" WRITINGS "

A ROSIE LY JOURNAL

ROSIE LY WRITINGS
May the sun bring you new energy,
May the moon softly restore you by night.
May the rain wash away your worries,
May the breeze blow new strength into your being.
May you walk gently through the world and know it’s beauty all the days of your life.
— APACHE BLESSING

ENTRY NINE

2:22pm
Tuesday 25th July 2017

" THERE "

We'll find each other somewhere between space and time. 
Air space, we're flying. 
Light years, we're shining.

I can't see you here.


ENTRY EIGHT

11:52pm
Wednesday 24th May 2017

" Wrapped up "

It is okay for us to break away.
Branches break yet vines intertwine.
The right vine will find mine.



ENTRY SEVEN

5:08pm
Saturday 4th March 2017

" 1 "

Maybe I'll just stay in bed for me.
Maybe the thread counts fantasies.
I can be anywhere I want to be.
No-one to disturb this freedom,
On my own I'll solve them.


ENTRY SIX

11:15pm
Thursday 23rd February 2017

" twenties "

I thought I knew myself. I thought I was in control of my time.

I thought I had control of who and what energy I allowed into my everyday and personal space. 

Although I believe a fast life is a life well lived, is it only fast because I'm just riding a steady paced train? Or should I have had chosen a completely different form of transport to get to the destination despite the unknown? I need to be more selfish with my time and as far as awakening goes, this is definitely one of those. 
This information I deem as a gift, a jumpstart to the system and I hope this can also help you be the extraordinary version of yourself too.
I'm only realising this for myself. My proscrastination was masked by the meaning of comfort and settlement. Life is shorter than what we know.  I cannot waste my time any more.

Thank you to my dearest friend of 14 years for sending me to this video. To show me how much I deserve my own life only for myself. I couldn't "see" because comfort was such a safe pace and a steady success. That safe pace is not the end game BUT THE LOOP.

I have to get physical. Only a few more calendars left until the next decade, for Rosie version 3.0 ...


ENTRY FIVE

Tuesday 21st February 2017

People will hold tangible property and forget where it came from,
The strength, 
The emotions,
The stories,
Before it reached your palms.


ENTRY FOUR

Sunday 18th December 2016

" 05:44 "

Your scent still lingers
Lone flesh still here
Our vibration has hindered

The lamp still fears.

There's light yet darkness between weaves of linen. 
30 more seconds would be just too long. 
Loving hands have surrendered to time.  

Long for it. 
Long for you. 
Lust for it. 
Long for you. 

Each step you take, waves to my soul.
How would you look back through metal walls?
I can't bring them down for you. 

Please let me in to where you are. 
I'm carving through rocks with fingernails. 
Timing is lying, we're capable.

Long for it
Lost by you.
Lust for it. 
I can't reach you.

Wearing, tearing. 
Wearing,  tearing.

Hold me comfortable.

- Rosie Ly


ENTRY THREE

Wednesday 5th October 2016

" FLAVORED, FAVORED "

Grind me up,
Smooth and fine.
Enhance my bland hillsides of mind.

Light opposing dark,
Magnets going against force.
But you sit so well with me.

Burn my eyes in excess,
I dry you up.

What flavour is this?
Dehydrated but you need more.
Why does it taste so good?
Later understood.

A duo, here we are,
Blending it’s not our fault.

Simple yet complex.

Acquired,

Pepper & Salt.

- Rosie Ly


ENTRY TWO

11:35pm
Saturday 24th September 2016

" INTER REALMS "

Interchanges I don’t understand.
Boiling, toppling over,
I can’t keep it down.

Cold sweat seeping through heated skin
Perception softened,
Light tunnelling.

Where are we going?
Your voice so familiar.
I wish it was clearer.

Hold on to me, hold on to me.

I’m going now.
Please, don’t let me go alone.

Where am I going?
Fear counts in seconds.
The grip you beckon.
Defying space I fall.
I breathe, revive back to you.
Desperate response to the call.

Afraid of the interchanges.

- Rosie Ly


ENTRY ONE

Thursday 22nd September 2016

" LAST KEY NOTE "

The sonata has started to conduct. 
It is time to farewell. 
Blessings thy beloved. 
Laugh thy beloved. 
Dance thy beloved. 
Afloat as gentle as you are. 
The vivid steps towards light are now easier to take.

- Rosie Ly