Summon
04 Sunday Mar 2018
04 Sunday Mar 2018
05 Saturday Nov 2016
Posted drawing, for the soul
inClean your vibration. Every day, moment by moment.
Understand there is no end to the possibilities. The more trust you add, the greater value you put into your future, however it may look. Choose lightness, choose to flow.
There is no end. It never stopped, because it can’t. Choose to align with that.
All that you are right now did not start when you were born into this physical form. You are all that was before you and all that will be after. You have no end. The limited rationalized construction that we live off started to erode slowly under the light of our own awakening.
We collapse onto ourselves, yet again. Beautiful and undone. And it’s amazing.
21 Sunday Aug 2016
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Posted by soulpatterns | Filed under drawing, for the soul
14 Sunday Aug 2016
Posted drawing
in06 Sunday Dec 2015
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Posted by soulpatterns | Filed under art, collage, digital, drawing
16 Friday Oct 2015
Posted art, drawing, for the soul
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Sometimes, I think that the reason we are so addicted to entertainment and its stars is because we subconsciously know that we each poses a spectacle inside, but are too afraid to manifest it. They do what we think we can’t. They are what we don’t know how to be yet. So we sit and watch as we identify ourselves with the characters portrayed, and we vicariously live for a moment, as they do it for us.
But someday that will be us. Someday, we will know how to, and we won’t need to be entertained anymore.
24 Friday Jul 2015
Posted art, drawing, for the soul
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18 Sunday Jan 2015
Posted art, digital, drawing, for the soul, photography
in17 Saturday Jan 2015
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Posted by soulpatterns | Filed under art, digital, drawing, painting, photography
16 Thursday Oct 2014
01 Monday Sep 2014
Posted art, digital, drawing, painting, photography
in31 Sunday Aug 2014
Posted art, digital, drawing, for the soul, painting
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I don’t agree with wars because I don’t believe in sacrificing the lives of innocent people, or the lives of those who carry these battles for others. I think it’s time we look at the words “casualties of wars” and realize they don’t suit us as humans anymore. I like to think that men who would give their life to defend something are too precious to be lost, and I think it’s time to stop teaching little boys it is brave to die.
Not that they could ever really be prepared for what war is really like. Not that they should be subject to a situation where they have to kill another human being, and return a changed man forever if they do.
Yes, there was a time when freedom was gained and kept like this. I repeat: was. That time’s time has come. Whatever interest you have in war, economical, strategical, political, justifying your own dark side, know now this: light is entering this realm too.
I think we are in 2014 and war is overrated.
I think wars are still going on feeding on the remains of grandeur of some egos of those who needed crisp discipline to maintain going forward and keep safe what good people built, and on the contracts that still need to be carried out by those who seek financial interests in affected areas, the gun dealers and companies who provide their construction materials, logistics, intelligence and transportation, and on the frail egos of those whose maturity will never really happen, not as long as they need a gun to validate themselves by anyway.
I think we are beyond that as a species. I think it’s time we realize we can go on without mass killing.
I think we could do without blood shedding.
I think we know that we don’t need violence to prove things that can be proven in other ways too.
I know the inertia caused by such a massive type of event seems unstoppable and seems to find self-reinforcing reasoning to keep going, but it doesn’t have to be like that anymore.
I think fire guns are a way of making sure you don’t have much time before deciding to take another being’s life. Because it is a decision. It might look like anything else, but in the end, ending another life is a stepping stone in your everything: life, thinking, character, future, etc. Everything you do from that moment on will be influenced and/or determined by that. It’s the type of decision that you look back at and see as a mistake. It’s a short term desensitized manner of dealing with a problem. Just pull a trigger, from a distance, like you would press any button, like clicking a computer mouse or tapping a screen… and the problem goes away, right? You hardly realize that at the other end of the interaction, you’ve chosen to end a life. A life you have no right to end. It might seem like you do, but you never really do. Ending a life is never really power, just like winning a war is never really winning, unless it never starts.
Just because it seems easier to deal with outside demons than with the ones on the inside…
Capital punishment has one small flaw: you can’t punish someone that killed someone by killing them back, simply because they die knowing that they were right in their thinking in the first place. You don’t teach that killing another is bad, by killing the ones who did it, it kinda defeats the purpose.
At least in my opinion.
01 Sunday Jun 2014
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On an eternal path
22 Thursday May 2014
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Posted by soulpatterns | Filed under art, drawing, painting
28 Monday Apr 2014
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21 Monday Apr 2014
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20 Sunday Apr 2014
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Dream. Because the inception of your dreams is the inception of your future self.
Flow. Because flow is in all things, even those which bear stillness within.
Create. There’s no point denying the very thing out of which you were born.
03 Monday Mar 2014
Posted art, drawing, for the soul
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A thought.
A fleeting sensation, an expansion of a single moment, a connection between what is felt and what is known. A temporary recipient of memory. A wave of the ocean that decided to embark on a journey. A fragment of vibration in slow motion, melted by space, sustained by a mystery we all posses, in the very making of our cells, the same way the Universe holds it in all the stars and the distances that make it.
I rest in this knowing, feeling my path, gliding like a bead on a DNA spiral of an intention. I am one with the mirror I find here, the portal to oneness, the dream that becomes.
A thought, undeniable, like the foam of an ocean wave.
18 Tuesday Feb 2014
Posted art, drawing, for the soul
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There is a certain pace at which life makes sense just the way it is. A pace at which you can actually feel the moments.
A pace at which your cells know their true path.
A pace at which you understand why some things exist and others don’t, and why you are among the first.
A pace at which you know how and why things happen.
A pace at which you grasp the wordless definition of time, a definition given by your soul, and not by man-made mechanisms.
A pace at which your body is grateful.
A pace at which you can let go, and keep only what resembles your sacred making.
A pace at which the skin of an orange slice doesn’t break, when parted from its sisters, at which your gaze heals another human being, a pace at which all life around you acknowledges you with every step you take, a pace at which you can actually share your experience.
At which you observe the traces of life on a glass window and the traces of what was, on your heart.
At which you give no one proof of being worthy, because everyone already knows it.
At which your atoms remember when they were immaterial silence and light.
01 Saturday Feb 2014