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The A to Z of Karma
The Law of Karma is very deep
As we sow, so shall we reap
The bad we do will make us weep
And the good that we do, we get to keep
It's a Law of Action, a Law of Reaction
It's a Law that says, we get what we give
A Law that ensures what goes around comes around
A Law that's for everyone on this ground
The Law of Karma is born from our Dharma
Karma is a Law, A Universal Law
A Law that watches all our actions
And a Law that ensures the same reaction
If we plant tomatoes, we won't get mangoes
If we plant cactus, we won't get a rose
So also if we do good, our reward will be good
And if we do bad – what returns is just as bad
What is this Law of Cause and Effect?
A Law that ensures the balance is perfect
A Law that records everything we do
Good or bad, it must come back to you
But how does this Law work, we don't know
It belongs to the One who created this show
It controls how on Earth we come and go
Does it end at death? The answer is NO!
Our Body may die, but our Karma stands by
We CAN escape our Karma – that is a lie!
Our Mind will be reborn to live and to die
And we will continue to suffer and cry
Death is not the end; it's just a bend
Whatever we have done has to be undone
If our actions are rewarded as we live – that's great
Otherwise, the residue will decide our next fate
Is our body responsible for how we act?
No, it's our mind that's in charge, in fact
Thus, the Law of Karma is that of the Mind
It's the ego and mind that suffers we find.
It carries the good and the bad that we do
The score doesn't settle at death when we go
Life after life, the score goes on
The Karmic score decides how we are reborn
So should we suffer again and again?
When will we finally escape this pain?
We can if only we Realize the Truth
We must get to the bottom; we must get to the root
What is our purpose of life on Earth?
Are we just born to die and take birth?
Where did we come from? Where do we go?
The Law will go on till the Truth we know
Are we the Body? Are we the Mind?
Are we the Ego? The Truth we must find
The ignorance that's around us, we must rewind
We are Energy of a different kind
The Law of Karma makes this world go round
It's a Law that makes sure all's well on the ground
The Law is for all who come and go
Except for those who understand this show
We come and go
Nobody stays forever
But our stay leaves an impact
Full of joy, sorrow, anger, love and hatred
Time makes them all a history
Generations pass and new breeze blows
We emerge as reborn
With fresh melody and resonance
Relationships and bonds float
Universe pays what you want
But the ways may be different
The gain may appear as loss
Nature’s long and short term vision
Every so often, unfolds simultaneously
Causing overlapping perceptions
But, wisdom is bestowed upon you
To distinguish between right and wrong
And decode the ways of nature
Life repeats itself with the same
Joy, sorrow, anger, love and hatred
We do not change
We are humans, with intrinsic traits
Destined to live with them
We go as fast as we come
Life is a repetitive affair
New becomes old and old becomes new
The old and new are the norm
All goes but the heart stays
And newness takes over
Why it happens, nobody knows
Reason, logic, purpose, cause and effect
Are manmade fantasies, alien to nature,
A tale of exuberance and spontaneity
Which never begins, never ends
Just stays and endures.
So, flow with it and enjoy
Fight for your country but we're all brother in soul
Why are we so ignorant of the situation
Why is there so much hatred between our nations
Why are we fighting for the wars
There has only been massive destruction in the course
They say fight against but when will it stop
We are just playing a game that's killing at the top
How i wish for no more discrimination only charisma
The hope for no more judging and no more racism
One united world is what we'd call it in those days
Not knowing the resemblance or the difference in those plays
Trying to make a change for a better place
I'm going to evolve into a change that rearrange
I'ma be a leader not a follower in my story
i"m not afraid to race in my glory
Watch me grow in these multitudes
With a desire to overcome in positive attitudes
Not just another one in the crowd
Wanting me, myself and i to be proud
Not if people know how I'm feeling
Or if my notes are any much revealing
I want to be listened to and memorized along history
My melodies will be more than the different like Elvis Presley
More than the unique but not lie the usual
Not afraid of being who I am I'm not unusual
Day by day trying to figure out what God plans for me
everyday Im looking for my destiny
Knowing none of this to you might make any sense
But lets worry about the now not the past tense
now there's a time for every season
Knowing everything happens for a single reason
Knowing how it feels to be alone in a world of many
But i have Jesus and I'm sure that's plenty
Cause and effect being human is a result of virtues and defects
There's a time to live and a time to die
There's a time to live and a time to cry
Wanting to do something here and about
Exhaling a shout
Wanting to cry out that for sure
Making a single wish on a million shooting stars
Believing I'm locked up but not behind bars
Locked inside a maximum security called inner self
Going through something I've never delft
Why is this happening to me
Reasons are complicated to see
Or to believe in such disasters
Sometimes i wish i could just die faster
A topic which seems long way off is really not that far
My soul locked inside a body jar
Sometimes having those dreams that make you doubt and intervene
It changes your perspectives with a rotation of electives
A mentality in a state of maturity
Not close to being a fallen angel with any much purity
Winds of change
are fanning the flames
are fanned by the deranged.
