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Miracles…

                               by: Aliana Alani ©2016

 Today I pray for miracles.Digital Camera

Miracles for this world, for you, and me. Miracles that can turn the tide of being, here and now.

Whether for good health or well-being, for money midst dire or stressful situations, or for a caring voice during the passing of what has been or who has been with you. I pray for miracles.

I pray for the miracle of a shining light – the light that comes from that deep space within, the Eternal flame of who we truly are. I pray for this light to miraculously illuminate the path we now walk, no matter who we are or where we are, that we may see beyond the confusion and the folly that spins like a tempest upon the seas of our world, and find the courage to walk a path of love and understanding instead.

I pray for the miracle of love – divine and everlasting – to attend us all today; to unblock a frightened heart, heal a wounded soul, and mend a fractured mind.

I pray for miracles – that we may have eyes to see and ears to hear – that, miraculously, we might turn and realize what many who seldom walk this world have always known – that here sits a bit of heaven – a garden of love – a world of plenty and of light. I pray for the miracle of that knowing, and the audacity to live its truth.

I pray for miracles. I pray for love.

 

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And now for something different…

I usually don’t post other people’s work on this site. In fact I think I’ve only done it once before. But recently this poem came my way, having been written by a friend. Created in the midst of yet another migraine, it is intense, raw; the word ‘visceral’ comes to mind. However, it is also, to me, incredibly well-written so I offer it to you.

The author’s name is Jorge A. S. Pereira. If you want to make contact with him, he can be reached at – poetofeverydaytruth at gmail.com

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by: Jorge A. S. Pereira ©2015

I
whopperofaheadache
no
amigraine
afuckinmigraine
again
throbbingpounding
cantbelieveitheadache
likeahammeronacoconut
shellabouttocrackandsplit
notagainmigraine
likebraininironcage
tossedandbangedaround
stuckandcantgetout
fuckincagedinpain
itsadevilinsidethehead
takingpillsforit
aroundtheclock
likenursing
no
likenursingno
appeasingrelentlessmonster
yamonsterofmigraine
sotiredoflivingwithmigraine
thatgotamakeyouold
thataloneagesandcrumbles
andthatsnotenough
thisfuckinmigraine
nonono
othehearthastojoinin
acheslikehelltoo
beatskipsandspeeds
goesallerratic
othepain
thepainofsuddenstabbing
thepainoflongneedle
reallylongneedle
slowlyinjectedandgoingin
fuckindeepgoingin

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cantbelieveitmigraine
cantbelieveitheartache
allatonceonegiganticpain
everymomentfeelsproblematic
yanotagain
itslikeaninvaderinthehome
yourfuckinhome
onceinman
youcantgethimoutquickly
nosir
hetakeshissweettime
youkeepproddinghimgently
notupsethimyousee
hopinghefuckinleavessoon
itsnevertoosoon
forthecagedbrain
screaminginpain
heck
forthecagedmindeven
maybeonlyonecurethen
tositinthequietlandscape
yathelandscapeofsolitude
intotaldarkness
orsomedimlighting
thatsright
thetypeofdarknessandlighting
ofalunarnight
waydeepinthecountryside
likeyoualone
inthemiddleoftheuniverse
thatsright
justalone
somewherealone
inaveryquietuniverse
justenoughlighttoseewhereiamgoing
shit
justtoseewhereiam
forthisfaintheart
thisficklemind
onlythesimplegentlepleasures
nottoofastnottoosudden

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evenslowandgentle
fuckincrazy
evenslowandgentle
canbetoomuch
thatshowcrazy
amistrongtojustbehere
orplainstupidtotolerate
theseraspymomentsthatgrate
soiamhere
withawhopperofamigraine
arattledbrain
hopingforrelief
soonisverygood
hopingforlongmomentstobebrief
nothereyet
couldlastaweekibet
likemanytimesbefore
thesedevilsknockingonmydoor
soidancewiththefuckininvader
dancewiththefuckinmonster
strangehowthebodyfeelslikeatraitor
strangehowyoufeelpossessedbyyourownmind
whatatriplifeis
peaceofmindwouldbegood
butawisegurutoldthatsinsane
youeitherhavepeace
youeitherhavemind
youcannothavethemtogether
youhavetodecidewhichofthetwo
yawhatatriplifeis

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soisithere
multiplepainandall
draggingtobewell
likeanangelthatsufferedafall
seekingtogazeonasaintlyface
tofeelwrappedbyholiness
theholinessofnature
thatsanctityofnature
naturethatsthefaceofthegoddess
thesmilinggoddess
thatsright
iseekhertouchandpresence
todrowninherembraceandsolace
thereimayfeelabitofmyessence

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fuck
whoknowsanyway
thewholefuckinworldisdelusional
everythinginitisdelusional
andthatmeansmeandeverybeing
sowhatthen
sowhatnow
fuckinnothing
trytothinknothing
trytodonothing
justfuckinsitandsit
andletthestormpassby
thatsright
waitandwaitandwait
maybeiamdoingjustfine
amstillhereaminot
wellthatswhereeverythingstartsandends
thatgotabesomething
right
here
now
whatelsebuthereandnow