The search for heaven took me far and wide.
I sat at the feet of many a sage
but all that they did was to point inside,
cajoling that I should turn a new page,
choosing heart over head, that soul may glide,
recognising the world as but a stage.
Enmeshed in lower mind, I was flummoxed.
It was clear I needed to be detoxed.
Knowing not the way, I peeped in within,
negating the flow of thought forms turbid
and so this is how I chose to begin,
doing not what my conscience did forbid.
It did take time but I was freed from sin,
whereupon I felt an energy grid
within my body, enlivened by bliss;
graced finally by Divine Mother’s kiss.
Wisdom of the ancients became mine
and all that I wished to know became clear.
Ceasing resisting, I chose to align
with love thereby exhuming narrow fear
but for God’s touch, I continued to pine,
although His presence always seemed so near.
I remained transfixed thus by day and night,
until I beheld God as living light.
27-February-2023
Perspective
I stand In front of the mirror hoping my eyes will see the through the lenses of someone else's view of me
I lock eyes with my external self
My soul wants to step out but my body holds it back
If eyes are the window to the soul why can't I see it?
I take off my glasses
The magnifying glass of social media slips through my fingers and shatters at my feet
I step away from my telescopic mind-
The glass crunches underfoot
I slowly feel freedom falling
Stop searching
Close your eyes
See nothing
Think nothing
Kill the stress that flows through your thoughts and veins every minute
See life through new lenses
Let your mind be detoxed
Flush out those thoughts
Open your eyes to see yourself for who you are
Forget what they think
No one knows you like you
So you do you and I'll do me
Take a moment
Step back see your life from a different perspective
Perspective
Ev'ry thought hath made me worried,
I've trekked with haste; indeed, I've hurried
And through this journey, myself I've found
'Neath the Sea, awake, but buried
Once upon a fate
She took some pills
to try to kill
the pain excruciate.
Then went to bed
her soul unfed
already dead
when someone's deity or other said,
“Murder's not a real good way
out, mostly 'cause it's not a way
out and you could end up finding your way.
Entirely up to you is all I'm gonna say.”
Then she woke up
and went to the emergency room
where they detoxed her system while she cogitated on
Thou shalt not kill.
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Nancy Jones
Getting Away with Murder/Murderous Thoughts