To Someone Like Me

We were a few meters apart

But I could see your soul

In charming view

By how your warm gaze

Fell into my drunk eyes

And from your sober chin

No other smile could change.

I couldn’t make much

Of what I saw

Nor of what I thought

Until time gave me some days

To remember

How else that day could have gone.

Author’s Note: Nothing kills art like too much thinking. 

I don’t know which is worse, the fact that parents don’t love their children equally or the fact that they pretend they do.

If God doesn’t make sense to you, then don’t believe in Him. It is better to wait for logic than to jump on faith.

Money is nothing. The only thing that is ever of value is the Mind. Thus, seek it, for it is the Kingdom of God.

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There is nothing as sweet as living a conscious life. You know, living your life, making every decision and taking every action with unconflicting awareness.

When it comes to poetry, I always feel like I am not there yet, that there is a world, so deep, that I am yet to unravel, and this drives me crazy everyday.

Until next time,

I will be here.

– M. V. Echa

M. V. Echa

M. V. Echa

My message is the universe, my truth is the universe, and this blog contains all you need to know about the universe, from the true nature of reality to the long-sought unity of the cosmos — which is the big picture!