Blud's Blog Bruv

Regret  The deep eyes that become a gateway showing her,  Pure soul, Gentle smile that provided respite from your worries; her, Laughter around that squealed around you in delight not afraid to show her true self, That beautiful curly hair she rushes to straighten and her personality that, Cures you- yet you remain silent, you never talked to her- never confessed to her but she will, not to you because you were too "shy" too "scared" of rejection, and waiting for a better time but remember this- the grave,  is filled with people thinking they had one more day so just, do it because tomorrow is not promised and the pain of regret, is worse than the pain of rejection, Walking through the thorns will be worth it when it will lead you to a garden of roses BREAK the deep eyes become a gateway— showing her, pure soul, Gentle smile a moment of rest, a breath, her— Laughter that squeals around you, a sound unafraid to be whole, (to be seen) That beautiful, curly hair she ru...

 A plane of thinking where we temporarily let go of our selfish mindset and stop thinking about ourself for some time. It's a time when we focus on the world around us: the benevolence and the malice, the joys and sorrows, and the benign and harmful natures of our world. I too have entered a brief state of higher consciousness where I've experienced this. It happens to me when my body is in a tired cozy state if you get what I mean. It happens when I come back from a muay thai/jiu-jutsu session coupled with a nice chill shower. And after I start the Isha salah, the last prayer of the day, that's when I enter that state. The relaxation with me focused on the prayer rather than myself, gets my mind off of my life and onto the world. Life wouldn't seem as bad when the cool wind gently tickled my face and I would think "at least I'm not homeless and can enjoy this wind". I would feel a mix of gratitude and sadness when I thought of the oppression the people of...