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Enslaved World

Enslaved World

Deleted God. Animated psychology.
I love God. I respect God. I want God.

No, no Foggy Psychology. 
Life is God. I live for God.

Soul science in my life comes from God.
I don’t want English Psychology.

I want to delete, destroy the dark psychology.
We will do it, clear the world of these poisons.

No this psychology
No this aberrations

I am a human
I am a European

Foggy Psychology
Can’t drive my life

I love
God

Drives me
God

And I
Satan

People are 
Anesthetized here

By psychology
Foggy

Enslaved
World

idle musings

apology from heart with eyes smiling
that ego spawned aberrations be healed 
a simple task yet difficult for some
foolishly frittered is the gift of life
soul deadened to throb of the cosmic hum

sliver of silver

she had attempted to colour in outside of the box
now the silver lining dangled from a broken necklace
suffocated her aspirations oozed discontent and sorrow
	
the shine had come off and no amount of polish would
erase smudges and impurity nor restore a once lucid soul
reflections tore at her heart and strangled in darkness

precious metal now a neck tie of craving for balance
reprieve from discomfort aberrations and delusions
pendant to be relieved from reversed penchant of life

at first she assigned emotions to one crazy error of judgement
distortion of passion disillusionment or mere false appraisal
yet resentments turned on herself in anger insecurity and fear

her whole mindset had been poisoned inflamed to the core
only complete reconstruction of Self would yield any success
which is when she decided to stop running away to face the truth

In service to all

There are aberrations we wish to correct,
in this lucid dream of life to sets wrongs right
but since we know the law of cause and effect,
fulcrum of our actions must be from the light.
Setting up love’s intent wave, in the vast void,
essence of soul’s presence, pure and unalloyed,
co-creates thus with God, strobes of light divine,
designed to transform souls who choose to align.

SELF PORTRAIT

SELF PORTRAIT

To be objective about oneself is hard
All the others’ competing observations
Reluctant to let them into a conclusion
Yet one remains trapped in confusion
Despite all those awkward aberrations
A basic personality cannot be marred

To see a mirror image is just one view
A painted portrait offers yet another
But with no accuracy in introspection
It can always benefit from correction
It’s a close call from one’s twin brother
But for most, they do not have a clue

A photograph may capture one look
But underneath you know it’s unreal
That big fake smile, just for prosperity
As one waved goodbye to all sincerity
Never sure about how one may feel
So many characteristics in the book

A unique tattoo may carry a stigma
Identity may never be quite the match 
Under hypnosis, one can be anyone
But as psychoanalysis has finally begun
Even if one is labelled a suspect batch
Who one may be, remains an enigma

Zen Mode

triadic heart heals
aberrations manifest
provided we relinquish 
delusions of our identity

identity is fuelled by thought
borne by cravings of ego
related to mind-body
which we are not

thus cessation 
of thoughts
is the key
to bliss

03-June-2023

Screen of Awareness

scream of awareness

like factor fifty lotion
a screen of cognizance 
shields emotions in
rational thoughts

perceptions
illusions
mere grasps of appreciation
slice through an underworld
of dreams wishes misunderstanding

the past reeks through
misrepresents disallows 
creates a narrative of survival
in the here and now
which harbours goalposts
dead ends aberrations diversions

if the road is wide enough 
there is a place for turning around
at the cul de sac 
listening to stepping stones
and trivia which overcome
the need to take and live life so seriously

we engage with life every day
die only once
fully aware or not 
what the journey entails

if I can grasp a twiglet of truths
to keep shape or brake
in the full knowledge
that few things matter
passion and fire
can be rekindled
which only comprises
kindness and love


16th May 2023

Transits

he had lunch in Paraguay,
just a typical type of day,
then stepped through his portal
for dinner in Bombay.
it was an exciting type of life
with his mental time machine
sometimes he left a place
before he’d ever been.
he recorded these aberrations
deep down inside his head;
he knew the day her met himself
was the day he would be dead.
he glanced at himself in the mirror
with a wry sort of smile
then slipped through his portal
for breakfast by the nile.

Detractors and Libelers

DETRACTORS AND LIBELERS :

Living in the world with detractors,
Moving egregiously with libelers. 
They always try killing our dreams,
Because their lives never gleams.
When we put on the coat of vigor,
They see us to be a generational threat.
And they tag us with an evil ribbon,
By wishing us nothing but death.
Anytime we plan,we successfully win,
And our hearts pours out a lasting grin,
Inasmuch as God's love for us is deep.

