Could one of my breaths today, Be my last? Contemplating this, Life stops moving so fast. And I'd rather live life, Aware of death on my...

Since I am you and you are me, Then everyone is the same, I see. The exact same Source is looking through, The eyes in me and the eyes in...

You shine bright, Not a complainer, A beacon of light, Not an energy-drainer. You inspire by being, Not by doing, Not by trying, Not by...

Who is aware when “I” see through my eyes, And not with them…who’s in them? And knows this is all a disguise. Who is aware when “I”...

There and then I’ll be happy, Here and now...what a bore. Yet this all feels familiar. Have I said that before? I put off happiness in...