quit making it so hard
the radical is not so unimaginable
the life need not be steeped in dread
the idea is not the living
and the living is not bound by the idea
all it is is the expression of them
all we are is an expression of possibilities
the result of divine inspiration
living the process in furious calculation
we are the result of higher equations and higher realities
condensed form
but the spectrum of us shoots up to infinities that we cannot compare
on all angles of perception
to higher levels of infinity
we are the same being .Expressed
what is high is expressed in the low ,
and what is misunderstood . is a level of expression too
that it is not valid or not desirable is not beyond the will of infinity
and just because it exists does not express limit or liability
just decision and choice
the fire that burns you is not evil . but the choice to revel in that destruction can be experienced as such
the deviation from truth is not the problem
but the acceptance or imposition of the deviance may be judged as such for the fruit that it bears is always grievous
i want to be unequivocal about some things .but i cannot . Not just yet
For first it must be unequivocably in a place of my creation . Then and only then can I invite and share with you my particular creation
the solidity of these moments has been a most grievous experience though still a most precious gift
but now i tire
allowing that which i adore
to be bound to be less rather than
more
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
sacred twist
quit making it so hard
the radical is not so unimaginable
the khab does not have to be in the khu
neither the khu with the Khab
the life need not be steeped in dread
the idea is not the living
and the living is not bound by the idea
all it is is the expression of them
all we are is an expression of possibilities
the result of divine inspiration
living the process in furious calculation
we are the result of higher equations and higher realities
condensed form
but the spectrum of us shoots up to infinities that we cannot compare
on all angles of perception
to higher levels of infinity
we are the same being .Expressed
what is high is expressed in the low ,
and what is misunderstood . is a level of expression too
that it is not valid or not desirable is not beyond the will of infinity
and just because it exists does not express limit or liability
just decision and choice
the fire that burns you is not evil . but the choice to revel in that destruction can be experienced as such
the deviation from truth is not the problem
but the acceptance or imposition of the deviance may be judged as such for the fruit that it bears is always grievous
i want to be unequivocal about some things .but i cannot . Not just yet
For first it must be unequivocably in a place of my creation . Then and only then can I invite and share with you my particular creation
the solidity of these moments has been a most grievous experience though still a most precious gift
but now i tire
allowing that which i adore
the radical is not so unimaginable
the khab does not have to be in the khu
neither the khu with the Khab
the life need not be steeped in dread
the idea is not the living
and the living is not bound by the idea
all it is is the expression of them
all we are is an expression of possibilities
the result of divine inspiration
living the process in furious calculation
we are the result of higher equations and higher realities
condensed form
but the spectrum of us shoots up to infinities that we cannot compare
on all angles of perception
to higher levels of infinity
we are the same being .Expressed
what is high is expressed in the low ,
and what is misunderstood . is a level of expression too
that it is not valid or not desirable is not beyond the will of infinity
and just because it exists does not express limit or liability
just decision and choice
the fire that burns you is not evil . but the choice to revel in that destruction can be experienced as such
the deviation from truth is not the problem
but the acceptance or imposition of the deviance may be judged as such for the fruit that it bears is always grievous
i want to be unequivocal about some things .but i cannot . Not just yet
For first it must be unequivocably in a place of my creation . Then and only then can I invite and share with you my particular creation
the solidity of these moments has been a most grievous experience though still a most precious gift
but now i tire
allowing that which i adore
the call back
the sandman
the seductive siren
memories of what never was
and the thoughts that mimic my own .
Its easy to fall asleep if I don't desire wakefulness
to give away my power
and repeal my self determination
and simply go on with what has gone on before
....resign myself
but in these moments .Stop and See .
I stop and see ,
watch the me that tires
and marvel at the creature that walked this far on this road
I watch the story that has evolved
watched the lies that would have had me cold
watch .breathe . wait . and see
and inevitably
the second wind comes
and a gentler breeze caresses the frowns from my brows
and i tell myself that it is all well with my soul
that this moment has its place in me .in the All
and whatever happens i can never ever fall
It is all well with my soul and it is all well with me
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
HERE THERE DRAGONS BE---- Donald P. Harris
HERE THERE DRAGONS BE
In tortured lands, where cowards cry
And fall along the road to die
A man must live the way of right
Pure and chaste, with Godly might
For lesser men will live not long
But in a wisp of smoke, be gone
For lesser men do not but cower
When they contend with dragon power
Then what will be of maidens fair
If heroes die in dragon's lair?
