The Universe Is My Playground

As I sit on the smooth cool surface of my favorite star which faces the moon, my feet dangle playfully off the edge. Far off in the distance, I notice a shimmering light growing larger and bolder with every passing heartbeat. Leaning forward and arching my back I lunge and, land on the back-end of the glowing luminescent tail of a gigantic fast-moving beast. Hurdling through the infinite space the monstrous ball of light devours whatever is in its path as I yelp in amusement. I am fascinated beyond wonderment over the sheer genius and talent of this rare enigma. My hands start to sting with numbness from holding onto the ginormous boulder as it punches a powerful blow while making its entry into the blue planet, which is nearly half of its size. Streams of orange auras dance before my eyes as it casts a shadow of haze over the vast blue skies. Suddenly I see fragments and pieces break off from underneath me diminishing one by one and vaporizing in the air until nothing is left. I’m left suspended in mid-air as my body drifts in the hot wind coming to the realization that my wild ride has come to an ending. My destination has been reached as my feet skate over the white smooth surface of the clouds. I know without certainty that I am in paradise and the universe is my playground.

By LM Akins aka Simora England

 

Loan You My Strength

 We are all controlled by the fear of self-doubt, the fear of knowing that our life is not our own, and the repercussions we face for boldly going beyond the scope of our imaginations are met with indifference from lack of understanding. Each day we hold on to the reigns of our existence tumbling and falling in the midst of life's turbulence.  

In the end, we have a unique strength that sets us apart from one another. 

Our courage to reach the unreachable.

Our determination to see the unseen. 

Our tenacity to withstand the impossible is who we are. 

I don't know who needs to hear this, but I'm reaching out to tell you. You must go on. Life has thrown you into a tornado of fear and chaos but the rage inside of you will clear.  The strongest enemy you have is yourself. I am connecting to you. I will loan you the strength I have only if you promise not to discard it like waste left to the blow in the wind. I know what it is like to feel alone, to wonder and ponder your purpose on this earth. I know what it feels like to scream and have no sound come out of your mouth, to cry and have your eyes dried up and swollen that even the brightest of light cannot shine through. I know what it feels like to feel small and insignificant as though you will be swallowed up by the earth and no one will care. I know the feeling of regret, shame, and guilt because despite all your valiant efforts nothing has changed. You see my friend, change is a double-edged sword that if yielded the right way will either make or break your victory. Each of us is our own planet, and within our planet lies the sustenance we need to survive. Everything we fear or that causes us sorrow is a reflection of things we need to change in ourselves. I cannot let your demons interfere with mine. For I have bounded mine with chains suffocated its air so as not to mingle with my own breath. I have conquered my demons and have faith you will combat yours. We belong to the same solar system. If your planet dies my planet is also in danger. We are all connected. I will lend you my strength.

                                                 LM AKINS-AKA SIMORA ENGLAND

Un-Finished Life

How many chapters are there in my book of life?

Every-time I turn the page one chapter ends and seems as though another begins. Was I foolish to think that there could be some good in the world?

 My latest experience in working with the homeless is the answer to that question.

The change I feel inside is not a positive one on the contrary it is one of dread.

Where I gave more of myself in trying to help those that didn’t want help themselves.  Who had accepted their plight and path and succumbed to their despair.

I was amidst people who although still breathing and alive had accepted their fate. They were lost, dead and numb to their feelings and emotion. Their only escape is to wallow in their distress. When I looked into their eyes it was looking into the deep dark void of nothingness where only hopelessness and fear survived. Moving on to new adventures and opportunities, my life will be forever changed by the experience of working with the homeless.

How can one life become so devoid of human attributes that turn them into fading stars.  Their only want was for immediate needs and they held no hopes or dreams for the future. If I changed one life I’d be grateful for the fact: Sadly I will never get to find that out. This new chapter in my life is a new revelation that I can only change myself. I can only save myself. In everyone I came in contact with I feel as though I left pieces of myself behind. A purpose unfulfilled? I don’t have an answer to that question.

The only truth I now realize is that we can only make the world a better place by first starting with ourselves and our circle of love ones and then the rest will have to take care of itself by pouring forth the branches to others to take a hold so they will not be swept under in the quicksand of life. Maybe I had to see with my own eyes the death, hopeless and fear so that I never give up on my hopes and dreams and fight with all my might to keep surviving and to stay ALIVE.

