & I am free to express myself as I wish. Thank you!

    #empath #empathmind #ceesreposts #spirit #spiritual #spirits #thoughts

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    Not Up For Debate

    And then she was taken, before we could say goodbye. Taken to a better place, to heal herself. Taken to see the cycle of life from within. The authenticity of life hereafter. Some will say it doesn’t exist, I will argue it does. I have seen it. I have been there & was pushed back down. I am here to tell you there is a heaven. And they say there are 2 places to go when you die. I don’t agree. I say you go to heaven. And this life we live, everyday with monsters we walk down the street with. They flash a half smile, diminutive at that. Thinking to themselves, no one knows just how evil they are. Wishful thinking. They say if you commit suicide, automatic it’s written in stone, you’re going to Hell. No. No you’re not. I have came in contact with the other side, one particular that did commit suicide. He hung himself. He comes through to me. He comes through to his parents, to other family members. I am not here to say suicide is a manner of death which is good because it isn’t. By any means it is NOT. I fight suicidal thoughts almost daily now. The struggle is so real, it’s a damn demonic force so deep in my soul. Maybe it’s meant for me to take my own life. I choose to fight it, with all I have. I fight it. I have to. I will win the battle. It’s mind over mind. My mind. My thoughts. My life here it’s limited. As is yours. Don’t think it isn’t. And to each their own, you may or may not believe what I do. I am not here to change your mind. I am not here to judge. I am expressing my thoughts as I have to have a thought process to overcome all I feel. On a daily basis. It’s daily, not weekly not monthly. I feel this every second, every minute. Count it up. Not fun. I have to endure all in store for me here. In this lifetime, to fully understand life hereafter. No one can save us. It’s said we can save ourselves, but really? Can we? I think personally it’s too much on our own. Too much pressure. To those that left before me, I love all of you. You are all missed dearly. My heart, it aches for many that have left before me. But, that is God’s plan. That’s what was written for me. What’s written for all of us, is unique & only for us. There is no trading. You have one single life. In the shoes you walk in now. The soles of your feet, only here 1 time. And the higher power, the way I see it & feel it, are making it harder each day. It’s a daily struggle for everyone here. Even for the millionaire you think they have it so easy. They don’t. They still are human, they endure death. They endure hurt & pain. They endure addiction. They may endure more than the poor. We will never really know. We are just us, walking through this lifetime the best we can. The best way we know how. Hoping to find comfort in the days of pain & frustrating times. In the end, we will all be buried. We will be cremated. In the end there are no comparable outcomes. We are all created equal. I am no better than you. You no better than I. You can think however you wish. You decide what’s best for you. In the end, that’s what matters.
    ©angels_halo_shines

  • mmbftd 6w

    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 6w

    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 17w

    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 18w

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  • james_taumas 24w

    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 37w

    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 37w

    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 38w

    ♒️ #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.

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    #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 38w

    ♒️ #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.

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    #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 45w

    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 45w

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

  • amoghavarsha 51w

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

  • moya_lyubov 52w

    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 53w

    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 58w

    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 60w

    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


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    ©phoetryst_me