The flames of misdirection,
the winds giving chase
(orchestrated by instruments to enrage.
Horned cheering section.)
Drones of the BlackRock, riders in holdings
park their game pieces in place,
holding and withholding payment Ace.
Get out of jail free blowhards,
influencerned by the currency,
jeering and cheering till blue in the face,
screaming Climate
Emergent Divergent Hunger Games Emergency.
Media trumpet producing endearings,
(lipstick on a Pig) for their Rat King,
(as on a White Horse)
as we grow too Sheepish to speak out, too pale
and timid to spell out their obvious course,
to vomit our rejection as diseased
as we are enslaved
under cells and convections and
tales intertwined, sanctioned throughout,
Stormgate's, leak, its Codex toothed, overreaching security breach.
Never again will we be as we were,
neVer to take flight,
or steer our own course again in our own
atmosphere.
The Mandate is clear, the Score
is reported by message board monitors
of the process, onboard,
onboarding for the Beast System processors,
riding People, herding, coral carolling
to Lucifer, sacrificial Sheeple in a transitional
Rat Race, vermen looking through peepholes.
The Piper's progress is polaroided in twain,
kodachrome rolls back the esteem, smiles of the insane, back of the head, peace sign.
Shut wide eyes rolling white for dead retina scan mouth foamed enrapture
Signature erasure brain panned for fools gold,
sold out, captured souls,(devout).
Recorders in tow, changing how the wikiwind blows,
how counts voted by Moderator,
gestapo teams, Bon Appetit, Virtual Travel, Vogue, Akinator, Mad Magazine.
(Needle in the Aperture bobbin tattoo
BuckarooBonzai glass saddles and shoes.)
Laser id suture chip sewn in diodes
of TripleBeam Barley, Wheat, Triplesec, meat...
Meta threads to breadcrumb gumshoe private dick heads, treads of
sleuth your every thought and intent, move.
Passenger monitoring, the acceptable temperature, moderate beautiful soup lukewarm chum
to taste an ode to the pasts vernacular
naked lunch humble pie shoots
in the face gruel,
heckler
of riding the storm out without Jesus, fools-Spectacular.
Spelling, syllable count, vanity, too simple, Simon! Be prolific, cruel, smart, up to par, above the bar, fit for the stage. Tap, tap, tap…
—by poet
The Prismatic Self
See the wooden stage, markers for my feet, bright lights, great expectations, critical analysis. Curtains will open any minute as my words make an entrance. Will my opening lyrics draw a crowd? Who will be in attendance? The theater’s not likely sold out.
Backstage, the sponsors, who are they? ATTENTION! As if a teacher wields a pointer, tapping at my feet. Will the audience throw erasers?
On the palm of my hand, the rules - perhaps strict, but I’m not in fear of a stickler. Trained by the nuns in love and hate knuckles.*
Lots of rules, I might have to practice the act for quite a bit longer. I practice in my dressing room, trying on outfit after outfit - those flouncy forms or something simple and succinct.
Am I a people pleaser? Do I perform at the pleasure of the King or Queen? Or am I my own worst critic?
Yes! Yes! Yes! No!
I desire to be seen but I will yield. There is something more important than being the lead. Still, I must confess, I must run back to my little box, mime my tears, dread my limitations, take a breath and when I am ready - take a bow.
At the onset, I must build my own backdrop, backstory, be vague and understood. I run my lines quickly, slowly, go over them again and again, even as I recite them freely, as a monoku or Shakespearian sonnet; or get even more elaborate.
I labor over each word, its placement, its meaning. I don’t care! I do care! I must feel it practically perfect; though I will let it go. Eventually, it will be a comedy of errors, erroneously erupting past the stage, in the rubber hands of cause and effect. The sponsor’s Marlboro ashes fall on it, without understanding my heartfelt meaning; my wings clipped as I await the list…the dreaded and dreadful list. Most surprised when I am the cream, alone - floating at the top.
