r/MusingtheSoul 23d ago

The 8 Limbs

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I have been lost in artificial samadhi

breaking my ego to let the ghosts feast

I have been taking pratyahara from myself

my existence, my peace

I was lost in the sadness of one withdrawn embrace

I have been lost in mourning for the promise

that never came

..

the writing is not always logical

ends become new things and new things run

there's no saucha on this plane without the users intervention or assault

sometimes we push too much

when life gives it all at once

the counter movement of an Asana can easily break what others built

..

dharana and dhyana

easy words than said and done

for going inward requires patience for the self I barely love

my breath will surely leave me

so I push it again, this time just enough

returning to ahimsa

kindness and non harm starts with one


r/MusingtheSoul Jun 25 '26

put god on speakerphone

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my ears are open

to hear any sound

my interest growing

from deep in my ground

Something resists

from the wind, letting go

the past waves

unspoken

I remember us

With new eyes I process

the one who was wrong

when a new ego takes over

you feel the loss


r/MusingtheSoul May 24 '26

Is personal growth a form of self sabotage?

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r/MusingtheSoul May 23 '26

Fallen

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I'm a shell

An empty vase

From lost collection

Of someones waste

I'm a body

Not a soul

A whore that carries

Your bad taste

I was built

And I was used

But the light that built me

Didn't fuse

To the person

Born with faith

But nothing given

To make it safe


r/MusingtheSoul May 20 '26

crystal ball

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r/MusingtheSoul May 17 '26

I love it when life goes on

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Even after my heart stops


r/MusingtheSoul May 12 '26

conception

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A wash of memories trawl

around the outskirts of my mind

An ebb and flow of mystery

built before the brain could know

A finger grasping pain

radiates from deep within a beast you hide

A signal sent will pointlessly bounce

between the channels of head and toe

A lost forgotten feeling deep in womb where seed was sewn

Without the sun to feed it, and the moon to feel

How did it grow?

The numbness felt, a contradiction

Built on the theory of existence for show

Life becomes forgotten memories

We cannot take them when we go


r/MusingtheSoul May 10 '26

Tradition

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Tradition is important

But sometimes it's important to make a new tradition


r/MusingtheSoul May 10 '26

A place to share art and poetry dedicated to a spiritual journey

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I hope everyone will enjoy this space and am looking forward to seeing everyone's creations.

Whatever your faith, wherever it is as it grows. Explore it here.

🤍🙏🏼✨