Sunday, August 14, 2016
Thursday, August 4, 2016
full bloom child
a miracle to the wise
a big deal, The heart beat life going Boom
in full bloom
an explosion of sense and glee
an expansion of the concept of being me
full bloom in season sensational
full bloom outstanding on a mountain peak
light piercing the dark
bringing dawn in all sense and glory
a miracle to the wise
a big deal, The heart beat life going Boom
in full bloom
an explosion of sense and glee
an expansion of the concept of being me
full bloom in season sensational
full bloom outstanding on a mountain peak
light piercing the dark
bringing dawn in all sense and glory
Monday, May 30, 2016
so.
paradoxically
to see the Light requires an attempt to stand in a dark place.
face palm..stupid move,
its all shadows till you see the light as Yourself and stop reading the steno off the cave walls.
thought for thoughts sake is an obscene monster, until you allow your "awareness" to click back on.
be a thoughtless observer for a while , a happy idiot if you will , allow the niverse to transpire as it should , and with childish delight see the wonder unfold ,,in everything! even a dust mote
then go check on your ego
soothe it as you will and reassure it the nothing went wrong in its "timeout/Absence"
accept the "smallness" that is your eye as it wades that Vast boundless of the IS . it does not lessen you,
think of the majestic audacity that is your soul,
that it dares venture into infinite deeps
with a crazed grin ,joyful bestial visage,wild and mad for adventure,
we lay unchallenged claim to the infinite
and rejoice in the yet unconquered ignorance in our path
burning illumination with each forward step.birthing ourselves anew from each fallen and found truth
each sunrise is our new found wisdom born in the grave darkness of dreams and stupor.
each sun is our new soul chosen anew, lighting up the sky to new passions endeavours and dreams
there is no pith or path to these writings today
just chords to long forgotten songs that our wondering souls need reminding
the real Song of Life
the reason that we Majestics roam the unseen
each word is whimsy that will trigger a chord
an accord
between yours and mine
you as mind
answer the call of longing within
and with great purpose and voice
WAKE UP
paradoxically
to see the Light requires an attempt to stand in a dark place.
face palm..stupid move,
its all shadows till you see the light as Yourself and stop reading the steno off the cave walls.
thought for thoughts sake is an obscene monster, until you allow your "awareness" to click back on.
be a thoughtless observer for a while , a happy idiot if you will , allow the niverse to transpire as it should , and with childish delight see the wonder unfold ,,in everything! even a dust mote
then go check on your ego
soothe it as you will and reassure it the nothing went wrong in its "timeout/Absence"
accept the "smallness" that is your eye as it wades that Vast boundless of the IS . it does not lessen you,
think of the majestic audacity that is your soul,
that it dares venture into infinite deeps
with a crazed grin ,joyful bestial visage,wild and mad for adventure,
we lay unchallenged claim to the infinite
and rejoice in the yet unconquered ignorance in our path
burning illumination with each forward step.birthing ourselves anew from each fallen and found truth
each sunrise is our new found wisdom born in the grave darkness of dreams and stupor.
each sun is our new soul chosen anew, lighting up the sky to new passions endeavours and dreams
there is no pith or path to these writings today
just chords to long forgotten songs that our wondering souls need reminding
the real Song of Life
the reason that we Majestics roam the unseen
each word is whimsy that will trigger a chord
an accord
between yours and mine
you as mind
answer the call of longing within
and with great purpose and voice
WAKE UP
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
I used to be limitless in thought and act
then for some reason I got scared and fought back
Hard
I gave as good as I got
Ii became heartless enough and fear full enough
I equalled and excelled at balancing the monsters out
Then backed away
I thought I had won
turns out all I have done is build a dam
a flaming wall to keep "life" at bay
it was a genius move!
...
for the short term
Now I see myself at a distance.
a hollowed out husk
that battled itself almost to the death
So I WILL reconnect with the stars and the seas
I WILL reconnect with my sadness and joys and fears
I WILL reconnect with my loved ones and my Dreams
my lost soul
I will remind myself what the words Father,Mother,Brother, Friend, Mean
I will not treat my grief as disease
but embrace it as the embers of what burns most fiercely once accepted and held close;
Love
The burning light of THEE
the whole being
that is ME
then for some reason I got scared and fought back
Hard
I gave as good as I got
Ii became heartless enough and fear full enough
I equalled and excelled at balancing the monsters out
Then backed away
I thought I had won
turns out all I have done is build a dam
a flaming wall to keep "life" at bay
it was a genius move!
...
for the short term
Now I see myself at a distance.
a hollowed out husk
that battled itself almost to the death
So I WILL reconnect with the stars and the seas
I WILL reconnect with my sadness and joys and fears
I WILL reconnect with my loved ones and my Dreams
my lost soul
I will remind myself what the words Father,Mother,Brother, Friend, Mean
I will not treat my grief as disease
but embrace it as the embers of what burns most fiercely once accepted and held close;
Love
The burning light of THEE
the whole being
that is ME
Sunday, January 31, 2016
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
New Things
towards the end of the last year
things got kinda hectic
it felt like things were getting to a head
Manic barely gets to describe it
but towards the end I went through a pain like i never have
Physically and mentally I felt spent
Food would not stay in
I was like the book of lamentations wrapped and made real
food and wine,
friends and Lovers
my favourite books
sunsets and sunrises
always like dust and ash
It was an ending
So New things
My joy has returned
I cannot even articulate or fathom the reasons of my despair
It is so distant
New things
I know Thanatos wings brushed me
all of me
death came by and claimed its own
took them to New...
So
New things
Im a child a gain
Laughing again
seeing again
be. Living again
without belief though
Ain't falling for that again
like I said
New Things
Its euphoria
my own un given Samsara
New Things!
new Gods
new Paths
new grace
new loves
same friends
Doing New things
its not an attempt at profundity
just Play
things got kinda hectic
it felt like things were getting to a head
Manic barely gets to describe it
but towards the end I went through a pain like i never have
Physically and mentally I felt spent
Food would not stay in
I was like the book of lamentations wrapped and made real
food and wine,
friends and Lovers
my favourite books
sunsets and sunrises
always like dust and ash
It was an ending
So New things
My joy has returned
I cannot even articulate or fathom the reasons of my despair
It is so distant
New things
I know Thanatos wings brushed me
all of me
death came by and claimed its own
took them to New...
So
New things
Im a child a gain
Laughing again
seeing again
be. Living again
without belief though
Ain't falling for that again
like I said
New Things
Its euphoria
my own un given Samsara
New Things!
new Gods
new Paths
new grace
new loves
same friends
Doing New things
its not an attempt at profundity
just Play
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