her visions of life and of love were taken from the pages stored under her bed well read chapters on romance and passion lustful words taken as instructions on reality becoming a sacred text a holy book for her existence and behavior under the sheets and like all lies repeated belief becomes all that one sees
That is an incredibly powerful verse. What jumped out at me are these lines:
.”..and like
all
lies repeated
belief
becomes
all
that one
sees.”
Indeed what we start believing in colours our perspective and we start accepting all that which aligns with that belief as we ignore everything else which contradicts. Over time, what started off as an assumption becomes a fact for us and we start judging everything based on this.
The lines ”all lifes repeated————————one sees”. make a point.
Love those lines.
Interesting, insightful.
Who told you all that about me–well, the me I used to be? No matter, I got older and wiser.
“all
lies repeated
belief
becomes
all
that one
sees”
Oh yes.
That is an incredibly powerful verse. What jumped out at me are these lines:
.”..and like
all
lies repeated
belief
becomes
all
that one
sees.”
Indeed what we start believing in colours our perspective and we start accepting all that which aligns with that belief as we ignore everything else which contradicts. Over time, what started off as an assumption becomes a fact for us and we start judging everything based on this.
Shakti
Lies can become ones reality, but the truth lies always in the heart. Until the lies are unraveled, the pretense must continue.
poor soul. as long as she is happy… let us not break her reverie :)
your words here are so powerful.
Adore this so…your words, as always, are so enjoyable to partake in…grazie for sharing love! Hugs, Bells xx
“Instructions on reality”
me smirks
wickedly done, charles