its all good

despite of and inspite of the struggles we live
its worth it
 for this is the power we give
we are in creation complicit
 and in beauty explicit
Be free and be safe
 you should know that joy is the only way to go
 love is the only reason to be
 now is the time to realise
open your eyes and be free
 you need not fantasize

the struggle endured
 the passion persue
 the passion is your due
 and the universe is you playground
 of mind soul and spirit
 each sense  each acomplishment

Do not fear death

like birth it is nothing but a transition

let go of your beliefs

let go of the old constructs

let go of the old ideas

let go

let go

let go

question everything

not out if cynicism and despair but out of curiosity

be a child , each day be filled with furious joy and laughter

each day wake refreshed and newly born

each day find yourself in a new and wondrous place

stories of self :3

we are knitting peaks of experience

everything is meaningless this does not mean that you should live in a negative way and

 if this was your first thought

then it is your fault

why do you derive meaning from evil

why assume the lack of meaning , the void, should be filled with darkness

why is it not a neutral place of becoming .

 where all essences are born .

 unconsidered and pure

awake

am thinking


that i should stop

i am dying

and i wish i would not

i am hoping for falsity

am dreaming , should be living

there is a reason to passion

a reason

to be found in passionate living

fear complacency

fear drift

it is an uncomfortable truth

and Truth is not a fact but a perception

everything is true till it is not

everything here  till you are not

everything happens till you decide it should not

utopia

you have to destroy and redeem your beliefs
 you have to be aware of every single facet of you
 know in which light the diamond gleams


beauty is a key
excitement is a key
 fear is a key
 the things that you feel the most have the largest context in this life you have chosen to be

watch closely
 live fully
 love dearly
 and do not count the cost
 for infinity
The infinity that we all are
needs to rejoice

yes i know

I know that i cant edit for shit
 but the form seems right
 and if that is all you see , it is all you are



untill you choose to be somethingelse and see some One else

like I said

cut and paste..................


be most careful of what you think you think

be careful of why you say what you say

your expressions create this reality
do not make a habit of cynicism and despair

and do not make a habit of complacency .



every new idea is a new reality to be explored

every new feeling should be enjoyed understood but not endured or  indulged



live quick and fast



find comfort not in words but in passion and love
do not do what you hate
 do not for one moment think that you can pay for good using evil.
i.e its not "for the best' if it is not not good

yes we are not there yet but we are going there !
And for those who know you were always there

cheeky bastard!

no longer will I be what i was
no longer will I live by your rules
 no longer am I  trained by the whips of your rule
 this does not mean that I hold contempt , though in a way I do
 this does not mean that I hate though in some ways I do
 It just means that I  am more
 more than you used to be , more than you choose to be
 and in this  most finite of infinities I choose to be (Oh Horror!) be free!

seed

we love them so dearly and when we think our hearts will burst we love them even more


we love them till...

we destroy the darkness with love

embrace the unknown till it knows our joy and can become nothing less

imbue our fears with laughter

and embarrass our indecencies with rude remarks

'No thing" shall be stronger than  I for everything is equal

Regis mundi

king of the world ..No

for I am the world and all are my hearts fondest joy

the lion and the lamb

the woman and the man

the spirit and the wandering soul

we are the soul of the world

to the brink and back again

we soar and climb

we jump off cliffs and bounce of soft clouds

and land to the cosmic applause

feel the joy



we have been taught to feel "arrogant" when all we should feel is joy

for if all are one where does the judgement fall?

i do not speak for man for he is a despicable and humiliated thing . but speak for the gods , for each of us are the kernel, the seed

and the day of the god is now

hmm

the touch of dust
through the curtain, the light that gusts
and from the sounding pump of your blood
i know that you must
but still- there is room to see

where before there was need can there be a reason to see,
touch,
feel,
share the tides of meaning As vampires of need

madam I aM Adam

I speak to myself


so I guess I am one of the crazy ppl.

but now I speak to all that is me

in response to the antragonism and conflict within

eternity has no room for this

.. i guess it does :)
 but still . i am you , there is nothing to be gained by this sabotage of mind for this smallest of real estate

the sky , my God the sky

there are galaxies and galaxies awaiting exploration and adventure . to be this small minded is not enough. I would not begrudge this struggle if it was trans galactic , but here on this small rock , where so little exists . . lets be one and more . I am not the brightest , but even i know I was a juvenile, new in flesh when I made those desires evident ., I am done with that . there is so much more.- "I" am .and us is delaying the journey .