And where will all the children play
If thundering wings chase them away?
Here the dragons rule the sky
And search the earth with evil eye
To foist upon the sons of man
Their vile intent and wicked plan
Then, in their reptilian glee
Into their earthen holes they flee
With naught of guilt or recompense
To eat their captive audience
In such a land, where man doth roam
And plow the earth to make a home
It takes a man of Godly faith
Who fights with supernatural strength
Whose armor 'gainst each foe defends
Whose shield each arrow's fall portends
A man who'll spit at evil's taint
Who'll not back down, nor weary, faint
A man who's steed will battle brave
And hold his foot in deepest cave
He’ll never for his life take care
And run not from the dragon's stare
Such man, who's deemed a Saintly Knight
Would storm the dark to bring the light
He'll not retreat from scorching flame
But quench the fire in God's Own Name
Of such a man the bards will sing
A man of fate who would be king
If such a man your mirror sees
Then come, for Here There Dragons Be
-- Donald P. Harris
In tortured lands, where cowards cry
And fall along the road to die
A man must live the way of right
Pure and chaste, with Godly might
For lesser men will live not long
But in a wisp of smoke, be gone
For lesser men do not but cower
When they contend with dragon power
Then what will be of maidens fair
If heroes die in dragon's lair?
And where will all the children play
If thundering wings chase them away?
Here the dragons rule the sky
And search the earth with evil eye
To foist upon the sons of man
Their vile intent and wicked plan
Then, in their reptilian glee
Into their earthen holes they flee
With naught of guilt or recompense
To eat their captive audience
In such a land, where man doth roam
And plow the earth to make a home
It takes a man of Godly faith
Who fights with supernatural strength
Whose armor 'gainst each foe defends
Whose shield each arrow's fall portends
A man who'll spit at evil's taint
Who'll not back down, nor weary, faint
A man who's steed will battle brave
And hold his foot in deepest cave
He’ll never for his life take care
And run not from the dragon's stare
Such man, who's deemed a Saintly Knight
Would storm the dark to bring the light
He'll not retreat from scorching flame
But quench the fire in God's Own Name
Of such a man the bards will sing
A man of fate who would be king
If such a man your mirror sees
Then come, for Here There Dragons Be
-- Donald P. Harris
Tennyson
What does little birdie say
In her nest at peep of day?
Let me fly, says little birdie,
Mother, let me fly away.
Birdie, rest a little longer,
Till thy little wings are stronger.
So she rests a little longer,
Then she flies away.
What does little baby say,
In her bed at peep of day?
Baby says, like little birdie,
Let me rise and fly away.
Baby, sleep a little longer,
Till thy little limbs are stronger.
If she sleeps a little longer,
Baby too shall fly away.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
been a while
It’s been a while since I have written, or spoken.
There’s been a suggestion of change that I feel is essential
One that I cannot say
It involves something new
And there lies the dilemma
It involves openness to what has not been before
Yet always was
It requires a laying down and a submission
Discarding and deposing
It doesn’t even feel like renewal.
It is just a new 'All'.
Perhaps my necessary dram requires drama
and the dramatic is how I critique
But this feels s different
On orders of change I have never encountered before
And my pulse betrays me
In the rush of my true desire
Do much much...else?
There’s been a suggestion of change that I feel is essential
One that I cannot say
It involves something new
And there lies the dilemma
It involves openness to what has not been before
Yet always was
It requires a laying down and a submission
Discarding and deposing
It doesn’t even feel like renewal.
It is just a new 'All'.
Perhaps my necessary dram requires drama
and the dramatic is how I critique
But this feels s different
On orders of change I have never encountered before
And my pulse betrays me
In the rush of my true desire
Do much much...else?
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Live ..Honestly.
More and more I am seeing the power of honesty. That is the true Honesty of being. The total acceptance of self in equality and oneness. The total honesty of sight in truth and awareness. The veracity of the thing beheld and conceived in complete and intimate self revelation.
