Bilocation Poems - Poems about Bilocation

There is no one here, save the living light of Self, which we are but know not yet. Be this as it may, empowered to bilocate, we’re the form vivifier....

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Both caged in form and yet at all times free, nothing can be more wonderful than that, playing cricket where we both bowl and bat, breezing through earth life, blissful and carefree, since we got our head and heart to agree, that though we’re where our attention is at, we never forget the critical fact, we’re bound only when tied to our...

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are we not comforted dwelling amidst objects signalling we are not alone yet when unfocused is our gaze as the vastness that holds all soul’s eye becomes single eternal consciousness upon which illusions play pulsates in dynamic stillness thus both deluded and illumined we animate the play underway with divine bliss magnetism...

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From the void, we look at our form; thus in-breath becomes the out-breath. We are empty, yet feel the storm, caused by bliss currents healing meth. When asked to do a mundane task, we continue in bliss to bask. God’s magnetism within at play, caresses us by night and day....

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Form moves, I see, I Am The stillness of the void Feeling the ripples Physical, mental, emotional Crystallised light seeks me Just as I too seek it We both need each other To feel complete Bilocating awareness thus Both aspects of myself are Energy kinetic and potential Immanent and transcendent...

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Rising up against the voices That so try to mottle you Silent soul virtue cries aloud courses ~ Peace stands in me so hues My light shines bright I am the sight, the sound so found I am Elohim’s created light 2/14/24 For Bilocation Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker ...

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Embracing duality, I’m a poet of dual dreams, Split between reality and the magical streams, Through words, I bilocate, my essence flies In every ink stroke, a piece of me lingers, Across dimensions, time’s gentle fingers, Creating ripples, stirring souls into motion. Each verse, I explore, I transcend, Bilocation of the heart, the mind, and the divine. ...

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Lapses in mindscape lane don't denote being fantastical, subconscious realm portrayed by vivid thoughts as Déjà vu. The body lingers and ages but the Psyche, new as dew. Countless times, a reminder of certainty that I was seen somewhere when in reality, staring inquisitively into my TV. Then I pondered, did I unknowingly fall into a trance, Or did time...

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I’m here, but I can be there in the spirit of joy's iridescence--- As my faith brings me to behold your triumphant presence. I’m here, yet I can reach you from afar Together, virtually, we watch the star. I’m here with my body and soul, reading Then you join me through poetic feeding. I’m here alone... viewing loveliness of nature And I’m...

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Bilocation – 2-11-24 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bilocation Love Slips through labyrinths of tangled spirits Complexities and conundrums of misdirection Released by prophecy, Like clairvoyant fingers of misty sunshine in two planes sharing one minute. Love reaches beyond boundaries of fluttering flesh - A bridge point of lyric pointillism With the rhythmic respirations of one breath Inhaled, Exhaled, ...

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"A crescent dahlia floats, birthed in decay ~ midst emerald ferns, where scars dance upon henna leaflets, as lyrics float upon trembling lips, escaping my magnolia ink ...

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When light erases the mist falling softly Against a quiet morning, Life becomes eager to begin again, Like the start of something wonderful, It stirs awake the flames of faith, That forever, forever awaits in this day, So listen, morning says… listen To the silence and remember to pray, Forever awaits in this day – eternity… Embrace her and feel the grace, That comes to...

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Our Mysterial World Our Mysterial World I dissociate to observe myself from outside my body I feel separated I’m dreaming Flashbacks torrent I’m in one place yet my psyche is in another Simultaneous presence At ease with bilocation. ...

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In the existential dualist domain, irreducibly implanted in intrinsic psychic arena, we breathe as God’s generous gift the divine breath of the enactment life, as the source of congruent performing creativity. The unwavering faith molds the mind for its inward journey to enlightened eternity, the ordained life turns into a turbulent river, the currents of contemplation interlace, and carry the elements of...

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