Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Form is not other than emptiness emptiness is not other than form.

When you become comfortable with uncertainty, infinite possibilities open up in your life.

Don’t twist yourself to please the crowd, Don’t dim your fire, don’t bow too loud. Unveil your voice, let truth be known, The right love hears your soul alone. The one who’s meant to love you whole Will read the language of your soul, See past the masks, the learned disguise, And find their home within your eyes. No need to change, no need to bend, Love finds its way; it always can. It comes unforced, without a cue, Right when the road is meant for you. So stay unhidden, fierce, and true, Let every shade of you shine through. For love that’s real will always see The perfect soul you already be.

some people wear wounds like crowns, claiming battles they started themselves. they twist blame into armor, turn mistakes into excuses, and expect the world to bow to their sorrow

Everything that is real was imagined first.

And just like the moon , We must go through phases of emptiness To feel full again.

a hand that lifts, a hand that strikes, a friend in sun, a foe in nights. their smiles slide like polished glass, hiding shadows as they pass. they play the game on every side, their loyalty bends, it cannot guide. words are sugar, but teeth are steel, and every move they make can steal. watch their steps, watch what they leave, a trail of tricks you won’t believe. trust is earned, not borrowed fast, beware the one whose friendship masks. walk the path where truth remains, avoid the heart that hides its chains.

A tree with strong roots laughs at storms.

The mind keeps searching outward for what was never missing. What you are looking for is already here, quietly untouched.