Best Direct Poems
The ask is silence, let’s see what it takes
To hush the blush of senses five
On flow of turbid thought, to apply brakes
Yet keeping awareness alive
Sipping nectar from heart’s bliss hive
These prerequisites require surrender
Choosing to shift from head to heart
Throb of magnetism, silent bliss thunder
Ignites on adding love to cart
Enabled, no sooner we start
To become as such, we must choose to shift
It’s not a game of make belief
With focus held firm, that we do not drift
We willingly turn a new leaf
At last offering soul relief
Bliss enabled but we’re still in realm dual
As yet enslaved by time and space
Though cravings of ego no longer rule
And we have slowed down our life’s pace
We’ve yet to see God, face to face
A time does come when we see ego die
Simply stated, it falls away
It is then we see, earth life is a lie
Beholding Self, as clear as day
A vibrant, pulsating sun ray
How still is our silence, if we’ve not seen
Truth of who we really are
Light of a thousand suns, is our soul’s sheen
Here within, not somewhere afar
Aflame, like a luminous star
The silk clock melts on the horizon’s crest,
As shadows aim their arrows at the sun,
A marble eye surveys the tangled sequence,
Before the silver journey has begun.
The target is a mirror made of breath,
It shatters into singing hummingbirds,
To dance across the emerald fields of light,
Without a single, cold, acoustic word.
A telescope looks backward through the void,
Where vision aims to catch the quiet fire,
The geometry of space is now transformed,
To fulfill the spirit’s waking, slow desire.
Now rests the focus in the palm of sand,
A feather weight upon a heavy tide,
It waits to bloom upon the seeker’s point,
Where aim and destination coincide.
2018 - Year of Entrepreneurship in Direct Selling
To recognize the truth as truth,
live the opposites,
To feel everything in every way,
and be nothing, in the end,
but the understanding of everything.
2018 - What to do more in Direct Selling
[...] more female business leaders
more women
to start their own businesses;
more women in laboratories
making new discoveries
that overturn the myth
that science and mathematics are man's things. "
When a person
- especially a woman -
stands on the undertaking
is free, as in every pinnacle,
is alone
as in all the pinnacles,
is united to heaven,
to which it is never united,
as in all the pinnacles.
2018 – Ano do empreendedorismo na Venda Direta
Reconhecer a verdade como verdade,
viver os contrários,
sentir tudo de todas as maneiras,
e não ser nada, no fim,
senão o entendimento de tudo.
2018 – Que se empreenda mais em Venda Direta
[...] mais líderes mulheres nas empresas
mais mulheres
que criem suas próprias empresas;
mais mulheres nos laboratórios
fazendo novas descobertas
que derrubem o mito
de que a ciência e a matemática são coisas de homem”.
Quando uma pessoa
– especialmente uma mulher –
se ergue sobre o empreender
está livre, como em todos os píncaros,
está só,
como em todos os píncaros,
está unida ao céu,
a que nunca está unida,
como em todos os píncaros.
oe ou u e ouaie u i eie ei u.
I hear her screams that echo from her heart.
What I'd do to silence them and show her understanding.
I feel her pain that tears her apart.
What I'd do just to give her solace that she has been quietly demanding.
I feel the tears that fall from her eyes.
What I'd do just to give her sight towards a future that is promising.
Can you see that as you suffer, so do I?
Can you hear the screams that I cry?
Can you hear me asking God why?
Why must we suffer and endure so much pain?
Why has the sun hidden just to give us more rain?
Why have our minds driven us so insane?
Rain you will not drown us in the flood.
We won't be cast aside, we will be alive!
The disturbing places we once occupied will be left behind.
I've been wanting to show you that through the lies we can find truth.
I've been wanting to show you that through the pain we've gained nothing but strength.
Open your weary eyes to a future that burns bright.
Take my hand as we persevere and push forward.
Opportunities lost just lead to another open door.
Rid yourself of the veil that once masked your identity.
Believe in yourself and don't listen to a single word of negativity.
Nothing can hold you down with me by your side.
I won't let you slip, I won't let you fall.
This light, your eyes, nothing can swallow you alive.
You won't drown!
You will breathe!
I've heard your screams.
Now follow this road I've paved to lead you towards your dreams.
