ENLIGHTENED AND ON THE WAY
TO GOD’S LABORS OF HIS LOVE
Like the shining sun,
Enlightenment came my way:
Better is coming:-
I’m making this great day,
One to enjoy living in:-
A worm that floated in a brook
spied a fish, shivered and shook,
asked himself, "Who needs
a fisherman and his evil deeds?",
and quietly slipped off his hook.
let the light shine on me
to reveal my true self
a spectrum of colors
exposed by the glass prism
I hold to be exposed
The shows about to begin take your seats.
Bow to the God's fusion sets in.
Bowing priests set new boundaries.
The hooker is lerking church on Sunday.
Alter boys hide their crying eyes
Set forth the mysterious truth.
Winged demons fly the night.
Fortrus of Queens stand before us.
Only you may take a stand on true evil.
Never before has enlightenment come forth.
She writes she shouts she goes in sain.
Creature crawling through her veins.
Love for creature not for me the darkest depths of sanity. Poetry by Jim Morrison Jr.
Its arranged mr Trump..You are to win a second term.' The plebs recall your earlier
Presidency 'and less war.) Now you still need an edge.' An attempt will be made on
Your life.' But do not fear you will be ok.'
And you will gain the white house..
Thank you for your time today mr trump
See you in the white house.'
Brr brrr Hello..Yes inner sanctum secretary yes come to the main desk and
Request the golden envelope.' To access
Our location, five minutes elapse; Ring ring..Intercom request
Sir the agent is here.' Let him in a well dressed yet nondescript man comes in
Two imposing guards flanking the short
Hall waved him he approches a massive walnut desk , its all there said the secretary 2 million in large denomination bills, thank you sir.' You have a team still ready asked the secretary.? Yes ready to go..As expected
The target 'who i will not name' now has
Been informed an attempt will be made
Yet he will be ok..So i want your sniper
To touch his ear only.' This will ensure genuine shock.' And allay public doubt.'
I shall await your competent result.'
Goid day and good luck.'
When life goes right
it somehow never fails
that something from the past
tries to return and bite you in the tail.
Try as it may
I stand strong and stay
on the path set before me
and nothing will get in the way.
I've been steadfast on this journey so far.
There is no way I can fall off the radar.
I've lived and loved and grown so much
that even the devil should shudder from my touch.
God got me here
and will get me there,
No matter what is thrown at me,
I will show no fear.
I've played in the dark.
Pain was all I knew.
Now I have been established as something new.
So shiny and warm where God has His arms
that no enemy can come against me.
No weapon will cause me harm.
So the darkness doesn't scare me.
The pain is already known.
I will not be swallowed up again
by the recesses of the dark.
I was made to swim
and I will not drown.
I was never alone.
Now look at how much I have truly gorwn.
7/27/2025
Daddy, I wish you’d return from your heavenly home.
And, I’d be your little girl, in brown braids, once again!
I thought by now, I knew it all, but such is not the case!
It seems with the world, I am trying to keep a fast pace.
You did teach me to love God first, and for His love, I never do thist.
Nor to chase empty prizes from my fellow man!
For all wins come from His softest hands.
Never from cold, intellectual, mental , sands
Thank you, God, for all genuine, poetic, loving friends
Keep us, kind, true, with honesty , that forgives, that mends.
To help us create a world of humane understandings,
Not a cruel world, dismissve of theolological bindings!
sometimes it requires
a phase shift, rather than a
tilt, lean, sag or bend,
to shine a bright beacon light ~
to see, and be seen, in sync
a thorn on the stem of rose in repose
pricked the finger of her deluded lover
yet with her last breaths she exuded love
mood and mode acceptant free from bondage
resplendent in fragrance of her dying petals
recognising the source as breath of God
Written By: D. Collins 12/21/23
America, of all countries, should be the ones enlightened.
Back when Viet Cong were bombed, and still came out fighting.
It didn't end there. We bombed Iraq and Afghanistan.
Then, twenty years later ran with our d__ks in our hand.
You can level cities from above, but understand it still breathes.
Imagine three generations wearing vengeance on their sleeve.
A child seeing parents, grandparents, and all siblings die.
Wouldn't they be on a mission to try and even the odds?
The tunnel system to get at them has been used before.
Napalm and big bombs still didn't let us win the war.
Just like the Viet Cong, lure them into your domain.
And, with the rest of the world, unleash all the pain.
Said this a million mountains away from you that I am the ambiguous aunt you never knew.
Alone, where winds had smoothed the cobblestone,
a young novice sat, solemn and austere,
brooding over mistakes made, seeds past sown.
Entering the abbey; a fate severe,
she wept with sadness when dismay had grown.
Praying, she cried, "In Your Word I abide."
Her soul ached; tears were silently falling.
"Strengthen my faith, Father. Be at my side.
Forgive my despair. This is my calling.
I know from You there's nothing I can hide."
Stark loneliness grew; hope quickly dwindled.
In solitude her days would reach their end.
Then came enlightenment. Faith rekindled
in whispers to her as angels descend.
She dropped skeins of yarn, carefully spindled.
Down on penitent knees she bent and bowed.
"Forgive my apathy. I've been a fool
to hesitate, Father, for I have vowed
my humble life to serve beneath Your rule."
With an overjoyed heart, she spoke aloud.
Access to a higher vibration of energy is now available more than ever before.
We are embarking on a new era of harmony dignity and respect beyond this third dimensional door.
An overwhelming feeling of peace, joy and happiness will ensue while elevating spiritually, cognitively, emotionally and even physically.
Dignity, kindness and respect is all that is necessary in order to transform humanity into a higher galactic society.
Colours swirling ambiguously bound,
Exploring the many that I have found.
Enlightened souls with thoughts of wonder,
Creating new worlds in which to ponder.
"The higher awakening is call God Consciousness.
In this condition you will see that all objects of
this world are your own universal self."
Quote by _Quotefancy
I have been lost in spiral thoughts,
returning to the same dark place;
and never connecting the dots,
awake, dream, sleep negative space.
Spiralling in empty stagnation,
until I let go and transcend;
rising to higher creation,
in my self universe I blend.
My new world is God's pulsation,
it is like my own self planet;
a place of pure love foundation,
enlightenment my enchantment.
Clouds pass in an azure blue sky,
I am empty of the long past;
positive, healed, aware I fly,
and my higher self space is vast.
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May 24, 2022
Poetry/Quatrain/Incarnation Into An Enlightened Universe
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1458-352-24
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Unity Consciousness
sponsor, Seeking Unseeker, Judged 06/01/2022
Third Place
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