My heart’s desire

I am finding what my heart desires. Desire is only for my feelings. I am seeking what I want to feel, now and in the future.

What, who, where, are my desires. As the universe is perfect and so am I, how is there anything lacking in my life?

I want to feel joy, excitement, affection, and serenity. Which desire will fulfill this want in me?

Is it love, property, objects, locations, state of mind, or other people to interact with that hold the promise of delivering these feelings?

My understanding, perception and use of my feelings must all synchronize to provide the clarity and realization of all things in my life as being everything that I presently feel will offer to me my desires. My desires must change to reflect a more robust use and clarity of the feelings that are within me.

Whatever the mind of man can conceive and bring itself to belief, it can achieve! (So make it something that you really want) — Napoleon Hill
bitchville:

Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light. “From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container  already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a  race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by  the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize  ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?” Her work is full of dichotomies: both the beautiful and the ugly, the  liberated and the contained, the falling and the floating. She is always  in control of form but not imprisoned by its literally. The subject  matter becomes the most important — not narrowly feminist, but rather  humanistic betrayals of modern emotion.
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bitchville:

Her masterpiece, entitled Expansion, is a beautiful woman seeking inner piece but fractured and bleeding with light.

“From the moment we are born, the world tends to have a container already built for us to fit inside: a social security number, a gender, a race, a profession,” says Bradley. “I ponder if we are more defined by the container we are in than what we are inside. Would we recognize ourselves if we could expand beyond our bodies?”

Her work is full of dichotomies: both the beautiful and the ugly, the liberated and the contained, the falling and the floating. She is always in control of form but not imprisoned by its literally. The subject matter becomes the most important — not narrowly feminist, but rather humanistic betrayals of modern emotion.

Expansion by http://paigebradley.com/

Transformers Movie - Dark of the Moon review

T3 Dark of the Moon. 5/10. Self aggrandizing, disjointed, poorly edited, with weird scoring. Story line is poorly maintained and no point is reached. New female lead is like the disco-ball in BB, with minor appearance and a forced effort by director to include her in movie within final conflict scene. Again, the robot characters are made comedic and are now an international hit squad at the service of US gov’t agents who are ill informed about that which they are supposed to be ‘in charge’ of. Decepticons are big, scary, destructive and totally without a plan. Just some shock and awe. Overall, big gaps in story, no back story for plot and parents appear as comedic relief and could have just phoned in their performances with every other supporting character whose only contribution is the “Where are they now” sub plot.

Too many holes in film to point out without spoiling it. See it if you want and decide for yourself.

Bringing it Back

What is it that propels us forward when our thoughts often lie in the past? We focus on the failures and lessons of the past and make assumptions about what is possible in the present. The future only exists as an idea. One presumably founded upon the present moment, the Now. Do people dream of the present? Do they live ‘presently’?

I believe. You believe. What is belief? Belief is often mistaken for hopes and wishes. What often ‘is’ is removed from our present because of our self-created filters. We filter our eyes, our feelings, and often suppress our emotions to a point that it takes a shocking or drastic event to stir the soul.

Our greatest filter is FEAR. Do you understand where your fear comes from and what form it takes in your life?

I have only one fear left, and it is the fear of the unknown. The unknowable is accepted as just that, unknowable. The unknown is different and plays throughout time with no differentiation of the past, present or future. The fear can be conquered with courage and actions. There are no right or wrong decisions, because the consequences of those decisions will provide further guidance to the next decision in achieving your present moment.

What your fear is who you are because no one outside of yourself can tell you who that is and you have made it a habit to stop listening to your inner guidance. Learn to listen again and to remove the fear from your words and actions.

What are you waiting for?