But they always grow sad and weep,
Since their aims are never achieved.
They aim at getting us badly digraced,
Only because we look extremely great.
So based on their vicious aberrations,
They undertake daily cladestine operations,
Just to destroy our blessed lives,
At any given time...both day and night. 
So we really got to tread cautiously,
By acting prayerfully and discreetly,
Until we leave this world of detractors,
Made up of so many libelers,
Who can never take away our powers.
For we are blessed and heavenly covered.

Allusions

ALLUSIONS
an
epitome of
aberrations
self-expression
  with extravagent
flamboyant
   eccentricity

antics
  lurking
in surprise
  original
&quite arbitrary
a distinctive
  sanctuary
of notions&
conventions

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived

Lincoln Cathedral

Saints, gargoyles, Kings, and imps,
mix, match and mingle.
The beatific and the ogres
hang over slate roofs
like drunks at closing-time.

The stone-masons were subversives,
they must have drank on the job,
yet Remigius de Fécamp, Bishop Alexander,
and St Hugh of Lincoln
all signed off on this unholy riot.
Fire and earthquakes only encouraged
more irreverent flamboyancy.

Gradually `Mary Mother' took over the house
sweeping granite spiders out of the atrium,
boxing the ears of errant goblins,
yet much medieval and Gothic dangle remain.

The effrontery of it all,
all those capricious aberrations,
lead us to believe, not so much in God,
but the sheer immensity of our
rebellious and disorderly minds.

Chromatic Aberration

CHROMATIC ABERRATION

There’s another epidemic
Now infecting many a mind
With a source hap academic
Bending thought made colour blind

Viewpoints Green colour of nature
Must be blest, no reservation
Though they hide a scarlet tincture
Mask a socialist dictation

Black Lives Matter is respected
Cross the world now near and far
With its red heart unsuspected
Though it beats a Marxist bar

Red can only be rejected 
When it’s on a MAGA hat
Some may then try to correct it
With a sneer and thrown brickbat

Pink once tint of ladies choosing
Air of tender love and grace
Now viragos, furies, shrews in
Street protest wave in-your-face

So-called ‘Anti-Fascist’ hosts 
Indulge in Fascist style attack
Unaware that irony gross
Mocks their choice to dress in black!

Chromatic aberrations shifts
Dismay this old curmudgeon’s eye
Yet his spirits still feel lifts
To see red white and blue flown high

Where Are We Headed

restless sleep, struggle out of bed
walking like a zombie, newspaper read
thought patterns familiar rise, am in their grip
over cravings nurtured thus far, we once again trip

recognising piquant dilemma, distanced from joyfulness
we reverse attention polarity, choosing playfulness
as an experiment to begin with, soon addictive
before we know it, our orientation meditative

continuous consciousness correction
whereupon we choose our hearts expansion
erases gently aberrations of our conditioned past
memory images of yesteryears now leave us all aghast

we know not about God or any esoteric spiritual technique
discerning mind lays aside urgings that make us weak
as we go in within in deepening tranquil silence
we rekindle flame of love by this dalliance

feeling lighter now, carrying no burden
shifts were slow although it may seem sudden
treading now gently, flowing like the breeze, at ease
we amble along in wonderment, aspect embrace-hold-release

31-March-2021

Swan Lake Doom Dance

In the midst of myself I see all a named through a blame of crystal ball garbage self imposed heaps of anarchic monumental fever itches slowly coalescing compost inflaming frolicking one step beyond destitute drowned drained primal ascents like muted strands of character counts contents--a sugary benign bene-violence renewed every 4th year by death trite trickery, bumming freedoms long necked, sticky fingered bullet borrowed Bogart abandoners like cool coup indifferentials-----hangless gyrations coordinated catastrophizes counter culture aberrations seeming short changed a dimes worth of democracy voices foot and mouth disease we move through dead brain catheters dreaming of cellular open ranges of slack composures minus politico contractual ill tongued bilateral lobotomy laden binormals laying waste to unsecured raptures---dicey yet decidedly temporary but elipticaliplapsing any Gods forgiving truth and moral divergence by appetite arbitration. Hence a gamely time of fecal folly foot loose and fancy toe tag free---------all's well that entrails well.

Love Non-Judgmental

Recognition non-judgmental accepts,
Respecting journey of each soul presence.
Arms open in embrace, love stands erect,
Gently steering other in playfulness,
Subtle fragrance of childlike innocence.
No evil in any is resident;
Aberrations we see, misalignment.
In timeless time all align as ordained,
With love sublime in joyful contentment,
Unifying with God, pure and unstained.

15-October-2020

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