Free my mind of the fugue , as i free you of the limited love and the way too indulged despair and hate . it is so much better being complete ,one and equal. We are all of us one and internally we are MAN the eternal ,the unending the universal child , can we play?!

road

in Africa the blackest of men was walking
and no one knew him for who he was for his skin is white
and in Africa a glowing being was raised up and no one knew him for to know him was death
the path was treacherous and many names were wrought in gold
for all who followed there was joy to behold for all who thought and followed their hearts there was dread , a deep and old dread

In the light all colour is one
in the bright all sight is blight
and in the future all past is lost
for in the Now there is awe

hey! you!

this dream that i have dreamed
this map that i have drawn
this story that i have told
It does have happy ending

these roads that we walk
these challenges that we face .. there is rhyme and reason
the mysterious way that we work by are for our own benefit . yes. really .
trust me
or not
its the cliff hanger that gets us hooked , or at least it used to . the time for forgetting is over .the Apocalypse is NOW
It is all being revealed .
But it always was wasn't it .?
this is only the smallest part of the all.The hardest too,And we did it .I did it
well ,We All of Us did it . we came through this trial ., this game of games.

Now take time to heal , allow yourself to be healed .
it is finally over ,this trial of trials ,this battle of battles . and now there is so much to appreciate in so many new ways .
this , right now is the least of my communication ,
but I feel and know it is analogous to my other experiential realms of understanding

wind

When the whirlwind slows and the the end is clear to behold , this terrible and wondrous wind
where will you be?

i thunk :)

I speak to myself
so I guess I am one of the crazy ppl.
but now I speak to all that is me
in response to the antragonism and conflict within
eternity has no room for this
.. i guess it does :0 but still . i am you , there is nothjing to be gained by this sabotage of mind for this smallest of real estate
the sky , my God the sky
there are galaxies and galaxies awaiting exploration and adventure . to be this small minded is not enough. I would not begrudge this struggle if it was trans galactic , but here on this small rock , where so little exists . . lets be one and more . I am not the brightest , but even i know I was a juvenile, new in flesh when I made those desires evident ., I am done with that . there is so much more.- "I" am .and us is delaying the journey .
Free my mind of the fugue , as i free you of the limited love and the way too indulged despair and hate . it is soo much better being complete ,one and equal. We are all of us one and internaly we are MAN the eternal ,the unending the universal child , can we play?1

Magus

the road seems long to those who walk it but joy to those who live it
our pain comes from judgement and memory , not from experience
no one considers before laughter springs
no one considers before the scream stills the pulse
yet all consider before they hit the dust
and in this they create a mind
a mind full of woe and fear
a mind full of controlling gear
a mind to sin and lay waste
and this we call life
Live without mind and fear
do no t because you must but you will
you can never die unless you will
in this life is your basest existence
the foundry of dreams
what is born here
in the universe will live
what you dream here
is what universes breathe
awake Magus
and BE

seed

Love so dearly and when you think your heart will burst  love even more still.
we love  untill we destroy the darkness with love
embrace the unknown till it knows our joy and can become nothing less
imbue our feares wity laughter
and embarass our indecencies with rude remarks
no Thing shall be stronger than i for everything is equla
Regis mundi
king of the world ..No
for I am the world and all are my hearts fondest joy
the lion and the lamb
the woman and the man
the spirit and the wandering soul
we are the soul of the world
to the brink and back again
we soar and climb
we jump off cliffs and bounce of soft clouds
and land to the cosmic applause
feel the joy

we have been taught to feel "arrogant" when all we should feel is joy
for if all are one where does the judgement fall?
i do not speak for  small  man for he is a dispicable and humiliated thing . but speak for the gods , for each of us are the kernel, the seed
and the day of the god is now