                                                             LM-Akins Simora England

Et Vocem Meam

My voice is my weapon that’s been silenced throughout the years, as my soul stood vigilant on the edge of the cliff waiting to be strung.

My voice is my weapon against all failures and dreams still left undone.

My voice is a statement to my testimony and time.

A true reveal of the person I was meant to be.

 Throughout the storms and pain life has wrought, my voice stands a tribute to all those I’ve left behind: who were left stranded amidst their shadowed torment.

There were too many times when I looked to my left and my right and hollered out in pain as my voice echoed inside of me shattering the very chambers of my heart.

My voice remained choked and suffocated from the numbness within.

Then I realized I was not alone, the voice that spoke inside of me was all my own. It was then that my strength was born.

 Only then did my dreams become a reality and although I was blind, now I was able to see.

With this revelation I began to develop a more improved version on myself and set my soul free.

No more was pain and disappointment my constant friend.

My voice soared me to unknown depths that I could never have dreamed was true.

 I vowed to never to be silenced again, my voice remains my best friend.

Keep this in mind when the sorrow of the world tries to silence your cries.

 Remember your voice is your weapon, used as armor fight.

 The only way to not be a victim is to be a survivor and beyond all odds believe in your voice.

 Although it may talk inside of you as a whisper, when you listen it will bellow from within you and cave in all obstacles that lie ahead of you.

Your voice will set you free.

                                                       LM Akins/ Simora England

Agape Love

We are all searching for a purpose, a reason to exist here in this life. We strive for perfection in our relationships and jobs and grasp on to the tiny hope that these things will last in order to give us the happiness we so yearn. Most of us are unaware that there is an absolute certainty and truth that the happiness that we are looking for has always been inside of us, locked away due to external turbulence and strife made by outside influences and forces.

Why is it so hard to see the good in others?

Why is it so hard to forgive?

Why is it so hard to accept the things we cannot change?

Why is it so hard to live?

 As there are many dimensions to this world which go unseen to the human eye and takes on familiar shapes and patterns so are the dimensions of human kind. We all reflect one another like mirrors verging on different paths. It is not only our job and purpose but it is our duty to connect with one another: To accept and try to understand even the most vile and arrogant of mankind, because we are all one. If you hate and refuse to be part of this world, how will you love yourself and find the peace and happiness you are looking for?

 The winds, sea, fire and earth even animals all exist and compliment each other regardless of their flaws. Why then can’t we accept and live with each other in peace and harmony?

 If everyone could realize that our homes, our jobs, our relationships, all the material things that we have coveted till our dying breathe is only temporary because we are all homeless here on this earth. We are here to serve a purpose that is to serve and aide our neighbor.

I am not perfect, I have made many mistakes and held many regrets however, the mistakes and regrets I have made has made me the person I am today. I have not only learned to forgive others but also have learned to forgive myself and move on. 

Every step that I have made has brought me here to connecting with you all. Every regret has been a needed sacrifice in order to achieve my purpose. When this journey of life ends and I/we are released to the elements of time and space; we will be part of the wind sky and sea but most importantly we will be apart of one another. Even though we age and our bodies take adult form our minds are not still fully developed and every disappointment every hurt and pain we all learn from and grow so that we can reach our full potential of serendipity and peace called unconditional love for all mankind.

                                                          LM/Akins- Simora England

        

Portal Of Humanity

I stand in a cold sweat, saturated with the damp fog of my very existence. Confused and bewildered I wait patiently as the cup of enlightenment quenches my thirst. All I can hear is the pounding of my heart, which echoes from within my inner chambers and drowns out the loud screeching thoughts in my mind. My eyes search for the open portal that leads to man’s humanity, however, as I come closer to inspect, I see that it is sealed with a thick dark paste of violence and malice. Realizing that I must find another way, I do not turn backwards but tread forwards to find a path free from the insolence of this world. My cup is once again full as I journey on.

                                                                     LM Akins / Simora England

Freedom Of Mind

We see with our soul and touch with our hearts and we believe the impossible to be possible.  As we each wander this earth looking for our way, we try to accept what we cannot control and surrender to the powers of our own will. We convince ourselves to testify to our own truths thereby we are deceived by nothing else but the trickery of our own minds.  Only when we accept the reality, which surrounds us, however bleak, and dismal it may seem: will we come to a realization of acceptance not only within ourselves but also in the way we see the world around us. Ultimately we will begin to inhale the sweet fragrance of freedom and hear the truth. Only then will healing begin.

                                                           LM Akins/ Simora England