"One Without a Second"
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I need to let go of the one I think I am.
She’s a beautifully made-up story.
But still, she’s just a story.
From "One Without a Second"
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Love hits me like a hurricane,
without any warning.
A sudden feeling of happiness trying to leave my body,
leaving to be free,
to be free to move around as a bird in the sky.
Love has been caged inside this body for so long,
it has forgotten how to sing.
What is a bird if it can’t sing?
Love is happy and free,
never to be caged again.
From "One Without a Second"
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Here I am, appearing as the sound of a bird.
Here I am, as the wind,
moving through the grass.
Here I am.
Love is hiding inside me,
but what is me?
There is no inside and no outside.
Love takes control of this body,
makes it move through space and time.
Love listens to the story of my past,
and me believes it’s true,
but no stories are the truth.
The truth is I,
I am is the truth.
Here I am.
Take away what is not true,
and left is only I.
No past, no future, just I.
Here I am, appearing as a tree,
disappearing as me.
Here I am.
I can hear a distant whisper,
a whisper beyond time.
It whispers not to the mind,
but to itself.
I listen and think I know what it’s saying,
but I’m just in the way.
Listen, be silent, don’t think.
It speaks not to the mind,
but to the silence itself.
The silence that I am.
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| Angel of Music by Nanne Nyander |
Listen, can you hear the music?
The music's inside my body,
every particle is full of music.
I can sense it vibrating throughout my entire being.
Now it’s outside my body, can you hear it?
I’m music, I’m vibrating,
The music of the universe,
is me.
- Nanne Nyander
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Fleeting memories moving away from me,
will they come back?
If they do come back,
will they be the same,
or have they changed without me noticing?
- Nanne Nyander
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Empty world, empty words.
Everyone is talking, but no one is listening.
- "Out of the Labyrinth"
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Slow down,
I can’t see what I’m thinking.
It’s probably something brilliant.
It’s like a massive jigsaw puzzle.
All the pieces, thrown up in the air,
some pieces upside down
and some pieces the right side up,
showing me fragments of this brilliancy,
but I can’t make out the whole picture.
I can sense it’s something magnificent.
I can feel it.
One day soon, I will put it all together,
then,
then I will show you how brilliant I am.
- "Out of the Labyrinth"
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In an insane world, who is the winner?
The insane person, or the one who has left it all behind,
the one who has realised she is nothing?
In an insane world, what is the goal?
To become more insane
or to realise you’re the one watching it all passing by?
In an insane world,
are you the participator or the spectator?
Or are you both?
- "Out of the Labyrinth"
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Mind is a magician creating the most convincing illusions.
-"The Way Back Home"
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-from "Out of the Labyrinth"
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Happy New Year!
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I’m here, I’m done.
This is the beginning of my freedom. Precious memories
of a beautiful past that never happened.
What is it I tell myself to keep believing in these lies,
all these lies that the mind keeps telling me?
I just listen and don’t take much interest in
what it tells me anymore.
I can see its desperate attempts to lure me in.
I don’t want to play that game.
I stay at a distance and just watch.
It tells me the most amazing things,
but I can’t believe them anymore. Sometimes it succeeds,
and I do what it tells me to do, all to distract me from I.
But I don’t want to be distracted anymore.
It’s all unbelievably crazy.
I’m here. I am.
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It’s a bird in my heart,
singing for freedom,
freedom from self.
It’s a bird in my heart desperately trying to get out.
I open my heart and let it in.
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