Cognitive decline
follows chronic emotional neglect
Said the curious student
to teachers of dogma
Said the silenced sage
to muted musicians
Said the silenced voice
to the petrified dancer
Said the theologian
to exhausted bodhisattvas
Said the frustrated ecologist
to traumatized wiccan worshippers
Said the gospel sympathizer
to Old Testament victimizers
Said the scientific systems reformer
to irreligious deformers
Said the green-caste revivalist
to the caste abolishionist
Crown chakra abuse
follows root chakra neglect
because
Root chakra ignore
follows Crown chakra adore
Because my cognitive ethos decline
follows our chronically traumatized
eros neglect
As my disillusion
follows Earth's disempowerment
Re-cognizing humane ethotic decline
follows chronic divine erotic neglect
Not empowering transformation
not enlightening communication's
authentically engaging restoration
Intellectually sagacious incline
following polyamorously amusing
compassion.
Steeply, a mingling of the breaths occurring,
With ashes of raw pearls that were burned,
Preciseness is masked by contrasts of shading,
Pallid and toxic myths reap the rot observed.
With ashes of raw pearls that were burned,
After the ecstasy spell, the disillusion dwindling,
Pallid and toxic myths reap the rot observed,
Is it true that we are completely cognizing?
After an ecstasy spell, the disillusion dwindling,
Nirvana signs the deal for the crux forum,
Is it true that we are completely cognizing?
Being a slice of the universe's delve is awesome.
Nirvana signs the deal for the crux forum,
Preciseness is masked by contrasts of shading,
Being a slice of the universe's delve is awesome,
Steeply, a mingling of the breaths occurring.
Written: May 15, 2022
The twin flames meetings
Link the synchronizations
That lead to the paths
When souls coalesce in one
Cognizing the other half
3-1-2016
My Lord!
Show me a way
Where I can walk without a shadow
And a way without a destiny
Where I can explore without being noticed
And a way without cognizing me the journey
Where I can evince without being hurt
And a way without combating an old memory.
My Lord!
Take me to a world
Where I can find peace without a war
And a world without a province
Where I can roam without being interrogated
And a world without encountering the ill-humanoids
Where I can perceive the nature exhaling
And a world where legends are still breathing.
My Lord!
Gift me the existence
Where I can build my own way to create my own world
And the existance without any barriers
Where I can raise my own castles without any bricks
And the existance without any reach
Where I can love the only beautiful woman
And her existance that will be an enternity.
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