Lost vibrations on a land of vibrations.

Carried forward, towards oceans’ unlimited. There is no patch worked border drawn on the ocean floors or mountain grounds where we play. The land and the sky, all connected as one.
Can we humans self organize like the forests or oceans, acknowledging the Universe’s contributions and respecting the coalitions? Untied from our human bondage that has us bound by fancy shining purses and luxury branded clothings?
All we are now, a mass hive…living cycles of repetitive mental states.

How does each human become aware of needing to be inwardly aware playing human in this massive game built by institutional mazes?

While we humans may be predictable in thought, this is only due to our life-styles—life-styles which leave massive amounts of humanity living such limited potentials in life. Careers, titles, degrees, brand names and play things…are these truly the heart’s thoughts it seeks to entertain? Are we humans meant to be only materially entertained? Churches, temples, ancient texts…man always pushing man’s story further back. Our-story, what will we leave in history’s texts?

Can we say that anyone is truly acting upon their will inwardly and outwardly with intention everyday? Jobs and tasks that are needed to operate the current living situations, still have fellow humans being drug to work by the leash leader called bills. Their careers not filled with humanity’s dreams, simply survive by playing the game and relax later by buying new things.

Dreaming of inter planetary living situations, and missiles that aim with global precision, but we can’t imagine a fairy tale image of a globe of humans working in coalition? Unleashed and unchained, free to bring to life the ideas and inner sparks that give each of us life. Only then are we in a state of awareness, ready for lessons with an empty heart slate and a clean mental state. Our jumping point where life-styles are recycled, orchestrating a global team of humans building solutions for the World, the Universal World, not simply our hues of man material world. Imagine all of us playing the easy game for diamonds and pearls, though our styles of living could match that which we know our heart is beating on us to choose. Great innovations and tales come from those, rich or poor, who have lived out their heart’s purpose. Those who have shifted the gaze of humanity across history are those who have worked in coalition with their inner purpose, connectors to that same energy which gives the heart its physical beat. Humans utilizing their intuition tools to operate the physical form—the form that lives out the thought of action. Can’t we imagine our collective of global humans, all seeking to inwardly know our species…finally shaping our styles of living to ones that praise what is precious and acknowledges all ways magic?

We are one with all, where all growth occurs.

To sit amongst the wisdom of giant trees and flowing creeks, it becomes obvious how effortlessly nature’s plants and minerals all work together in fluid motion. A breeze passes through, rain, storms, cold and hot…but no mourning when the forest loses one of its trees. A new cycle begins, life giving passes from death to rebirth. The fallen stones, once mountain sides and canyon walls, now slowly tumbling, smaller and smaller on it’s travels down the creeks and rivers. From the itty bitty colorful fungi colors popping out in the smallest sizes, to the canopies which protect the ground plants growing in all spaces, all of this magic is a part of our Earth’s living systems. Self organized, each species working in coalition with no waste. How is it we humans haven’t found our skills or tools that allow our species to grow like the forests?