I was layers
under the epidermis
I was so limited
the knowledge that it hides
covered by failing to remember
the whole secret
who actually I had brought along
wherever I am.
Illustration by Albert Herdie – Digital painting from part of The Land of Confusion Series – The surface of Life Ripples.
Awesome art, very colorful. The poem is nice too.
Thanks a lot for the compliment, my friend.
Great words as always! And very interesting artwork!
Thank you so much for your kind words, Elie.
I am who I am
Because of the knowledge
I store under my epidermis
(Now please forgive me as I chuckle because for once I was able to comment in line with the poem ?)
I am cheering for your poem, Della!
Thank you very much!
As always, the combination is magnificent
As always, you gave me a great honor
Nice art, and nice poem!
Thank you very much for the compliment, Georgi
Amazing words, we can all relate in a different way it seems. We are constantly learning and uncovering our memories.
You have a very precise understanding; to recall, to uncovering our memories!
It can be difficult at times and some memories remain covered.
Given that spiritual awareness is infinite consciousness, then, being able to remember just a few of the hidden ones from the moment before birth is even already remarkable.
Yes and I often wonder why we can remember some and not others. The others feel more important at times. But I also believe our minds often suppress memories to protect us.
Our ego is the curtain that responsible for closing that memory. The purpose is to let us learn in this life according to our vision and mission of birth, unfortunately, the ego always acts too far to master us. That is the reason why we dive into life within through meditation or other means, to jump away from the ego and enter the true consciousness and the memories that are stored in the subconscious or for further; akashic record.
Never thought about our ego having anything to do with memory suppression. Interesting.
I am glad that my writing gives you a drop of benefit. Our ego is indeed to be conquered to make it easier for us to remember our true selves and that is why I often talk about overcoming ego, dear friend.
Abstract art meets philosophy. The mind is an interesting platform, yours that is!
Hmmm… That’s a great appreciation, brother. Thank you very much.
You are most welcome my brother.
Nice. Although I would argue that if you are there, you brought along youself. Perhaps the self however, you bring isn’t always the self you wish. 🙂
I am not very successful at understanding your question, but hopefully, this answer is quite appropriate; I am grateful that I can remember why I came here. It because I have chosen and want to learn from both my parents as “a school”, through their whole attitude and whole existence.
I hear you. I think what I was aiming for was more the work we have to do along the way to ourselves. That we are a work in progress. Sometimes when we arrive to a destination, we are not the finished us that we wish to be.
Wow. This is a deep great discussion. You’re right about that, Coach. We often feel it during the process or travel. If we can feel that we are not us as wish to be, the awareness comes from the ability to evaluate ourselves, which is often overlooked. With that awareness we at least know that we have to fix the direction, right? I’m sure you know about that, Captain.
self-evaluation is the easiest and hardest thing we as humans have to consider!
You are so right, Coach. Self-evaluation or introspection is relatively easy to do if we only refer to the general measurement but to be different if we want to really know and understand our true self.
We sometimes improve the person inside of ourselves from learning from others like you.
Indeed We are continuously working to improve our personality with all its layers in some ways. Others we “coincidently” encounter are lessons and “road signs” or breadcrumbs on the path to rediscovering where we came from and where we will return.
Both are beautiful Albert.
Thanks a lot, Kim. Glad you like it.
Nice art! Nice poem! It’s always a pleasure reading your articles!
Thank you for the compliment, Elena. Glad you enjoy it…
…and I enjoy your appreciation… lol
Nice poem, layers in colour with your illustration. An interesting post.
Thanks for the compliment, Pamela. Glad you like it.
nice art, and nice poem. I like both.
Awh… Thanks for the compliment, Tiada. So glad you like it.
The poem was great since we are in this life wanting to learn what we are good at and grow on it.
Thanks for the compliment, Dee.
Yes, we are here to learn and complette the mission. Glad you like it.
That is what makes life wonderful.
Yes, of course, Dee. Life is beautiful for those interesting job!
Thank you Albert for these kind comments.
Beautiful art work and I enjoyed the poem.
Thanks for the compliment, Gloridaze. Glad you like it, my friend
Are you familiar with the Queensryche song “I Am I”?
Owh… I’m glad you like Queensryche too… Yes I know that song much too…
Are you kidding me? Queensryche is one of the best metal bands around
You have to understand my limitations on your musical taste because only progressive rock that I know you like, though that means you and I also love other rock genres.
My favorites are prog and metal, but I also enjoy classical music and some 70s rock…
Apparently, we do have the same musical taste.
Great minds think alike, eh? Or at least our wives have the same taste in mates…
I’m sure you also know that rock music and especially metal have been labeled as Satanic music, dark world music, and sinners for certain people. Do our wives indeed choose sinners?
Yes, I remember well the days when I listened to the devil’s music. I can’t believe anyone ever took that seriously, but some folks really did believe it
Many believers came to me and gave me 1000 kinds of sermons, from those who kept on naming God, the verses, to the technical ones like the vibrations of the sound waves.
Don’t forget messages from the devil played backwards!
Hahaha… Yayaya… It turns out the funny advice and sermons are the same everywhere!
Only the names change, the lies remain the same…
How do you respond when people say things like that?
I sigh and say, “How I wish you were wrong…”
That was beautiful Albert!
Thank you very much for the compliment, Paul. Happy to share this for I know you are on the path too…