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  • I Believe

    I Believe

    I believe in freedom,
    the birthright of every soul,
    to wander, to wonder,
    and to seek the uncharted paths of life.

    I believe in curiosity,
    the spark of our divinity,
    calling us to explore the magnificent glory
    of existence, without fear or limit.

    I believe in democracy,
    the song of many voices,
    harmonizing in a chorus of respect,
    compassion, and shared purpose.

    I believe in connection,
    the sacred bond that weaves hearts together,
    where each soul uplifts the other,
    and no one is left unseen.

    I believe in capitalism with a conscience,
    where purpose and profit dance as partners,
    creating not only wealth
    but a world of dignity and hope.

    I believe in work that heals,
    in businesses that serve,
    and in success that nourishes both
    the heart and the hands that built it.

    I believe in stories,
    the lifeblood of humanity.
    Through them, we remember, we dream,
    and we understand our place in the infinite.

    I believe in courage,
    the quiet strength to stand when others sit,
    to speak when silence weighs heavy,
    and to love when hate surrounds.

    I believe in the power of one
    to inspire the many,
    and the power of the many
    to lift the one.

    I believe in the light
    within every heart,
    a spark so small it may seem invisible,
    yet strong enough to illuminate the darkest night.

    I believe in hands held out in kindness,
    in the strength of an embrace that says,
    “You are not alone,”
    and in the quiet comfort of simply being seen.

    I believe in dreams
    whispered into the stars,
    carried by the winds of hope,
    and returned to us as the gentle reminder
    that all things are possible.

    I believe in the beauty of imperfection,
    in the scars that tell our stories,
    and in the resilience that rises
    from the ashes of our pain.

    I believe in the laughter of children,
    the wisdom of elders,
    and the unbroken thread that connects us allβ€”
    woven through love,
    through memory, through the eternal now.

    I believe in second chances,
    in the power of redemption,
    and in the boundless grace
    that lets us begin again,
    no matter how far we have strayed.

    I believe in a world
    where no one is forgotten,
    where every voice matters,
    and where every person
    is a vital part of the whole,
    like stars in the night sky.

    I believe in the quiet heroes,
    the ones who change the world
    not with grand gestures
    but with steady, unshakable love.

    I believe in the mornings yet to come,
    in the sunlight that will warm our faces,
    and in the gentle truth
    that even the longest winters give way to spring.

    I believe in us.
    In our capacity
    to create beauty out of chaos,
    to find each other in the void,
    and to walk hand in hand
    toward a brighter tomorrow.

    I believe,
    with every beat of my heart,
    that we belong.
    That we are here for a reason.
    That together,
    we can be the light we long to see.

    I believe in you,
    in me, and in us,
    for together,
    we can shape a world
    where freedom reigns,
    justice thrives, and purpose leads the way.

    I believe.

    And if you’ve ever doubted it,
    let me remind you now:
    You are part of this story.
    You are enough.
    You are loved.

    This is our time
    to hope,
    to heal,
    and to believeβ€”
    together.

    Filed under: πŸœƒ Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • I Wish

    I Wish

    I wish for you
    A life lived being aware of blessings,
    In each day’s breakfast
    With sunlight piercing your eyes.

    I wish for you
    Nights that hug you,
    With the moon giving a gentle smile
    In your sleep.

    I wish
    For love to take over
    The daily routines made by you,
    While humility stands as an echo to your works.

    May you stand happy,
    Your own light shining from within you!
    May there be no shadow on your face!

    I wish for you
    Smiles that litter your day with sunshine,
    With laughter as blended hours,
    Wisdom and ascent.

    I wish
    That your challenges be stepping stones,
    Every struggle a tutor
    Guiding you towards a higher apex.

    I wish
    You moments full of inspiration,
    Warmth, affection, and joviality.

    I wish
    Love for you
    That is very rich, deep, and genuine.

    I wish
    For your heart to be like a shrine,
    Where sympathy thrives
    And forgiveness flows gently like a stream.

    And
    As I spread
    This love with you
    Within that divine space
    Where love makes do
    And becomes us,

    I wish for you
    A spirit that knows not fear,
    Unencumbered by negative thoughts,
    But rather grasping life’s great adventure.

    I wish
    All your wishes come true.

    Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.

  • Color the Magic

    Color the Magic

    The sky above
    Griffith Park is
    Black and white,
    A canvas primed.

    Ancient light,
    Millions of years old,
    Dances gracefully
    On a black surface
    Of the universe.
    Painting the seasons
    With cosmic hues.

    Stars holding hands,
    Singing so brightly.
    I climb the hill,
    Bathed in the glow
    Of the moon’s gentle smile.

    And I watch the trees
    Breathe. Inhale,
    Exhale.

    Leaves chatting
    Each other up.
    Colorful threads,
    Connect the leaves,
    To the sky’s light.

    Connect the leaves,
    To the forest,
    And all of its life.
    Connect the leaves
    To me.

    A surrender
    In wonder.

    Colorful threads,
    Love.

    Revealed.

    In every breath,
    In every beam.

    Filed under: πŸœƒ Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • Let There Be Light

    Let There Be Light

    Light comes in,
    And shadows go away,
    Not vanquished,
    But veiled.

    As with concealed memories
    Waiting out there at the edge
    Of consciousness.
    Darkness makes its spooky mark,
    A palimpsest on the fabric of space.

    Yet light could obliterate,
    However,
    The trace remains,
    A black relief.

    As brightness increases,
    Shadows disappear.
    Our form appears to rise, unraveled.
    The more luminous we become,
    The lighter we weigh,
    Through light’s caress matter ends.

    In this equilibrium
    Between seen and unseen,
    Light wipes off what is hidden beneath it.
    But then,
    There is a trick you can do with your fingers:
    Press it.