It’s a direct hit
Going down in flames by you
Kamikaze: ME
Eileen Manassian Ghali
“ Does the Angel in the Whirlwind still Direct the Storm ? ”
As blood in rivers of crude black burned
the prophets mourned
and woe upon the angel dancing in the storm
to the reign of hail
and bitterness forlorn
have returned their heroes desperate
in ranks made heroic by stone white crosses
To victorious eulogy their march to stagnant
It is but the irony of sand and oil
and hell made fortress by the tongue of lies
And ever innocence in the whirlwind; dies
What of man by the beast encountered
shall savage applause from those demented
in praise to lift them on the tornadoes wings
the seraphim's debacle devours them
they are lost in the irony of oil and sand
as the foul tongue of lies
pours the betrayal of dust into their eyes
Triumph upon the righteousness putrefied
The prophets torn and laid aside
in revelations promises of demise
And ever innocence in the whirlwind; dies
We're taking calls from no one
There's no way to get through
We don't answer for no one
What's Mother to do?
Cuz She's watching U
It's a direct call from Nature
It's a, Time to collect, call for U
Time now to answer to Nature
U know Mother will get through
She's calling U
She's calling U
She will get through
And Mother Nature will be done with U
Pallanes
Life is dynamic and constantly changing
Any thinking or verbal speculation about life
even with regard to the future
is always based on the past
One may have an immediate awareness
beyond thought or verbal speculation
of one's existence
but one cannot have direct contact
with one's immediate existence
through thought
Words are useful in the attempt
to communicate one's experience
to another person
but the use of words is merely an attempt
to point to experience
It can never give that immediate
direct knowledge, insight or realization
that comes from one's experience
Words are like a map
and experience is the territory
A map can only give knowledge
"about" the territory
It can never give knowledge
"of" the territory
This can only be obtained
through direct experience
When one considers growth and decay
as a continuous ongoing process
of which human existence is a mere iota
one realizes that there is an inexorable movement
which encompasses everything that "is"
including human existence
which is a relatively recent phenomenon
on the cosmic time scale
One realizes the ethnocentricity
or more specifically the "homocentricity"
of the claim that human conceptualizations
are capable of knowing things as they "are"
This applies whether the claim is that of
science, religion or
any other system of thought
When one examines the way
the different lifeforms are interrelated
one realizes the distortion created by thought
when one attempts to isolate
and elevate one lifeform
particularly the human lifeform
apart from the others
The body has an intelligence of its own
which manifests itself
when thought ceases its attempt
to know life
It is a direct realization
beyond thought
There is a fundamental unity
of everything that "is"
and Love is a manifestation
at the behavioural level
of this unity
magnetism
navigates
mind-body
just witness
in silence
play divine
false self fades
bliss beats rise
soul’s light dawns
20-April-2023
Tricube
The gift I was given god gave it to me, so I don't even see a need for me to ever envy. I don't do what most do I do what I'm suppose to, and I'm opposed to letting foes put strong holds and get close to. See satan's just waiting to see who he can recruit, his will is to kill anything real from the root. But I refuse to be abused so I take another route, no matter where when or how my god will see my way out.
Wanda asked with eyes big and blue
Could it be I needed a screw?
With drinks on the table
I found she was able
To do what she wanted to do.
Dreams taunt and memories haunt
Yet when awake, we tend to flaunt
Possessions material and mental
Neglecting soul transcendental
We go about with zest and zeal
Clinging to fleeting desires unreal
We look not for truth that is undying
Truth of our luminosity go on denying
Religions are but a control mechanism
No ism ignites our mind-body prism
Empty words offer us no reprieve
Show us God, His light retrieve
God search, if we intend to start
First things first, meld head and heart
Divine aligned, following the scent of love
We invoke grace, blessings pour from above
Our disdain at the beggar outside the church
Is surely not the way to begin God search
Praying from the pews in deep trance
Alters not our piquant circumstance
Slow down thought, soften attention
Let each life breath be soul’s meditation
The light of the sun shines equally upon all
Peace beyond understanding we finally recall
21-March-2023
Mondo left the ground to soar
in the Olympic games of twenty-four.
So, next Olympics, he would not be late,
He came down again in twenty-eight.