Existance Poems

A The Purpose of Man's Existance

I believe in Eternal God
The Eternal Father Almighty
Creator of Heaven and earth
And in Father Christ
His only Eternal Son
Our Divine Lord
Who was conceived by the Eternal Holy Spirit
Born of the Virgin Mother Mary
Suffered under Pontius Pilate
Was crucified
Died 
And was buried
He descended into hell
The 3rd day He rose again from the dead
He ascended into Heaven
Sitted at the

The Heart Knows What The Mind Doesn't

Believing in you is
Being just you, the simplicity of you
Embracing each twist and turn
Stepping outside the confines of your mind 
Revealing truths and bringing clarity in chaos
Engaging in the art of the here and now
Changing dark unnecessary innateness
Diving into each brushstroke, swaths of colorways 
Letting the moment paint a masterpiece uniquely yours
Freeing up the shackles

existance

My spirit was held down,

I?t's time to wake up now.

Wrap my head around,

An Existence so abound.

As All of me, 

Suddenly,

Is Flowing naturally.

With love and light,

I write.

Hoping you enjoy,

The creation,

In your sight.

Reaching out,

Loving you.

These words,

Coming through,

This Existence.

Closing the distance,

Between heart and mind,

Releasing the soul.

Time to Let go,

Of what you think you know,

You are the STAR of

Humanity Uppn the Falling

Humanity Upon the Falling

Catastrophic predictions for humanities future
Another universal wound that needs an international suture 
A forced appropriation into sacred laws and culture 
A non linear approach to living by an exhibitionist social vulture

Wondering through the alleyways of regret, loss and fear
Meandering through a lonely day I’d prefer to forget through all the tears 
Pandering

Humanity Uppn the Falling

Humanity Upon the Falling

Catastrophic predictions for humanities future
Another universal wound that needs an international suture 
A forced appropriation into sacred laws and culture 
A non linear approach to living by an exhibitionist social vulture

Wondering through the alleyways of regret, loss and fear
Meandering through a lonely day I’d prefer to forget through all the tears 
Pandering

Wise Postulations of Existance For the Damned

Wise Postulations of Existance for The Damned

Solitude the pathway for self authentication
Interludes of what to say in the process of individuation
Attitudes of slow decay born from ill-considerations
Platitudes in early May about spring time commiserations

Various forms of entropy existing in the atmosphere
Precarious storms of ignomy resisting the biosphere
Nefarious swarms of privacy persisting through the tears
Hillarious warns

The Existance of a Belief

As the dust starts to settle in
Rejoice into the holy spirit
A memorable occasion has been achieved
The tongues have been spoken 
As the wind starts to unwind
Rejoice into the word
A memorable occasion has been conquered 
The sins have been shown
Be grateful,

It is the glory of the Lord
That Modifies the path
A blessing in disguise 
It is the

Existance

I dont wanna be here anymore 
I dont wanna keep feeling this way
I dont want to hurt myself
I just want to end the pain
I want the bullying to end 
I want the voices to end
I just want to be normal
I just want to not hurt on the inside anymore
If I just tie this around my

God In Existance

If a God isn’t in existence 
The wicked can’t be in existence

Nirveda

Nirveda (sansk.) - aversion to existence

"The existent there is no cessation". Bhagavat Gita, 2.16



Addicted to existence, I may slain
or, maybe, they may slain me. I may die
a hero or, unknown, die in vain.

I may live righteously, I may abstain
from sins like Abel. Or, vice versa, I
may overstep the laws of God like Cain.

None of that

Marat and Charlotte

(A somnambulistic drama in four acts)

Actors:

Jean-Paul Marat; 
Charles Barbarou;
Charlotte Corday;
1st Philosopher;
2nd Philosopher;
The Commentator’s Voice.

Act 1. A tavern. Two philosopher sit at the table; 
Marat sits at the other, some distance away.

1st Philosopher 

…or even worse: “In the unbounded space,
the countless spheres glow and a dozen
of other spheres, tenth of their size, 
revolve around them. Hot

Ducks and Drakes

Back in the day I used to think that death
could turn the flaws of life into its merits
like water into wine. As though breath
pursues breath out, death, I thought, inherits
a darkness of a dreamless sleep innate
to life. Alas, it soon became apparent
such nouns as "asphyxia" and "faint"
or, say, the adjectives "astray" and "errant" -
they do

Silence and Crickets For a Spineless Existance

I got no time for slithering snakes
Twisting themselves into different shapes
I just keep my distance until they slither away
Because today im not trying to get bit in the face
And having its venom filling my veins
Drifting in and out of consiousness and slipping away
If it gets close to me
I'll chop off his head and skin him

Existance of Coexistance

Existance of Coexistance

Was really a matter of energy existence,
While it was combined with consistence;
Never delayed,
And displayed;
Exhibited in resistance  and persistence.

Had awakened from my approximately
two to four nap and here was this poem.
Found that poem did flow directly from 
my each finger  onto the silent screen.

Jim Horn

My Existance

Much respect to those
Who have entered my life
Scrimped and saved to enter
Into my existence
May they know when 
They see my face for real
How I wonder
And these visions fly

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