how still is our silence if thoughts intrude
even as words in the conception stage
since symbols distort, being always crude
even latent stirrings, mind battles wage
negating this form and the universe
piercing pores of space, stopping flow of time
we as spirit have no need to rehearse
mirroring God’s heartbeat felt as love’s chime
vibrant thus in a unified force field
transcending the limitations of mind
divine aligned, resolve of our heart steeled
we attain truth that cannot be defined
being both immanent and transcendent
we are fully love and light resplendent
if we’re but a bubble in God’s force field ~
where then is the need for ego’s thought shield
“refrains of love enchantingly repeat ~
all that that is is simply God’s heartbeat”
~ quote by poet
upon ego death, the Self is revealed
one without a second outside space-time
dwelling in peace as a single force field
feeling complete, no mountains left to climb
with full freedom as self-existent light
the Self then seeks to be love enabled
so merged with God’s heart feels heightened delight
there is no lack and nothing is labelled
God’s mind sparks the spontaneous intent
that each flame brightens, by taking His name
in heaven as on earth, shaping ascent
that glow of Self and His light be the same
each Self is in God and God is in each ~
God as the Self does higher frontiers breach
Self alone is, at the singularity point
Self-existent light beyond space and time
Renewing itself within itself, It itself does anoint
This Self as luminous heart, intuits love’s chime
Creating within itself a wave of pure intent
Fulfilled instantly, as is the paradigm
God, a golden sphere, grants consent
The embryonic Self plunges into His heart
Now love enabled, exuding an ethereal scent
Moses divided the sea, that waters may part
But heaven is a unified eternal force field
Where no Self from God stands apart
Wondrous is the power God does wield
Guardian of all lights, He is our sole shield
at the Bindu chakra
I feel a bliss pinch
my eyes clench shut
but I do not flinch
rapture spasms rise
held erect by spine
all nodes within form
as a force field align
a million bliss bubbles
surge as strobes of light
the epiphany renews
heightening my delight
we all daydream
about this and that
in a make belief world
our character enact
one day however
there was a competition
where we needed to be still
and feel the void’s emission
thoughts and senses dimmed
even as awareness peaked
we sensed magnetic cool heat
reality as we knew it was tweaked
eye of our soul opened
cognising a unified force field
within it floated the multiverse
as power God does wield
our vaporised presence
encompassed the universe
wherein gong of Om resounded
as the noumena’s verse
awareness self-aware
dropped ego from its life tree
all that then remained was light
revealing our true Self free
beyond space-time poised as such
we were in ineffable peace complete
from a centreless fulcrum we sensed
the throb of God’s heartbeat
so the two first became one
then the one became two
becoming the flow of living light
we witnessed the refrains renew
lucid dreaming or meditation
we can give this trance any name
here we are now back again
but we are no longer the same
both mother and father nurture
their child in his formative years
but though all three live in one home
starkly different are their fears
the breeze, the tree and Mother Earth
take a selfie through cracks in time
yet each applauds its charisma
feeling within, a unique chime
that we be as He, God shapes us
soul eternal, awash with light
which when distanced from source becomes
a feeble form crouching in fright
subject, object and the force field
each imprint their footprints in space
which is the eternal witness
of dance of release and embrace
which attribute to us is dear
choose from love, wisdom and power
melding with the void, feel complete
with God’s grace that doth empower
Cosmic rays catalyzed their mission
Mister Fantastic, Reed, led the group
He could stretch like atomic fission.
He bent and flexed to assist the troupe.
Before, girlfriend, later fiancé,
Invisible Woman made impact.
Sue's force field had significant splay
and her bombastic blasts were exact.
Johnny, the Human Torch, struck a name.
As Sue's brother, he was in the know,
used his powers to generate flame.
His embers turned a spark to a glow.
Oh, the monstrous Thing, friend to them all,
grumpy and grouchy but super strong.
He would have been grand with a football.
Stone-like durable flesh and headstrong.
More diversified team you won't find.
Like musketeers, they are one for all
These are the outcasts of humankind,
when need arises, we give them a call.
recognising whatever is manifest
is finite, perishable and doomed to die
including the life giving luminous sun
we shift our focus to vast, enigmatic space
invisible, unchanging, holding all in its womb
in everything yet affected by nothing
is this the noumena, we wonder
in staid silence, melding with the void
all that remains is awareness self-aware
attention animated, poised in no-thingness
metaphorically our mind-body too has vaporised
sensing by touch, our vibrant soul presence
transcends need to feel the contrast of duality
with focus held firm, our eye becomes single
we then see the fabric of space begin to flicker
revealing that subtle as it is, it too is an entity
being a gigantic cocoon holding all that is manifest
in a whirlpool of toroidal magnetic force field
energised by the eternal light that lights all lights
thus shimmering through the pores of skin of space
which we now behold in astonishment and wonderment
I see her walk by and she is something else
We stand side by side in the mirror but her face is shadowed
I place my palm to hers but her nails are sharp
The claw engulfs my hand and leaves sharp slivers of pain
I lick the blood from the cuts, trying to hold myself in
She is a shadow, half a person
The light avoids her
She has a force field
So why do I want her
She is a lonely silent star and I want to join her constellation
She collapses in on herself like a black hole and I have already gotten too close
Her kisses are shadows
I interlace my hand with her claw
In her shadowed room
And endure more shadow kisses
I would wake up, dazed.
And maybe a little curious.
Wondering why I was just panicking.
Is it because I’m alone in this room?
Or because I’m surrounded by all the people just outside this room.
Yes, I’m slowly being surrounded.
But I’m safe if I keep that door closed.
It’s as if I’m creating a force field around my room.
One that is putting pressure on the door, preventing it from opening.
Yes, that makes sense.
But I wasn’t prepared to hear a knock.
A disruption.
Oh, she’s just saying goodnight.
As long as she doesn’t open the door…
I can continue my panicking in peace.
A steady toroidal force field
manifests, to which we so yield,
looking without interfering,
wondrous at bliss currents spearing
nodes within form, as of God’s will,
making easy ascent uphill,
enabled by love’s magnetism,
felt distinctly in body prism,
thus fixating our attention,
in unending meditation.
30-July-2022
I’ve been around to the other side more than I ever wanted
Standing in front a crazed mind screaming
All the winds blow
my force field full
Feeling-hearing nothing anymore
Lifeless beings I’ve seen on the other side
Heartless
Climbing in my ship now
Visor down - not looking back
Back to the other side
Free falling from the stars
Burning in
Fast and fearless
Splashing down in my own sea of tears
To discover things are nowhere near what they appear
Strange new worlds to explore
Someday one to call her home
Spread mottled wings,
a large hairy head
laid flat upon the window glass
clinging to a force-field.
Up close, eyes as black as bat caves
glimmer from the shine of a flashlight,
but of themselves there is no glitter
nor any gleam of being.
An empty shell driven only by instinct?
Antenna wave, search.
The creature cannot possibly know
what a human face is or
even its own appearance in the glass.
It cannot comprehend the import of what it sees -
can it?
Can I?
Our heart physical
Mirroring the spiritual
Creating a magnetic force field
Soundness, blissful thunder toroidal
We yield
As powers wield
Form transmuting force
In-form consciousness healed
Kundalini takes it’s course
Cleansing blockages coarse
Roller coaster ride, divine inside
We be to become, one with the source
16-January-2022
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