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I was once obsessed with all the hate that existed in the world. These days I try to think of all the love that exist in the world.

Have you ever been obsessed with something?

Based upon my own experience with obsessions, It does not feel good to be obsessed and it is possible to be healed from obsessions.

Peace and love to you all.

Based on your PMs and former messages to me in this forum, I'm tempted to ask if you perhaps had me in mind when you wrote this. 

Hello there my friendly friend.

Yes,what was it i was going to say,yes,obsessions !

You picked a hot topic there,like a button there,you pressed it.

Based on my experiences with being obsessed,i found by accident,one might say,that i could actually choose my obsession

by focusing upon that wich brings me happiness and health.like you,with your mind in matters wholly designed to uplift your moods.

Then this has become a obsession of mine,but an healthy and maybe truly madly one,if i might pick those exact words.

and i just did.

i think of obsession as spirit energies,that enter the body to live there as long as they are fed the right kind of milk,if you get my spelling.

And that when you CHANGE the milk,with water,you are bound to attract into you orb of fascination,a wholly new set of energies

entities,that we have consumed and brought up in our somewhat feeble understanding and given the title :  Obsession


There is a most visible

most candid light shining ahead

it lures one into  barefoot wanderings

endless journeying after lost continents

it draws one into deep reflections of the  nervous surface

it takes the limbs of an athlete and casts them into infernal fire storms

It wakens one in mid-dreaming screaming after curious objects that never existed

it makes one realize,that after an obsession,comes another,and another,and then when it seems to have ceased,another one e-merges.

Yet somehow,the madman survives,he learns to dance along,he gives up trying to paint pictures,instead he just paints them

he gives up trying to sound important,instead he plays with the words,enjoyes their walk from mind to paper,and enthrills upon

the simplicity of joy,the madness of freedom,and the eye,that stares free of obsessions,yet in love with the idea of being.


Give many flowers to someone obsessed with negativity

it can take their minds of the horrible things they imagine

                 Give the white and yellow flowers,fragrant ones
   
                  bless you all.

                 



                                                                 

Hairbrushes.

and i call it for Focus
-to stand in it
with everything
-and after,
to get rid`of it
and opends brand new doors
for new focuses..........

Hva kaller jeg det ?
besettelser
tvangstanker
inspirasjon
noen ganger en kraft, jeg er et redskap -
eller en oppmerksomhetstyv, en avsporing på ville veier -
en underjordisk lokk
eller et himlende sug av hele universet

Beautiful poetry in my soul.

It makes me feel free.

Peace and love to you all.