flow through the day like tai chi
no thought no mind
no effort no time
separate ocean from sea
with all things, blend
enjoy good health
still thyself
move from within
keep silent and shout
rise sleep
laugh and weep
breath in breath out
cherish friends relish solitude
practice fasting enjoy food
be naughty be good
stand where nothing stood
withdraw give
die and live
by K.Osei
a morning whisper before i woke
a familiar voice, with love it spoke
in peace and stillness enter the day
let grace and gratitude lead the way
for each moment spawns the one that follows
the shapes of yesterday will form tomorrow
give your attention to the grandeur of now
and all that’s lost will soon be found
by K.Osei
a sound, a seed
a wave, a weed
a breath, a blink
a sliver of zinc
a pulse
a child
the thoughts we think
All things emerge from the sacred silence, within the absolute blackness there is light – life. Between everything there is space undivided, within that space lives the undecided, everything is complete. In this moment life is perfect. If not now – when. Joy and peace are extensions from within. One man chase the dreams of external things, the other takes pleasure within. An inhaled breath amid the chill of winter as the southern sun warms my face, on a clear noonday staring through an open window from above; I remember myself and why.
by K. Osei
nothing is wanted
because nothing is gained,
all that is,
is all that’s claimed;
that which is
the form of focus
is what appears
though never taught
formation’s causation
is resonating vibration
within a thought,
conception’s dawning
is ne’er retained,
and yet it is known
solely alone,
still a mystery it remains.
wholeness is an implicate order
cause and effect are one and the same
examine the messages inside the water
what is and isn’t has a common name
by K. Osei
Black is not darkness, but shadows of the light — it has never been subject to anything but itself. Its position is determined by its perception. It contains the full spectrum of life. In possessing self it posses its destiny, not by force but placid solitude. It’s origin is itself. power resides where it decides — and still, now is all. The work that needs doing to bring change is always carried out beneath. There is no external power greater than stillness. To change self is to change your world. History is littered with such. Energy confined is a part of mind, the cell is not a jail but where creation is defined. The outer world is a reflection from within. External stride is a fading tide. For even fame, belongs not to celebrity but the crowd. Like fickle fortune and shiny things, all must yield to the dark. You can never possess anything but self – seize that and all else will bowl to it.
by K. Osei
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