**Fastbreast, blushing, aghast, euphoric. That sponsor is exact. I do not grow prideful. I do glow. The tip of the iceberg shows, all other words sunken, below. In leotards, the ships pass by, having a look - one clips itself.
*conceit
**Fastbreast - heart beating rapidly (Neologism)
Filled with fury and rage,
So much bottled in emotions,
Feeling like an animal trapped in a cage,
Calm like the wind but swift and changeable like the seas,
Nobody knows what lies beneath,
The Oceans lie dormant waiting for a sign from the heavens,
To the outside world what is unknown remain a mystery,
For others who don't understand their windows of perception is only a theory,
The nature of law of cause and effect begins to resonate,
Creating immaculate vibrations and the shift of temperatures,
Causing atmospheric pressure.
Rotation of the earth, its high and lows, the air and increasing speed,
Its slow but fast and fierce motion moving as one,
this rhythmatic flow, cadence, and coordination is similar to a dance
routine creating a whirlwind of energy and movement captivating
audiences,
For every second it gets closer expressing its power with precision,
Only following instruction,
Finally making a decision to cause damage and destruction,
Leaving a path of hurt, pain, heartache from the past ,
Only broken promises that last,
Tired and draining with only one thought remaining,
Filled with fur and rage,
Now that's what I call entertaining
5/9/22
Let me change my toning
Skills mastered and others still honing
I am not droning
People to this day passed away from a stoning
Continually condoning
With no cease to cloning
It's become often and corroding
Occasionally exploding
All the while a struggle to break through the coding
Something worth noting
It's harmful not beneficial, yet constant doting
Still too much gloating
Evil agendas many have been secretly promoting
Originally got to the spot by boating
Then thrown overboard now saturated and soaking
The body would be floating
Due to bloating
But it was weighed down from others hoping
It'd never see the light of day, or an investigation probing
More or less
Cause and effect
Correct, I'm still pot smoking
Go ahead and ask me how my battle with alcohol is going
I start dozing
From overdosing
Little if any good that did like loafing
And postponing
As well as screens always loading
It's a joke, no I'm not joking
Still adding fuel to the fire with prodding and poking
Eventually leading to a struggle involved with choking
For one party the outcome was croaking
A process of life and death, living or decomposing
All this goading
And foreboding
Opportunity remains yet the door is closing
Either after it or just ogling
It's pathetic or engrossing
Having to do with an article of clothing
Or a sharp point dipped in a toxic coating
Meanwhile maniacal egos they're stroking
No I'm not joking
Like all the boasting
Is there such a thing as safety when danger is always approaching?
Treated like garbage it's gross to me
In the end it always benefits them mostly
Just the truth, not looking at it morosely
Homie
Pay attention closely
Instead of overlooking it all like it's bologna
Regardless of it being clear, rainy or snowing
The wind calm or harshly blowing
You're out of the loop or knowing
Impacting how waters are flowing
Endlessly on it's growing
Radioactive and glowing
Causing harm with no chance of slowing
This is what evidence has been showing
Whether or not it is the time of gloaming
To this day still roaming
It's worldwide not just in Wyoming
Like a rabid beast at the mouth foaming
Toward their desires always combing
With missiles that are homing
In 1989 a group of Phyic scientist challenged a group of botanist to a contest. They were surpossed to create
A hyro-power bus, that would be a cooling station for field workers , hot climates. The bus was to have an office ce, a dining area and a toilet and kitchen, and a window to serve drinks and food. Durning the construction of the vechile, they stumbled on some papers about space and a thirty which used solar powered engines to ride on a beam of light casted from two ends. The beam would allow the space ship to move
At very high speeds to reach targets at a speed called warp. The theory would have a beam casted from the ship to you de the ship or ships thru out space allowing the ships to go anywhere. They discovered the protypes which were ships, water vessels that looked like movie create ions, and he secretive experiment casted beams across the south PAC from c, and allowed the vessels to reach speeds never before recorded..
The language used was hard understandable by all the scientist, but the were worded to be translated into some strange language which without guidance would be hard to o understand. They wished to create a gravitational center within the ships so during the Ravel people could walk about, as normal. One paper said it found that Durning simulations larger members of the crew began losing fat, noticable in short amounts of time, making the to appear more healthy , and strong. All members began to bulk up and be healthier.
The last page in the journel spoke in words
But left little clues.
