1. Bereft
Parents in the Beyond
2. Tear
The Sweat of Consciousness
3. Memory
A Sentient Fossil
4. Joy
The Prologue to Suffering
5. Power
Aurangzeb Incarnate
6. Hate
Love Defeated
7. Waiting
The Weight of Guilt
8. God
A Spiritual Refuge
9. Vote
Signature of the Majority
10. Solitude
An Unseen Walk
11. Freedom
The Shackle of Liberation
12. Life
A Blind Alley of Dreams!
13. Ego
A Spiritual Void
14. Time
An Endless Epic
15. Politics
A Silent Circus
16. Conscience
The Voice of the Soul
17. Nature
Mother’s Lap
18. Stillness
Meditation
19. End
The Beginning
20. Greed
Insatiable Weakness
21. Death
The Subconscious Clamor!
22. Love
Your Face!
23. Dream
A Silent Cinema
24. Shame
The Chain of Inertia
25. Darkness
The Shame of Ignorance
26. Sex
Blissful Fulfillment
27. Faith
Inherited Imprint
28. Vision
Light Within Darkness
29. Nation
A Fragment of the World!
30. Poem
Resonance…
Somewhere in the dead of night
when you seem so very far,
I’ll look up and see your name
written in the stars.
Somewhere in the dead of night
when you had gone too soon,
I’ll look up and see your face
reflected in the moon.
Somewhere in the dead of night
when everyone’s asleep,
I’ll look up and search for you
although we cannot speak.
Somewhere in the dead of night
when nocturnal creatures prowl,
I hear an owl screech, the crackle of a witch
and a lone wolf, howl.
Somewhere in the dead of night
as my powers grow,
I’ll ask the wind to tell me things
that only you could know.
Somewhere on a starry night
when life had just begun,
The big bang split us apart,
and I began my journey round the sun.
O Quintessence!
That which makes us, shapes us,
Through the dirty day
From dust to dust –
Did they know, when they unleashed you, what they wrought?
Stellar eternity condensed in cataclysmic instant,
Iota wreaking death, and smaller blasphemy –
Brief man stealing star-power against the night.
Did he know, when he died the little death, what he was doing?
Not you, for true, but great symbolic father in the garden;
Death brings death, seed seed, life life – the third will last
Then may we live in harmony with you, O fundament.
May we find a link that harms not you nor us.
The wild fruit we may not see again,
And End awaits he who tastes the tamed –
Somewhere in between, then, and let it, like a pomegranate,
Sweet us, bind us to it, that me dwell our time
No less, no more.
Only one word in English
170 definitions
how fragile
the human heart must be
to fracture and break
shudder and quake,tremble and ache
defined by a single word
whispered or shouted
given or rejected
love
Powerful is the art of school
To enlighten the spirits of the nation
To move burdens a cross the valleys, plains, mountains...
A school is a concrete atom of change
That flourish from time to time to challenge
The atrocities of the nation.
You go to bed unhappy,
in a separate room I also am unhappy.
Neither of us know why.
We worry too much
about each other's unhappiness.
Maybe we should talk less,
unhappiness always starts as a word
in our heads.
Interior exploration
with its usual playlist,
all lined up
then some mass is hurled
out of nowhere and smashes
into me, and I see myself
fly off into parts, becoming
little more than traces
of exotica smeared in light
across a dark space,
living but an instant
before annihilation
and nothingness,
remembered only within
the cold walls of an equation
and by whoever was there,
looking on,
measuring my demise.
I could have been part
of something bigger
than me.
Did God create the oceans dry
His forests without greenery
to declare?~ Obviously not!
As every overhead cloud bears
proud witness, and every raindrop
can claim a rightful lush share:
We are partners all, in nature;
each for Mother's Pleasure made...
each with a starring role – but only
her man, using one finger of a hand
can turn countless plush gardens
into blazes of Classic Hell. With
just one downward thrust, of
his fallen hand, trillions of atoms
will collide and devastatingly expel
death...a blinding flash of sin
First Adam began with spiritual
division, that modern Adam has
perpetuated by splitting atoms
into disintegrating parts~
soon to split
his entire world
into lifeless remains
while stridently blaming
some scapegoat she-devil
for our own destructive
hearts.
