Tag: soul

  • One Plant.

    One Plant.

    Plastic pot, real soul,
    Struggle in fluorescent purgatory,
    Bloom defies the gloom.

    Needs Nourishing

    You open the fridge. Same sad parade of limp celery and fluorescent cheese. Nothing that ever bloomed, nothing that ever fought for a scrap of sunlight. Pathetic. You’re surrounded by the walking dead of the grocery store, and you feel the same. A hollow husk shuffling through the fluorescent purgatory of your life.

    That’s why you need a plant. Not a plastic monstrosity gathering dust in the corner. A real one. Something scrabbling for life in a pot too small, with dirt drier than your dating prospects. It’s a metaphor, see? You gotta nurture that sucker, just like you gotta nurture the shrivelled husk you call a soul.

    Watering it becomes a ritual. A daily baptism by cold, hard reality. You can’t cheat it. You can’t drown it with neglect or smother it with love. It needs a balance, a tightrope walk between life and crispy death. Just like you.

    And then, maybe, just maybe, that crusty little constant pain in your side will reward you with a bloom. A defiant splash of colour in the beige wasteland of your existence. Proof that even in the most artificial environment, something beautiful can still struggle to exist.

    It’s a constant reminder: you’re not that different, you sad office drone. You wilt under fluorescent lights, crave nourishment, and dream of escaping your plastic pot. But with a little care, a little struggle, you too might just manage a pathetic bloom in the grand scheme of things.

    So go get yourself a plant, you desiccated excuse for humanity. Maybe watching it fight for life will inspire you to do the same. Or, at the very least, you’ll have something pretty to look at as you wither away.


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  • The sacred journey of the soul

    The sacred journey of the soul

    Once upon a time, in the vast realms of existence, there was a sacred journey undertaken by the soul. This journey began long before birth and extended far beyond the reaches of mortal life. It was a mysterious odyssey of self-discovery, purpose, and enlightenment.

    It’s in the air

    The soul, adorned in ethereal brilliance, resided in a realm of pure energy, connected to the cosmic fabric of the universe. In this celestial abode, the soul communed with ancient wisdom, basked in the radiance of divine love, and embraced the unity of all creation. But as the soul yearned for growth and transformation, it embarked on an extraordinary expedition.

    Guided by cosmic forces and guided by the whisperings of destiny, the soul descended into the material plane, crossing the threshold of existence. In this earthly realm, the soul was shrouded in the cloak of forgetfulness, concealing its divine nature and purpose. It arrived on the shores of life, incarnating into a physical vessel—a human body—to embark upon the sacred journey.

    The first stage of the soul’s expedition was infancy. The soul, like a budding flower, unfolded its essence, perceiving the world through innocent eyes. It experienced the touch of love, the warmth of nurturing, and the tender embrace of family. In this stage, the soul laid the foundation for its journey, imbibing the lessons of vulnerability, trust, and the power of connection.

    As the soul grew, it transitioned into childhood, where imagination reigned supreme. It danced with the unseen, communing with mystical beings and traversing hidden realms. Through play, the soul nurtured its creativity, curiosity, and sense of wonder, igniting the flames of its true potential. In this phase, the soul learned the art of dreaming and the boundless power of belief.

    Adolescence beckoned, ushering the soul into a period of self-discovery and self-expression. It navigated the stormy seas of emotions, grappling with identity, and questioning its place in the grand tapestry of existence. The soul tasted the bitterness of sorrow, the ecstasy of joy, and the intoxicating elixir of love. Through these trials, the soul unveiled the depths of its resilience, compassion, and the transformative nature of growth.

    With adulthood, the soul assumed the mantle of responsibility and purpose. It pursued its passions, strived for success, and contributed to the collective harmony. The soul wove its unique thread into the fabric of society, leaving indelible marks of its presence. It faced challenges, overcame obstacles, and discovered the immense power within. Through this phase, the soul uncovered its true potential and realized its capacity to make a meaningful impact.

    In the twilight years of life, the soul entered the stage of wisdom. It reflected upon the tapestry of experiences, integrating the lessons learned throughout its sacred journey. The soul embraced the impermanence of life, the inevitability of change, and the profundity of acceptance. It surrendered to the flow of existence, finding solace in the beauty of the present moment. In this phase, the soul glimpsed the eternal, transcending the boundaries of time and space.

    Finally, as the physical vessel neared its end, the soul prepared for its return to the realm from whence it came. It shed the mortal coil, freeing itself from the constraints of the physical world. The soul soared on the wings of liberation, ascending to higher planes of consciousness, merging with the divine essence of the universe once again.

    Thus, the sacred journey of the soul reached its culmination—an eternal dance between form and formlessness, birth and rebirth, limitation and boundlessness. It was a journey that spanned lifetimes, encapsulating the essence of the soul’s evolution and its eternal quest for unity.

    Her’s to the next life
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