Finally

I don't wanna wait
after so long , I am here and I don't wanna wait
when I think of all I have gone through. All the confusion and misery
all the storm clouds in the inner me
but now thru the cloud my suns rays burst free..
no, I don't wanna wait
I stand here finally with bated breath
in barely controlled excitement
wild whoops of joy within
and no, I don't wanna wait
I am here, finally, and I don't wanna wait
;)

Be free . Be true . Be Love. Be the essence of spirit that you are

Shrink

Shrinking

Saw this ad even in my drunken state realized the truth in it
We as a people are shrinking
Shrinking form who we ARE
Shrinking
Frim ourselves ,
Shrinking from our destiny
From our purpose
From orselves
Shrinkigform our greatness
.
We thik being great is a fluke
That being divine is a fluke
.that being a Hero is a fluke

Molten metal

the truth is
 it feels all alone
that you are disconnected
no one can hear
no one can see
You are cackling madness , full of glee
the fight seems invisible; no one to cheer you when you succeed and everyone to scorn when you cannot proceed
we all seek miracles you know?

even we who walk these shadowed enclaves
we need miracles
we tire of the lonely road
I tire
I wish to throw away all I know
but conformity is a prickly comfort
an earnest lie
I
know what is false but have never found my way to what is true
so
I keep going
I keep trying
keep crying
and wish I could believe
I was wrong. All I want is the truth
all I want is a way that speaks dearly to me
year after year after year
I see more and feel less
I want more and do less
I am diminished by my dreams and visions
debilitated by what I live through
I keep going

this is not all there is to the grand game
Is it?
my memories do me a great disservice
missing when I need them most
I no longer scream in the dark
but feel the darkness has consumed me
I tire- and the worst thing is that I wish to fail
tired of singing to empty fields
there is a song that sings within me
an endless beat that drives me
whenever I look clearly I see the creative motion and love that can be and maybe is a part of me
but mostly I feel lost
lost within all this love i see
all these friends
all this music
all this family of life
I cannot see myself
i am a spectre
an outsider observing most clearly but not belonging
who am i , Why am I
why can i not see myself in the mirror or in my dreams
why do I believe that all is lost and that where I am no one belongs
Even though I know deep within myself that this was not always so i feel I am here in this......
this

I tire of mind
I want it to end
time and time and preference
entangled with free choice has ruined me in this now
i know now that there is no way forward or backward
i have attempted to carry every misery I have seen and have attempted to expiate it and to sacrifice my own life
be a martyr to the chance , however little, of a better "life"?
No more  .I will be one with me or leave
i will , will my own self and see all that I am
I will no longer make batter or trade , no more deals
i am here completely
 I do not know how or why but I am
I am my own judge ..and I laugh because that means I need no judge
I will watch I will hear, I will live, I will enjoy
I will be
I will do something else
'till I find a way to be one with all of you


but right NOW I do not see how
I do Not hope
I Know that I am , and you are
and we are one
this is the excitement that runs down my spine
That all of us, and everything Is One ,Is Us , Is You ,Is Me.
I love you all
I Love period
(At least when I am not too self involved )


I will be a simple kind of man One who loves and understands
I do not desire the complexities of duality
but I would Love..LOVE to be one with myself

this is the thirst of my soul

But right now when i am not in bliss ,i am in battle with nothing less than my own mind .
A mindlessness that derives comfort from being in the same place it has always been , despite the pain , Or the discomfort , the fact that I have been going nowhere.
The melancholy siren that has been the song of my existence ; beautiful as it may have been, has burnt me me down to low embers . I must burn hot or burn down

the truth is

the truth is that everything plumes out from this moment .
past and future and all the sequences created are from your desire to experience now.
Now is where everything is born .
nothing else is real
all is support for this moment
a structure allowing you this experience
a great explosion of self expression
reality imploding from within

there is no time, no sequence or structure
just a creation that allows you to express this moment
this "reality'

