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Image source: You go to work. You do something meaningless there. You go out for drinks. It’s still empty inside. You go home with somebody. For a moment that pain stops. And the search to fill that void

Photo by Behzad Soleimanian on Unsplash Have the years Have all the years of discontent and disappointment Diminished Your love for me? Or is there still some left? Have my actions and inactions Caused

Image courtesy of www.astro.com This article is a prediction for the next solar year for the country of Estonia. When making this prediction, I used Solar return, profection, Solar arc. From various historical

Photo by Natalie Breeze on Unsplash There once was a flower It bloomed It had natural beauty It was admired by all Then the season started to change And the flower ended its bloom All the attention It

Photo by Lopez Robin on Unsplash The only reason some people are celebrities is that other people put them on a pedestal because of a skill they possess or because of looks. This is important for those

Photo by Joshua Gresham on Unsplash No one can see my struggle It would be too much trouble For others to see my struggle To walk alone, with no one in the huddle Then all of a sudden Want people to see

Photo by Artem Beliaikin on Unsplash In the midst of spiritual crisis (spiritual leaders turning out to be rapists and cult leaders, for example, = Bikram Yoga guy, Osho) and awakening on this planet,

Photo by Kuma Kum on Unsplash At this moment in time, most people are suffering from some sort of anxiety, negative thoughts, or some other type of emotional turmoil. This leads them in the direction of

Photo by Ilyuza Mingazova on Unsplash This is a story from a man who is very curious about sex and the female form. I'm a heterosexual man and these are my failures and observations with the female sexual

Photo by Umut YILMAN on Unsplash The first part of my life Was dedicated to destroying it I was high as a kite Flowing in the wind, out of sight Out of might One might Even go as far as To say I was dead

Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash Everything You ever do is tied to feeling something. It is Your desire to feel so intensely that is fueling Your every action or move. Grasp for the phone and social

Photo by nikko macaspac on Unsplash If in Your life You find Yourself in a situation that is not to Your liking. Or things are not how You want them to be. Then it is easy to go towards the path of judging

Photo by Alireza Attari on Unsplash Within us, there’s this place. This place usually comes from childhood. It’s often empty. Something missing. Very often this is the place where we were not seen. A painful

Photo by VisionSpace … on Unsplash The depth of each moment is decided by ourselves. The richness of our inner experiences deserves our attention once in a while. The glitz and glamour of the outside

Photo by Robin Benad on Unsplash Is there a desire? To get something? To get somewhere? To be somebody? Maybe life hasn’t taught You well Because You are already somebody Somewhere Does this ring a bell?

Photo by Timothy Eberly on Unsplash Potential trigger warning for this post. It might bring up difficult feelings and emotions, thoughts. My intention for this post is not to make anyone uncomfortable.

I started writing The Meaning Book in 2015, without knowing I was writing it. It was just something I enjoyed doing. The words came out, I was just there. It also helped me through a difficult time in

Photo by Tadeusz Lakota on Unsplash Each breath is an invitation to go deeper within Your being. Each moment is another request for You to open up to the miracle that is You. There needs to be no fuss

Photo by Ben M on Unsplash One of the biggest mistakes people make is when they have an understanding, or have come to an understanding, or have figured something out for themselves, they start judging

Photo by Iswanto Arif on Unsplash One of the biggest reasons a lot of the things in our society move or get attention is emptiness within humans. That emptiness has You reaching for that phone when You’re