Truth as the Idealized being, and honesty as your subjective relationship with what IS. This place does not require or bear judgment. It does not raise up or debase. It simply accepts and embraces what is .\and does so completely with what can only be termed as Love. At this point illusion and deception break down and clarity ensues. In this place distance dissipates and union is achieved. Seeing and that which is seen intertwine and in that spiral of being What is and Who is are the scalar properties of existence.
You need to embrace everything about who you are and where you are before divine will can be revealed. And you need to do this honestly. Everything about yourself and your surrounding; all realms of this (Physical, mental, emotional, social etc.) needs to be embraced in expansive self awareness. This requires honesty.
Be equal with all that you are without judgment or recriminations. Accept that this journey, even at its current perceptual point is a perfect expression of divinity. That all that has happened was in and of itself a perfect expression in its own right for its own purpose as your awareness shows you NOW. Hold it all as one and equal with none bearing undue weight or significance each being true as what IS. Then from this draw your insights and your enlightenment. From this point chart your course. From point form your being and in this freedom move your being into another facet of the all.
There is of course an initial fear when this is begun. But it is never begun or even conceived of, unless you are at that place. That fear is of an old world passing away. it is a terror of self annihilation. It is valid only in the same way a misunderstanding is valid. It is not real.
You fear that when all is "stripped", nothing will be left. Or that when you look to deep within, you will be repelled by what you see. But that is just the conditioning of the old world, the world that judges you unworthy. Yes,There may be fire and there may be pain if these conditionings are embedded and have been accepted as who you are. Thus the belief that transformation equals traumatic contortion-> if this is true for you at this time but it need not be true for you in other times.
Hold the intent within. Seek Honestly. and be honest; make a habit of seeing without adding to the sight, weighted opinions of mind and habit . Dwell in your heart.
Allow awareness to be a part of your heartfelt intent. let this desire burn within and excite you. and the rest will follow according to your unique creation.
Truth is simply what is. And you can only truly engage with what IS. This means intellectual honesty, emotional honesty ,allow yourself an integrity of being that does not seek to edit reality for egos gratification or for societal conformity. Be with the moment and be fully aware. Bear and bare this intent with you always. remind yourself each time that the system (i.e. cultural matrix) plays sandman to your waking self. Most importantly, take it with a sense of play. Even the most narcotized of beings (matricaly speaking) is within divinity.
But that you are here now means that you are awake and creatively engaging in awesomeness W00t!
*****
change need not be traumatic; it can be, but need not be. Antagonism and repulsion are not the only ways to catalyze transformation. They can be but need not be. A self aware being is its own impetus. Presence is catalyst. Awareness is creations witness and the existences most ardent connoisseur.
Be present and appreciative of each day and each happening for it is not happenstance. You are here because this was the best place you can be, and if you could only open your eyes and see with every organ of your being, that all this; EVERYTHING, exists right now because of your presence. Full spectrum muenjoyos!
Truth as the Idealized being, and honesty as your subjective relationship with what IS. This place does not require or bear judgment. It does not raise up or debase. It simply accepts and embraces what is .\and does so completely with what can only be termed as Love. At this point illusion and deception break down and clarity ensues. In this place distance dissipates and union is achieved. Seeing and that which is seen intertwine and in that spiral of being What is and Who is are the scalar properties of existence.
You need to embrace everything about who you are and where you are before divine will can be revealed. And you need to do this honestly. Everything about yourself and your surrounding; all realms of this (Physical, mental, emotional, social etc.) needs to be embraced in expansive self awareness. This requires honesty.
Be equal with all that you are without judgment or recriminations. Accept that this journey, even at its current perceptual point is a perfect expression of divinity. That all that has happened was in and of itself a perfect expression in its own right for its own purpose as your awareness shows you NOW. Hold it all as one and equal with none bearing undue weight or significance each being true as what IS. Then from this draw your insights and your enlightenment. From this point chart your course. From point form your being and in this freedom move your being into another facet of the all.
There is of course an initial fear when this is begun. But it is never begun or even conceived of, unless you are at that place. That fear is of an old world passing away. it is a terror of self annihilation. It is valid only in the same way a misunderstanding is valid. It is not real.