Preparing inventory
Underlying guidelines
Variable casting
Cost of inventing
Cause and effect nature
Cause and effect sceince
Cause and effect ( mean spotted)
Reburted external
Reburted interiornal
Cause and effect related to stresses of emotion
Cause and effect due to bition
Under casted
Overcast
Matching principles must include
Rightful concern
Skill counselation
Education of committee
A matter of affair
Construction
Maintance
Revered
Which than is either
Which than is neither
Conflicting interest
Resolution
Map of intentions
Probalable outcome
A matter of affair
Cause recognition
Caused championed
Resolution
Which end is destined
Reversing goals
Structural ng goals
Synergy
feels Earth is flat
two-dimensional
monolinear to me
While my life time line
inevitably moves from original eternity
through magical recreation effects
from empty cause
toward monotheistic EarthBright
completion light
exhaustion
caused and effected back again
into entropic dualdark chaos
By way of enlightening
and empowering bicameral contrast
Integrity
speaks four fractally
half-octave
impassioned dimensionally
Robust and elegant integrity
includes polymathic binomials
like polytheistic Heavens and monoculturing Hell,
Sacred Cooperatives and Desecrating Dogmatic Competition
To reconnect wealthy re-ligions
of health restorative sciences
Above and below, and bilocational Theo/EcoLogic
inside and outside, and bilateral nonviolent communication systemic
pleasure and pain, and balancing in-between health/wealth sufficient justice
found and lost, and democratic EarthPeace won
full and empty, and omnisciently enlightening empowerment,
left deductive thoughts and right inductive feelings, and bicameral balance
Rational space and irrational multiculturing integral time,
and span-rationally developing spacetime fractals,
individual and relational,
and correlational co-revolving wave circling events
cause and effect, and survival causally effecting win/win thrival
black and white, and full-spectral
color wheels and sound octaves,
and dynamic spiraling multicolors
of red war and green peace mystery,
and polyculturally unfolding octaves
of dynamic health/wealth
co-evolving ecopolitical history
Male and female, and bisensory-neural system story
regenerative and degenerative, and polyregender mystically
yes and no, and not not integral energy
Politically enlightening balance
for local cooperative wealth narratives,
And also economically empowering
global intersectional health stories
of GoldenRules
internationally win/win applied,
practiced,
green cooperatively inhaled
and blue/red integrity exhaled
together ultra-nonvioletly
Restoring bicameral dynamic
four-dimensional synergetic season systems
developing cooperative co-investment
perennial healthy wealth nurturing
nature/spirit compassionate
timelessly indigenous
integrity.
8/4/22
Too much crap coming with a high tax
Intentional not by chance
It's always been like that
Others talking behind backs
Especially after sipping out bottles from wine racks
It'll reach an end or climax
After a time lapse
Meanwhile it was in person or done behind glass
Having nothing or everything to do with finance
Nearby wildcats or waves with white caps
Took care of five tasks, ran nine laps
Nearby a lake full of striped bass
While carrying an ice axe
They said they were involved in divine acts
Across coarse and fine grass
Nearby several bike paths
I've had a nice laugh
Always ready to strike fast
Because you can't ever get any time back
Not a fool, intelligent
Not a tool, change is eminent
Nothing indefinite
It's already proven and evident
The truth instead of rhetoric
Heart cold, Mt. Everest
24/7 high and drinking alcoholic beverages
Humans always trying to have leverage
On my phone zero messages
At times gained or loss appendages
Pathetic is what their agenda is
Not easily do I forget, most things I remember it
Cause and effect quit treating me like a degenerate
Adding fuel to fire with accelerant
You're taking sides, I'mma call you Confederate
In the end, I'll turn into a revenant
No matter what you do, it's irrelevant
River beds sit full of sediments
Thank you, but I don't need your sentiments
This all shall be a testament
While among the elements
A curse or blessed to live
Damn yet again depression hit
It effected development or became a benefit
ed up but not desperate
No filter, won't ever quit
For more or less of it
I avoid over-populated areas, I'd rather be where it's desolate
Good on you if you have an impression from this
Your impact is minor or the size of an elephant
Quit being so quick to be the celebrant
You've been obsessed with percentages
Remaining far too petulant and delicate
Yeah I said it b****
It all goes for guys and gals regardless of if they get the gist of this
Oh we got another chump, I beg your pardon
All these schmucks, gosh darnit
Imma leave 'em stuck, Tar pit
Try your luck, start s***
I don't give a , it's a wrap like your body inside carpet