Wisdom

“And, don’t talk anymore about the past. When we talk about past, then you say that it is important. In the past, there’s so many things there. But you bring it back, then you give it life. Apart from it, it has no life.

Look, your past is not alive in my mind, or anybody else’s mind but you. Because you gave it permission to be there.

That’s why I say don’t talk about this. Because if you get so much into the habit, even when you’re not directly thinking about it, it seems to be present in your life. And I’m showing you, just you can do it. You can turn away and leave that.

Because otherwise, this becomes a kind of habit, you know. And then before you know it, it’s kind of playing out like a movie in your head, isn’t it?”

Mooji

Lonely

I knew it was coming for quite some time.
It doesn’t take a fool
To read between the lines.

It will get better.
Things will change.
It’s what I told myself
To push away the pain.

I knew it was coming.
But how does one prepare?
For the lonely nights
And the lingering despair.

Choice

I spend all my nights thinking
If I ever cross your mind.
Tell me was it easy,
To leave it all behind?

We both have our issues.
We both made mistakes.
But I guess that my issues
Were ones you couldn’t take.

You said you loved me
In a monotone voice.
Is that how you say it
When you don’t have a choice?

 

Lost

I have a penchant
For getting lost in my head.
Dreaming of words
Left unsaid.

I’ve felt lost for quite some time.
Stuck in a cycle,
That I can’t define.

Same number of stanzas.
Stick to the plan.
I feel like I’ve forgotten
Just who I am.