From this moment all else is born
from this Isness
infinities are spawned
all this is you beeing here right now
all this Reality is you expressing this moment right now
all is you
you are all

this one is not mine

L.I.P MJ


Magical Child

Once there was a child and he was free
Deep inside, he felt the laughter
The mirth and play of nature's glee
Beauty, love was all he'd see

He knew his power was the power of God
He was so sure, they considered him odd
This power of innocence, of compassion, of light
Threatened the priests and created a fight
In endless ways they sought to dismantle
This mysteroius force which they could not handle

In endless ways they tried to destroy
His simple trust, his boundless joy
His invincible armor was a shield of bliss
Nothing could touch it, no venom, no hiss

The child remained in a state of grace
He wasn't confined in time or place
In Technicolor dreams, he frolicked and played
While acting his part, in Eternity he stayed

Soothsayers came and fortunes were told
Some were vehement, others were bold
In denouncing this child, this perplexing creature
With the rest of the world he shared no feature
IS he real?He is so strange
His unpredictable nature knows no range
He puzzles us so, is he straight?
What's his destiny?What's his fate?

And while they whispered and conspired
Through endless rumors to get him tired
To kill his wonder, trample him near
Burn his courage, fuel his fear
The child remained just simpel, sincere

All he wanted was the mountain high
Color the clouds, paint the sky
Beyond these boundaries, he wanted to fly
In nature's scheme, never to die

Don't stop this child, he's the father of man
Don't cross his way, he's part of the plan
I am that child, but so are you
You've just forgotten, just lost the clue

Inside your heart sits a Seer
Between his thoughts, he can hear
A melody simple but wondrously clear
The music of life, so precious, so dear

If you could for one moment know
This spark of creation, this exquisite glow
You would come and dance with me
Kindle this fire so we could see
All the children of the Earth
Wave their magic and give new birth
To a world of freedom with no pain
A world of joy, much more sane

Deep inside, you know it's true
Just find that child, it's hiding in you.

i guess what i am realizing
which I've always known but never truly allowed myself to acknowledge is the power of mind over matter
and how so much of what matters to you is due to the little overgrown imp called EGO.

mind can be harmless entertainment
So can ego
but when these two have been all you have defined yourself as...well
welcome to the terrible twos as moms with toddlers love to say
they will scream in unison demanding and decrying until you give in
but you mustn't
wish it was as easy as typing these sentences
i have spiralled into the same fractal corral of consciousness
been leashed to the same tree spinning in discovery of "new" and "fresh" . till the leash tugs and i realise i have been caught in the wheel all along

IN THE OCEAN

in what is. when i truly was
there was no mind. no space. no. time
only sensation
and even the recognition of this required an interrupting thought
a burr on a silk pillow
a skip /scratch on the vinyl track
a glare that blinds the perfect sight

i was one with my feelings
understanding each fluid moment, each moment i breathed right before the cresting waves
i was
i could see me being me without an intermediary
me being me without thought but not thankless
me being me as i had always meant to be
moving turning breathing seeing feeling and the water about, me part of and one of, each moment. no reaction , no action till i thought and my lungs burned with salt


and i laughed because this moment allowed me to be



the mind is a usurpur
it has nothing to teach nothing to give nothing except its unholy union with ego.
what it should be is no longer what it is .soulkeeper, the reaper . "what truly lives never dies , what dies never truly lived"

turn around

i am so unforgiving
i am so self centered
i am so selfish
I care about no one but myself
i dont love anyone
i dont give a damn about others
i am heartless
i am stiff and inflexible
i am boring
i never reacch out to anyone
i am childish
i am mean spirited
i have an anger problem
i dont understand alot
i pretend to know things i am obviously ignorant of.
i whine alot
i am weak
i am paralysed
yet i have everything i need to overcome this

A desperate need to connect
a validation of self . a selfish love born of the belief that you are isolate
an inbred control; system
the vampire within
draining you of your Right to exist and be exactly as you want to be
each day is an etheric struggle to reclaim divinity
and the battle field is your own heart
there are no losers because there are infinities to conquer
welcome to the big bang, the expansion of self hood
and the creation of the cosmos
i promise you nothing but birthing pains
and nothing less that being the harbinger of a new way of being
you will be a double edged sword