There are those moments in life which are imprinted for eternity.

Scored into our memory, as if god wrote a symphony.

The love we reciprocated tattooed the universe with something of awe.

A fighting chance for life, a battle that will continue forever.

You may not know that what we share is so unique, so rare that money can’t buy it.

Something so genuine it can not be replicated or stolen.

Even if I die tomorrow I know that what we formed into existence, is ours to cherish.

So when we have a bad day, you may not realize our love is all we ever needed to be free.

Together we are the key.

Believe you me, I will always love you.

inkneverdies:

“The harder they hit us, the louder we become. Kind of like the skin on a drum”

— Micheal Franti (via inkneverdies)

It could take half your life to find your purpose, but once you do work doesn’t feel like work anymore. I believe we are meant to do much more then just pursue money. Finding that balance of living comfortably and doing what makes us happy is the hard part.

We all live in our own reality

Ultimately that is where our lives exist

Our perception dictates our path

Our intention is the guiding compass

Time is the illusion we use to gage energy

We work our lives, converting time into money

Yet spend it frivolously on what we think we want

This is the trap most will get stuck in

Freedom is when we start creating again

When we let our soul overflow into ink

When we dance to express our feelings

Freedom is breaking the chains 

Which hold us in the circle we created.

Free will is the key

greyhairedcanuck:

eroticimages:

so very true ..

And to friendships and lovers.

(via dreamingwitheyesopen)

Energy

You can’t steal energy from me
Trying to rearrange anger into love
Transform that anxiety into motivation
This is my happiness to share
Deep in the pits of my heart
Where darkness can’t reach
This is my equilibrium to live

It seems as though life is out of control
A small fire that started on an island
When intentions went sour
The water turned into gasoline

Everybody wants someone to fight for them
Nobody forgets where love stems from
The sum of pain and lessons equals happiness
Yet I still find bliss in emptiness…

Her energy is like no other
Pulsating like the heartbeat of the universe

I remember when the words would flow
As if there were an ocean in the soul
Endless energy glowing from within

Where do thoughts originate exactly 
At what moment do they become reality 
Where does the energy shift come from

If there is a source of infinity to tap into
Finding the tools to source what we need
Is really the true freedom, a new path

Haven’t been on tumblr in a minute! I wonder who actually remembers me, or follows this blog? o_O