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Fixated Ideas
Buy NowWe deliberately place things, situations, people in our lives, in various slots, and we expect them to stay there. Not only do we not want them to move but we expect them to be docilely happy in the assigned position they occupy while residing with us. Not necessarily so. Life is not static nor are things and people supposed to remain in the same slot. After a while, stagnant dust will accumulate, immobility carves its damage while the rust of disinterest corrodes. People grow weary. With seasons of change, things, events and people, most especially, evolve. The facts do not refute: sexual energy converts to another form unlike what was initially present. Like the rain which turns to ice, the winter storms can not be prevented. We, as part of the cyclic spin, must be willing to accept potential, uncomfortable impeding movement (change), as it occurs, without interference/imposition. Banish entrenched ideas of continued bliss, forevermore. Patterns of familiar security and guaranteed involvement, {we have planted in our brain} bleed into the river of erroneous futility. Shatter the imposed boundaries. Move around expansively and encourage others to do the same. There is so much life giving freedom/beauty in the rearrangement of not serving as tyrannized wardens!
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Floral Night Serenade
Buy NowWe are constantly unfolding, never static. By the time we settle for one aspect in ourselves, it has transformed into something entirely different. Our soul is in constant motion seeking earth experience. We dance to the instinctive flowery rhythm that moves us in the singular direction we must go.
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Floral Smile
Buy NowWe KNOW how to be happy; we simply refuse to accept the sheer delight of our natural state of existence. We do not need anything from the outside to boost our natural exuberance. We are inherently endowed with an abundance of effervescent joy. Because we breathe, we live in utopia. Smiling enables us to celebrate the life we, sometimes, refuse to acknowledge. Nothing adds to or takes away from the inner serenity we embody. We are infinitely complete. We need not insult or demean our sacred unity by requiring a surplus of flattering input of chattering validation.
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Flower Jubilee
Buy NowAfter living under a personality’s fa�ade of depression, we come to the point where we must de-ass! When we finally release the burden of pretense, we gravitate to and express fully the deepest “having been repressed but now exposed ” layer of our artistic soul. Life blooms in spectacular grandeur with joy unspeakable and full of glory!
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For Now…
Buy NowHuman Prayer is exaggerated indulgence! Selfish and superficially gratifying. Everything else blissfully groans, moans, writhes, and begs ecclesiastically, sharing in divine celebrated ineffable recognition. Yet, we self-centered mortals have the audacity to plead for singled out recognized validated response. We seek for our needs and desires to be heard and considered as important. Prayer does not elicit nor warrant replies. Prayer demands surrender “making sacred’ every thought, word, deed and gesture we inconsistently make. Moreover, to include every event that transpires no matter perceived as good or bad! If we pray at all, we need pray for the removal of our gluttonous insistence to be seen as special. We need not pray for anything to be added or taken from our lives but merely to embrace and accept the sanctified unification of perfection already present: the sacred ubiquitous origin, middle and ever evolving end.
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Forced Release
Buy NowWe do what we can to hide the truth from ourselves. Why? Because we do not want to change our minds! We are so lazy and prefer to ride the donkey of unimpeded sloth to its gross demise. Disgusting. But, try as we will, the descent is ever present for a clearer observation. Understanding means to ‘stand under’ the matter. Getting another perspective involves shifting gears into a completely different mental framework. No one can hide from the essence of spectacular destiny contained within. Grotesque as some of the emerging images may be, they are none the less pertinent for the hour of decision. WE must eventually face what we refuse to see. Transformation blatantly happens of itself!
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Formal Introduction
Buy NowHello. Glad to make your acquaintance. I’ve been waiting to meet you for such a long long time.{almost too long; seems a little awkward, now}. But you know how it goes; you mean well but one thing leads to another and another… So many things always get in the way of our good intentions. I just felt like we needed a formal introduction, don”t you? Why let silly things like; ideas, assumptions,beliefs, habits, expectations, labels, and of, course; motivating desire for benefit ruin it for us? I just know we’re going to be really great friends(probably lasting a lifetime, or more) So, how has life been treating you? I’ve been good. Kids are fine, well and happy. Yours? It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to be so open with someone as receptive, caring ,interested, accepting and non-judgmental as you are. Refreshing. Well, I guess I’d better wrap it up for now. Take care.
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Fostering Fantasy Fun
Buy NowGiving personal attention to the fantasy side on our inner most being releases innocent, childlike, artistic expression. Possessing calculating thoughts beforehand interferes with the artistic output of any project. Laughing uproariously enables us to flow without conflicting boundaries and inordinate restrictions. Fear of appearing ridiculous creates the barrier that obstructs our natural flow. In order to explore the depths of unrealized passions, we must break through the tenacious confining restrictive modes of conditioned behavioral operative forces in our character which define, demonstrate and deliver an acceptable, identifiable ‘lust of result’ way to be. Forget about it. Blast open the portal of self restraint to reveal what is lurking just below the surface waiting to Live uninhibitedly!
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Fractured Memories
Buy NowWe all carry fractured, tenuous, distorted memories. We build our current lives upon the blurred, disproportionate remnants of their exaggerated meaning. A Sobering, Sad fact: the infested, subjective, content seems to loom larger as the years go by! We tend to place unwarranted importance in their all-consuming, infiltrating, themes. (whether that be in elevating or denigrating the incidents) In other words, it matters not whether the memories are composed of harmful substance or glorified material, they suck the very life out of us, now! At times, we obsess; turning the-subject in memory-over and over in our minds, stating how it could/should have worked out differently than it did. As long as we pay homage to the scenes, identifying and registering them as some sort of idolized statures of significance, we are not showing up for what has been assigned to/for/upon us in the present moment. Even the best Memories are disproportionately deranged; and, we slide, saturated by paralyzing emotional sensation, into the mud of yesterday with them.
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Get Out of My Mind
Buy NowMortals get fixated on things without ever understanding why. The impertinent reasons invented for the interest not only fall short of describing the sensation but pale in the hours of distress yearning for that which one does not really desire but are running on old tapes of yesterday.
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Gotta Secret sung by Bryan Cumming
$1.00 Add to cartWind-in slow tempo, change to surprise quick beat swing, slide guitar riffs
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Gracious Sensuality
Buy NowIf we should be so inclined and vested to embrace that which is flooding our senses continually, we would be infused with an inexplicable enormity of love that surpasses all human understanding. Simple, yet profound, undaunted, inexpressible ‘beauty and grace’ of sensual forms surround us. We could experience the untold erotic splendor if we were sensitively receptive and consciously aware of its sublime presence. Everywhere we look, we are enmeshed in the bountiful gifts of nature’s ineffable fantasy.