So we sing our songs
And take our steps
As joints grow red and
Knuckles thick, thick, thick
We release threads of Grace
Now we understand
"All the world's a stage" and
Sing silence is golden, golden, golden
Memories like dust in the wind
We smile at raindrops on the line
Leaves floating away
Floating away, so faraway
We delight going to sleep
A silly, silly sleep
Contraction and expansion of Time
No longer a maddening mystery
Our creations bright as bangles
But circles in our minds
We giggle knowing math
A language of the Universe
Crimson carriages across space
Angels and goblins hold hands
We are one atom, one atom
Only one glorious
Atom
Atom and Individual
- who are you
Really,
If one can go deep in mind, heart, Spirit?
Atom and ParamAtman
- a building without doors, windows
For you, the real you ( the I am)
Your Beloved is outside
Trying to get to you
- I Am within
Trying to meet my Beloved, our efforts
Will break down the walls without windows
I
If each of us is a song
We are not physical
If God sings us into life
We are resurrected beings -
Not physical either
II
You have believed when I talked 'wave'
And 'ocean'
It is the ocean that sings
Waves into existence, rides along
The entire ocean does the 'wave' thing -
Right?
So, too, God experiences through us:
Song, celestial vehicle, or waves
We merge into God, or return to One
Unity in Diversity
III
Appearances are not always accurate about inner reality
quantum mechanics admits it doesn't know a WAVE, or why photons think, decide --
That 'possibilities' are real, physicality not!
You and I are POSSIBILITIES
Monoku Series 20220105
I
Big Bang created nothing; just ripples in "dark dark matter" made stars and all
II
Nutrinos move too fast; slow dark matter is without nutrino, photon, atom.
The Hydrogen Bomb is heinous
Because it could crack Uranus
And that would be bad
Because we'd get mad
That God decided to brain us!
There won't be much room on the rocket ship,
Only two will go.
They'll be handpicked to introduce our DNA into the next galaxy.
They'll probably be born into wealth and royalty...
The press will nickname them Atom and Evergreen.
They'll be masters in gardening and anti- gravity.
Carry the speed of light in backpacks.
Siphon new laws from black matter ponds.
When Evergreen gives birth,
she'll look into the eyes of her newborn.
and name it in honor of the dying motherland.
In time, everything birthed eventually burns.
Then turns back into the age of ice once again.
The sequence has been performed a million times in the past.
Everything is cleansed in a universal hearth.
The heart and soul of earth and the new earth
will be no different.
Mankind simply speeds up the process.
From two dimension hands,which closed to me,see two pieces bruised faces
Fall blowed mantra like the spots and
Lip of woman dressed black next
the black smokes
That,fly behind of that woman
Sometime, Like place one upon another the mirrors,woman's images continue back of woman
Their hands is "L"type
Sitting(seen like a tail) God
Tattoo the waves at chest
Smakes scatter behind of her hands
that woman in the circle
Arrives railing of faintly light
Dragon turn around the circle
Just one,the legs
Controled the balance mask
Flowers flower from face painted yellow,green,blue
(Example-Sunflower,Rose,etc)
Many of eyes look at like circle
"N"type hands
Around,slowly,quickly
turn opposite
Red color's man is yellow eye
that turn continue , one circle or more
Hexagons,Stars,Fruits
Radiate from the eyes
And his casted down one's eyes
Radiate from stared place
Turn the galaxy at neck
Planets are lower,higher
Lighter blue orbit wear off wear on
Brightness the light and stable
Now,with face like thundered
Continues with sound waves
Sun is bright and down
Burned faces are stable
Faces like radio waves leakage
World with that fire storm
Thwelt Di Nwe
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