You fear that when all is "stripped", nothing will be left. Or that when you look to deep within, you will be repelled by what you see. But that is just the conditioning of the old world, the world that judges you unworthy. Yes,There may be fire and there may be pain if these conditionings are embedded and have been accepted as who you are. Thus the belief that transformation equals traumatic contortion-> if this is true for you at this time but it need not be true for you in other times.
Hold the intent within. Seek Honestly. and be honest; make a habit of seeing without adding to the sight, weighted opinions of mind and habit . Dwell in your heart.
Allow awareness to be a part of your heartfelt intent. let this desire burn within and excite you. and the rest will follow according to your unique creation.
Truth is simply what is. And you can only truly engage with what IS. This means intellectual honesty, emotional honesty ,allow yourself an integrity of being that does not seek to edit reality for egos gratification or for societal conformity. Be with the moment and be fully aware. Bear and bare this intent with you always. remind yourself each time that the system (i.e. cultural matrix) plays sandman to your waking self. Most importantly, take it with a sense of play. Even the most narcotized of beings (matricaly speaking) is within divinity.
But that you are here now means that you are awake and creatively engaging in awesomeness W00t!
*****
change need not be traumatic; it can be, but need not be. Antagonism and repulsion are not the only ways to catalyze transformation. They can be but need not be. A self aware being is its own impetus. Presence is catalyst. Awareness is creations witness and the existences most ardent connoisseur.
Be present and appreciative of each day and each happening for it is not happenstance. You are here because this was the best place you can be, and if you could only open your eyes and see with every organ of your being, that all this; EVERYTHING, exists right now because of your presence. Full spectrum muenjoyos!
Saturday, January 8, 2011
caught up
static
no Staccato
rapid dysrhythmia
my heart beat is no longer mine
my decisions no longer from my mind
this is not my daily grind
i got slicked and i got tripped
oh god i got killed
i was walking and a slipped and i flipped
and oh god this is not my trip
it funny though cos its not my script
and i can see through it
oh god this is not my script
no Staccato
rapid dysrhythmia
my heart beat is no longer mine
my decisions no longer from my mind
this is not my daily grind
i got slicked and i got tripped
oh god i got killed
i was walking and a slipped and i flipped
and oh god this is not my trip
it funny though cos its not my script
and i can see through it
oh god this is not my script
elephant in the room
at one level those who remain will live in paradise
slaves to opulence and desire
those very few who serve
will prepare a banquet of their fellow men
whose lives will be the delicacies to the gods
i hate to mention this
but where are your missing ones?
slaves to opulence and desire
those very few who serve
will prepare a banquet of their fellow men
whose lives will be the delicacies to the gods
i hate to mention this
but where are your missing ones?
moonlit rant ....2010
Have you ever been a happy thought
ever been a benevolent despot
where if they had not ever touched this spot
you would make them dance till they filled this spot
when all is rhythm
and never freedom
padumm' padumm
padumm' padumm
do you see
do you finally see?
its the feel of your here born moment
the ever dance of this never moment
that this eve
this reprieve of light
where the whirlwind dances in the night
and the moonbeams undress the ocean tides
this eve
....this is where the poetry breaks down
where the reality breathes through the masks
where right is wrong and wrong is merely cracks
What ?
Yo!
i am the only speaker to this moment
i am the only deliverer to your need
the hidden lover, Shiva,s greed
Friday, January 7, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
selah
each person carries within themselves everyother person
each spirit contains within itself all other spirits
and every concousness exists to percieve another
we all bear each others dreams . within our dreams
of hopes and nightmares
we are a universe of lovers
bearing all within
we are all mothers giving birth to each other
In each other and each thing we find our being
and in all we find our seeming
the manyness exists in oneness
the moving in that which is the most still
each spirit contains within itself all other spirits
and every concousness exists to percieve another
we all bear each others dreams . within our dreams
of hopes and nightmares
we are a universe of lovers
bearing all within
we are all mothers giving birth to each other
In each other and each thing we find our being
and in all we find our seeming
the manyness exists in oneness
the moving in that which is the most still
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