    Make it brighter
    Or darker, that’s up to you
    The decision is yours
    But it’s something that’s not often known.
    In warm bright or cold dark contact
    Your core discovers how to go down or stay up.

    Filed under: πŸœƒ Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • The Atemporal Door

    The Atemporal Door

    There is one way,
    To slip past time’s relentless hold.
    Through light’s dimension,
    We may attain an existence outside time.

    Untangled from all events’ chains,
    That bind us to before-and-after pains,
    Touching light speed is
    The liberating grace we dwell on.

    An opening through which our souls could pass,
    To break free of temporality’s grasp,
    And bask in the eternity.

    Filed under: πŸœƒ Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • Diadem of Self

    Diadem of Self

    Sun kisses my eyelids,
    I am awake.

    Gratitude a marching beat,
    In my chest.
    The simple beauty,
    Is everywhere.

    Love breathes into
    The tasks I meet,
    A soft warmth
    In every step.

    Humility paves the way,
    Humble thoughts guide me,
    In the choices I make,
    Deep inside.

    Each day reveals,
    A precious stone.
    From laughs
    To wise thoughts,

    With clear eyes,
    I see the world,
    My own reflection,
    A diadem.

    Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.

  • The Gardener’s Song

    The Gardener’s Song

    In the soft glow of evening sun,
    Grandpa whispers a tale just begun.
    His life’s experiences echoes,
    Lyrics of lessons, stories told.

    Truth dances in each moment’s breath,
    Reality, our collective quest.
    We shape the world with dreams and deeds,
    In unity, we plant the seeds.

    Seven steps to heaven we climb:
    Awareness, Kindness, Knowledge prime,
    Understanding, Love, and then
    Wisdom, Oneness without end.

    We are the gardeners of light,
    Tending life from day to night.
    Not fruit alone, but roots we seek,
    In silence, let the heart speak.

    Your attention creates your world,
    Choose wisely where your thoughts are aimed.
    For what you think of,
    Multiplies in the canvas of your skies.

    Life’s not hours, but who we’re with,
    Each moment a precious gift.
    We’re songs with highs and lows linked,
    Captain of our journey, unconfined.

    Friction sparks the light within,
    Be gentle as your tales begin.
    You’re the story, music, and art,
    Imagination sets you apart.

    In every face, a mirror gleams,
    Fragments of our shared dreams.
    We’re co-creators in this symphony,
    Bound by love, not circumstance.

    Like trees, we root and reach for sun,
    In giving, our strength has begun.
    Live fully, don’t just survive,
    In connection, we truly thrive.

    In the quiet of the night,
    Stars twinkle with infinite light.
    Your voice, a brushstroke on life’s art,
    You paint wonders from your heart.

    Speak your truth, sing your song,
    In the narrative’ miracles, you belong.
    The pen is yours, the stage is set,
    Write your story without regret.

    Filed under: πŸœ‚ Other – reflecting on connection, relationships, and the spaces between souls.

  • Luminous Wisdom

    Luminous Wisdom

    When light bursts out,
    night runs away.
    Light wins, erases dark,
    But in shadows, memories stay.
    Marks where dark lived,
    Not gone, just deeper.

    The bright may show
    Where night’s veil once was,
    Walking prints left
    Before being undone.
    As brighter truth shines in, open,
    Less stuff is held in this world’s traps.

    You control the switch
    That lets light’s grace shine,
    When dark creeps back
    With its hidden fears,
    Only a watchful soul can guard
    The small sun that’s near.

    Night hides not just
    What we can’t see,
    But covers the self in shadow,
    Doubting what’s real.
    Turn light inside to
    Light up dark rooms,
    Clearing the dust that blinded
    With its gloom.

    Always changing like sun and moon
    Are the lights and shades.
    What brightness showed
    Must sometimes in night fade,
    As new dawns of light
    Break through with their rays,
    From night’s deep paths,
    Heaven’s secret ways.

    Look too long at suns
    And blind your eyes.
    Through dark you might find
    The balance that brings clear sight.
    Not just chasing any light,
    But watching where its power lies,
    Lest it burns to dead ends,
    Its force drained and dry.

    In cycles of shadow and shine,
    We walk our souls’ ground,
    Each light a step
    On wisdom’s twisting road.
    Hold both light and dark,
    For in their dance we grow,
    Opening old truths
    In the rise and fall.

    Filed under: πŸœƒ Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.

  • An Invite

    An Invite

    The pages turn,
    The lessons learned.
    Yesterday’s story,
    In shadows blurred.

    Here and now,
    A sacred vow.
    No echoes of the past,
    Only blessings cast.

    A dance in time,
    A rhythm sublime.
    Journey to the start,
    A compassionate heart.

    From fractures deep,
    New love will seep.
    The universe’s art,
    Love notes to impart.

    Whispers below,
    Stars’ radiant glow.
    Dreams turned real,
    Wishes heal.

    To give is to gain,
    A life’s gentle rain.
    Gifts we bestow,
    A river’s flow.

    A cycle spins,
    Where life begins.
    Endings and new,
    Horizons in view.

    Life’s tender touch,
    Curiosity as such.
    Questions arise,
    Truth in our eyes.

    Vibrations thrum,
    Curiosity hum.
    A dance of creation,
    Life’s grand narration.

    Meaning or delight,
    In the heart’s light.
    Faith’s gentle grace,
    Lessons we embrace.

    A journey’s quest,
    In choices blessed.
    Each path we tread,
    A truth ahead.

    Invisible strings,
    Connected beings.
    A world anew,
    Love pure and true.

    Beyond the pane,
    Open hearts gain.
    No need for disguise,
    Inviting, open skies.

    Home’s embrace,
    Love’s gentle grace.
    A welcome bright,
    In shared light.

    Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.