You have entered the quiet room.Please listen to the music and be still.Foucus your mind on your thoughts and then drift away.This room is only for people that want to get away from it all and let out any anger,sowrrow,depression,or hreatbreak.Please sit back and close your eyes and think of a great place you would like to be.The music will change once 2 or 3 weeks or if not as soon as I get on....also if you would like you can read something that I have written.follow it and let yourself go into a bliss of your own happiness.just read down below.it will change once a week.
take a deep breath...let go of all harmful and unwell things.Free your mind.
ounce you have done that close your eyes and fill your mind on which is dear to you or which makes you feel good.
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take light,deep breaths and let the music fill you,or just turn off the volume or just relax.Let it flow into your mind and through your body....let the music clear all of what you have not cleared.
I am glad you have done that,now that you have let the poem clear your mind, fill it with wisdom,love,happyness,joy,romance,care,peace,and truth.
great you have gone through.I am going to put up A poem I had just thought of this moment.it will change from time to time but above won't.so you can go to it again and again.
"Flute"
Falling into a slumber,
I lay there,my eyes shut.
I breathe lightly laying there-
Inside of me is a dream only I can see:
Flutes play a sad song
Dragons fly freely and peacfuly in the sky
Each rose whistles along with the flutes song
I walk by slowly, wondering whats going on.
Falling to my knees-
Tears fall to the grassy ground,
Each tear bringing up a beautiful flower
Just trying to cheer me up.
Why did I come here,
In this lonely place.
A solem castle lies almost beyond my eyes.
Birds magesticly fly around it,
Letting me know, no one is in it.
The flutes continue to play that sad song,
And I still walk on.
Looking for some kind of gay matter,
Instead I end up in a lonely world.
Pulled apart from others
Everyone is gone.
Not a dusty human left in this place.
My feet stride along a path;
One I hope leads me into different air.
And maybe a different song will play,
But right now only flutes continue on with that sad melody.
On the other side,
Where my body lays in a deep slumber
Time changes.
My body strugles with all its might to open it's eyes,
But only in the dream can I see,
And hear those flutes play.