Tempest, the Lion.

Words like candles

[aros]

Tiny Homes

[tempestthelion]

Today as I wandered,  I asked nature what love was, It told me “ Love is to find a most beautiful flower, and to gaze upon her, nothing more” But if i wish to take her, and gift her to some one, in awe of her beauty, if i desired to share her, is that not love? I heard “such is the love of the world”  I wandered and found what i did not look for.  Saw what i did not seek.

[tempestthelion]

In the valley hollow  I hear your small still echo, & when in the heights I feel  close enough as to kiss your face, Blue depths plunge me within your ghost, in the wake of wrenching heart aches, do not hide from my emotion. I beg you. 

[creatingaquietmind-deactivated2]

You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want.

S.E. Hinton, The Outsiders (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

[tempestthelion]

The way i see it is that we are at war, a war of life and death, & from moment to moment we struggle to find a piece of love wedged between our emptiness and pain. There a natural longing to know ourselves, and to then be acknowledged, known, accepted, and loved. I know I’m created for a full life and my uniqueness is to bring amazing things into this world, and inside me a spirit that awaits for the opportunity to exude from my being as i choose to stand for life. This is a spiritual realm wanting to be realised. This mystical force wars against death from moment to moment, fighting for a chance to take us over, revealing who we are and defeating all the lies in our head that attempt to suppress who we were created to be.  So we have a choice, it is this,  to simply believe in the passions of our hearts and to love ourselves enough  to follow them. With a little bit of hope our eyes then our opened to the truth, we are in paradise and its up to us to build it together, bringing restoration to humanity, and then to our mother earth. 

[tempestthelion]

I closed my eyes... To focus my mind, make it singular... “What is it you wish to see?” the sky in tears... “What is it you wish to feel?” Her tears on my skin, as they tickle my ears. “How does it feel?” Warm... like some one out there knows me, some how. Like I’m not alone anymore.

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

The things that excite you are not random. They are connected to your purpose. Follow them.

ThinkGrowRich (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[mediamattersforamerica]

An important perspective in light of recent events.

Watch this. 

[a-good-chippy]

Waleed is exceedingly important and an incredibly smart man who is married to an equally smart and important woman. I have nothing but respect for both of them.

[twloha]

"Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place."

Image: the chive 

[tacobell-canon]

Ladypug.

[shezasag]

i hate this

[tempestthelion]

Ha

[tempestthelion]

2:16

These lids are stretched wide open  with holes in my bed meant for sleeping, but i keep riddles instead, inside this pocket of a heart that hopes to belong to love. At this hour my mind likes to scream "I'M INDECENT !" with tremors that plague my body like there is no tomorrow, I let out a mere gasp , Holy God won't you listen? That my soul would be spared from torment, that you would be real , that all I ever needed was you, Because all people know to do is betray hearts. May His truth be known among you!  Let me be something else, LORD! Like the waters that cling to your feet as you walked, or the donkey you trusted to carry you. This is nothing to anyone at all , not in this night .  Embarrassed to call it a prose, more like a desperate and feble  attempt of writing sentimentalities that pertain to unequalled realities. But all these words fall terribly short and I am a man in a den, With few words left on my lips and even fewer friends. O but i do love you, Lord.

[tempestthelion]

These specs are windows And though small, we still look away as to avoid eye contact, to feel small and ever so afraid that some one might find our souls, for they are stretched out and nailed to our frames, not always intact.

These windows our small but our souls are large and laid wide across a bed of secretes we are too paranoid to handle, though we sure like to compartmentalise, that it would make us feel better.

I came to the earth naked , and naked I would return , as I’d been nothing but a breath.

Let me remain naked and bare before all Aware of the bruising and the edges that make me so fallible. And from a breath all life was given, and in the same notion, I've been forgiven.

And so love your souls, though hidden. They are large and beautiful, despite the Shame and blood ties forged to keep you alive with a closed heart. No path way is so hidden that He should not find.

[tempestthelion]

jewels in her skin

sing and let it spawn,

from where i saw the shadows dance and pull at your soul,

therein streaming kisses carefully woven to find their way,

to the overlooked cellar , brimming of wine

just like your lips and your heart is the chamber cell,

where you keep me captive even with the cell door open.

and nothing holds me in here but the way your dreams burn through

your eyes, the way your hair soaks the ocean and the sun kisses your eyelids, but never a word outspoken.

and i would stay here forever, and i will be what you want,

and want what you need,

because i am entangled on the ropes you'd let most people go from,

in these arms god has written promises , and so help him they will bind us together, and it will be better than the world you left behind,

and summer that winter conjures, just as the moon pleads with the sun

for  lovers must return to the home they never knew.

-dkoa

[tempestthelion]

Broke as.

I'm in danger ... Because I see homeless and broken And my heart cannot refuse a god with A living love, and it's both flesh and spirit. So my mind is cloud that the world can't reach and the wind is picking up and I'm going further away , the further I go the less you see of me , the less you'll comprehend , but if you are wild at heart then your mind may be light enough for your heart to take you up and follow this breeze . Im broke in desire for wealth and pleasures , and my money is not my own. I'm ruined because your life doesn't make sense and I have no yearning to keep my life for myself, but it will look different from the ways of men, I will be despised for the sake Of love, I need to be this way ...

[tempestthelion]

Hallo!!! So I finally find the famous tumble belonging to Dom? So awkward if this isn't him oh god.

You sure did :D Awkwardness evaded ! ^_^ good to know you are still alive Leaf (;

[tempestthelion]

Of course last time i looked i was knees deep before i even knew I'd drown, and when i rose out from where the waters swallowed the earths beauty, my body had changed forever, like in the days of Noah and the new soil emerging from dreamers dew. I was spring with a fever. & the ways of the people are to unfamiliar by now, I was forged and painted by the colours of a sun, to form part of a different tribe. How can you insist i follow a road i can no longer see? And i was light years away from your mind, and my dreams had encompassed the galaxies, and the galaxies me, I was destroyed. & i know the song of a dreamer who dreamed too much, so flesh and blood turned him over, and after years of unkempt ties and worn out eyes, rose to be king. I'm a slave too, my love is a river, and my heart an out of tune drum, but its still savage and worhty of love bearing, with every beat. Show  me the the pavement you feel I'm must tread, and i will show you bodies of water that had needed years of treading, but you loved the shore too much, as well as your thinking.  DKOA

[tempestthelion]

therein , being stretched out like an animal, waiting for the slaughter, but I'm curious ... Which one did i look like to you? a pig? was i so disgusting, did i dwell in the unfathomable? did i repulse you? though i might not disagree, id hope it wasn't the pig. maybe it was fish, and though not so repulsive, perhaps more insignificant that i would not even be on your mind. Tha my thoughts were ebbing and it didnt matter anyway if i lived on or died, i would not know the difference. But for you i was coerced and stunted by fear , a wholesome fear, and now i look into the eyes of God, to feel the pain of separation, and to acknowledge the heart that knew this anguish. So when you see me stretched out like an animal, i hope i look like a lamb, I hope my stench reaches the heavens in my decay , and i hope you realise that i was afraid in life, because I'd fallen in love with you, I understood His fear, that of which had moved the most beloved and wholesome, who was a lion but was seen as the lamb, as He stretched out, i stretch out, like an animal, and i hope you see me as a lion. I eat but am not satisfied, i drink but still thirst.... but when i look at you, my world becomes you. i hope you know...