senses bemuse
thoughts amuse too
our goose is cooked
negating form
each life storm ebbs
conform with love
no fears remain
feral stains cleansed
heart’s pain is healed
in body urn
bliss burns erst sins
we turn inwards
in hermit mode
we decode truth
an ode to God
“The path appears when we walk upon it ~
That we stumble not, lamp of love is lit”
~ quote by poet
Poised in staid silence where no thoughts arise,
our heartbeat echoing the cosmic drum,
we dissolve in the magnetic bliss hum,
illumining form as rays of sunrise.
Each breath intake a delightful surprise,
Holy Spirit a flame, which we become,
erect spine, a violin, which we strum,
that light of Self may materialise.
Synced with bliss beats, nectar begins to flow,
navigating its way through feeble form,
enlivening body-mind made of dust,
that as we so then shine like a rainbow,
vaporised presence centred in love’s storm,
melds with God’s light, in playful childlike trust.
Having been, seen and so known
light of Self, we now atone,
by fixating attention
on God, for soul’s ascension.
We know we’re not body-mind,
so we’ve left all fears behind,
poised always in witness mode,
heart being our true abode.
We’ve come here to love and learn,
transforming feeble form urn,
by exhuming the ego,
whence truth of God, we then know.
Tranquil silence paves the way,
to see the light, clear as day,
pure heart imbibing God’s grace,
in time beholding His face.
Holy books do have their use
but if love be our heart’s muse,
recognising all are one,
nothing else then need be done.
Sitting in a body with intention,
Lifting my heart to listen.
Focusing my attention,
Searching for the lesson,
Through astral projection.
Thoughts travel best when,
Sitting silent with intention,
Allowing the mind to open.
Know you've been chosen,
Your name being spoken,
Across the ocean.
The Book Of Life open,
The plan set in motion,
Through actions and devotion.
A magic potion I'm holding,
Creation I'm molding,
Reality unfolding.
Information downloading,
Flowing with precision,
The right to decision.
Choose to accept your mission,
Step into your vision,
Listen to your intuition.
Evolution through intention,
Open hearts feel the lesson,
Opening to a new direction.
We must not allow our past
To dictate our present now
Start working on your FutureNow
This present time is right now
Leaving all your troubles behind
When your future comes
It’s the present time
FutureNow makes sure that not one minute
of your present is wasted
We don’t have to be afraid of what it holds
The past may flare-up
But allow God to direct
Your FutureNow
As you acknowledge Him
With His rod and staff
His table set before you
Be strong and courageous
And everything will be just fine
Forget the cautionary calls for restraint —
this world doesn’t need saviors.
It wants hands that claw at the roots,
Sick fangs that grind old ideas to dust.
Ideas aren’t soft; they’re detonators,
charged and ready to shatter the silence.
You don’t repair a broken machine
by merely shining its rust.
The absence of thinking is a pandemic—
eradicate it like a disease.
Smash apathy with a hammer.
What we create afterward
is in our hands.
ephemeral are objects heart desires
fleeting is joy and lingering is pain
cause of suffering is seeking outcomes
ignorance is our sin, desire the chain
simply recognising that body-mind
is an earth vehicle, an interface
which we as eternal presence ensoul
by God’s grace, steps towards truth we retrace
everything in this realm is polarised
enabling movement in space, clocked by time
yet do not both these fetters disappear
whence drenched with rapture betwixt bliss beats chime
God speaks to us as whispers in the void
His language is love, as conscience cajoles
befriending silence, clear light within dawns
when ego recedes, soul re-writes life’s goals
simply by melding our head with the heart
inner conflict ends and we stand erect
pheromones mingle, our eye’s then single
no longer on shores of darkness shipwrecked
upon choosing to dwell in cessation
divine magnetism pervades feeble form
we become that we had set out to seek
transmuted thus in love’s benign bliss storm
You should be happy
that you found
someone else
it's not just the way
you carry yourself
you get smitten with love ah-new
you should hear
the things
those folk say about you
Keep it fresh
take care of yourself
stop looking around for
someone else
aint no thing like
what you do
the best overall
when it's you
Got yourself jammed up
with some broad
who gaming on
someone else
you just happy
cause you aint by yourself
La Frenchie Horner and
Clef Clarinet
a positive attitude
keeps the roll rolling
believe in love
Love with one who cares
something right
to keep ya'll straight
that to get that lover to
be more than a date
the company you keep
the things you say
communication
is the only way
within a relationship
everything starts to end
the two involved
steadfast together again
time apart
cherish the time together
everything matters
everything keeps folks together
respect to be respected
love to be loved
that what we talking about
that all we're thinking of
Moms preach morals in their conversation
to keep their kids away from temptation
when kids mark their flaws with clues
their faces fill with faint hues.
Ethics end in a vague explanation.
Place : 2 nd
Stalkers on the loose,
hope to cook your goose,
by thrusting their faith;
a falsehood, a wraith.
To know God be still
and soon voids will fill,
freedom from duress,
graced by love’s caress.
Discard each belief
to give soul relief;
simply gentle touch,
sans the scripture crutch.
We’ve found not that ism,
which ignites form prism,
ushering rapture
mind cannot capture.
Negate ego’s guile,
touch a tree and smile,
tread softly on earth,
heart bubbling with mirth.
Dear souls be aware,
there’s nothing out there;
God’s light is within,
seen if we go in.
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.
Flame in our spiritual heart,
is cognised if we have the art,
to gentle touch and rest thought flow,
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.
There’s nothing out there, all’s within,
truth known if we choose to begin,
repaying debts of love we owe,
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.
Let’s perform a consciousness scan;
it’s our choice, if we choose we can,
connect with God, befriend the foe,
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.
Silence ignites mind-body prism
and powered by God’s magnetism,
bliss beats rise, we feel soul’s light glow,
in time dissolved staid stillness slow.
For God search to sincerely start,
let’s explore our toroidal heart,
wherefrom stirrings of love arise,
flow of nectar, that never dries.
In opposition, we have mind,
groping in darkness, like the blind,
in stark fear about the morrow,
plunging our soul in deep sorrow.
When head and heart chose to entwine
and with pulse of love both align,
we are then complete, bliss replete,
one with oneness, from head to feet.
Within heart, bliss pheromones merge,
causing thus, a magnetic surge,
transforming us as living light
and bestowing spherical sight.
Ignorance is the cause of sin
In silence then, God-search begin
What is religion but a cult
Why not instead let heart exult
Bliss borne rapture felt deep within
I'll take you as you are
On any given day
At any given moment
I love you all the way
So go ahead, be grumpy
It's totally okay
I don't mind different moods
Put them on display
There's nothing you can say or do
That will change the way I feel towards you
And though sometimes your words are few
I hope that you still love me too
And I will always be right here
To listen and to give my ear
For you my love I'm always free
And you can always count on me
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