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Our beauty is hidden in our words!
Rumi (M. Mafi, trans.)
Our content in contentment
hides within commitment toward integrity.
Our beauty is hidden in our words
said only toward ourselves.
Barometers of mental health
for how we are and are not feeling
beautiful,
good,
fair,
balanced,
just,
harmonious,
confluent,
content,
graceful,
like good mentors without external hypocrisy,
and sometimes not such good mentors.
Mentors with words redolent of harmonic peace,
or maybe sometimes too much non-violent peace,
passive aggressive surfing, searching back and forth,
or even violently imagining unworded diverse futures
of yourself,
those around you,
generalized economic and sociopathological
and therapeutic
States and Species of thrive or demise,
and planet Earth,
and our Universe,
sometimes a metaphysically closing system,
sometimes more beautifully opening
although with considerable stress
tipping points,
trimming tabs and scissors,
adjusting balance, halves of ecologic,
within our internal voices of environ-mental health
as hope for cultural beauty.
Humaned nature adds economic
and cultural
and psychological freedom to evolve
kindness of mutual subsidiary intention,
an active love of peaceful mind.
Nature is only limited by absence
of regenerative orthopraxis,
caring and nurturing,
economically and politically powerful values
exercised within the classroom of each day.
Ecotherapeutic voices in our nights
and days of reconnecting consciousness
create our daily practice
of natural systemic design,
this song of synergy,
creative universal intelligence.
Cooperative kindness and competitive unkindness
are capacities coincident to all of nature,
a polar range from regeneration through decomposition,
from synergy through negentropy,
Kindness and love self-optimize as "Truths of Beauty"
when we freely choose sufficiency of contentment,
with full will and ecojustice intent.
My words surf my beauty and hope and synergy,
in and out,
back and forth,
listening for my listening gracefilling bicameral heart
and comprehensive consciousness,
discovering contentment within my content,
form within my information,
ecobalancing function within form,
fractal frequencies within bioregenerative
self-optimizing function.
Surfing echo frequencies,
Earth's words of microwaving grace.
O God! Will you answer my prayers?
O Lord! Will you take away my tears?
O Divine! I am so worried about my fears
We pray, but don't know the meaning of our prayers
Of course, most of the world does pray
Not many of us know the meaning of what we say
We just fold our hands and close our eyes
And call out to the one who we think is above the skies
If we pray, but don't understand what we say
Then we don't pray, at best we bray!
It's time to stop and find out the truth
What is prayer? Get to the bottom of the root
Who is God and where is He?
Aren't our prayers for God meant to be?
If we don't know God, but still we pray
Then who is listening to what we say?
We pray because we have some desire
Or because of problems that consume us like fire
Isn't there a reason we go to God?
Or just for fun do we pray to our Lord?
Some people pray because they truly love God
There are others who pray out of fear of the Lord
A very few pray to express their thanks
They evolve in life's journey and cross to God's banks
Prayer has a purpose, to God we do talk
Some stop to listen, they don't just walk
Prayer that works is a two-way communication
A tool that leads to ultimate liberation
There are rituals and superstitions in every religion
They make us get confused and cloud our vision
We are so controlled by what our scriptures say
That we just blindly follow, day after day
Is prayer all about mumbling something to God?
Is it about praying, not knowing who is our Lord?
Unless we first know who God truly is
We may say many prayers, but the main point we miss
Therefore, in quest of God, we must go
We must ask questions until we ultimately know
God is not someone made of bone and skin
He is a Power that lives within
How do we know that God is a Power?
When will we stop praying at some religious tower?
If we must realize the truth about God
First know, who is the one that's praying to the Lord
Self-realization marks the beginning of our quest
It asks questions putting every belief to test
Then we realize that we are not ego, body, and mind
We are the Divine Soul, this truth we find
What is the Soul? Is it different in you and me?
The Soul is a Power, different it cannot be
It is one Power that gives life to everything on earth
It goes when we die and it comes at birth
"The Union"
You lift me up when I have no strength
When I feel things are too rough
Today tomorrow and forever you go the extra length
Because of you I've been given a chance to be tough
In your arms you show me true love
As a symbol of security you've become my dove
You've taught me in all things we will cling to hope
The reason I don't need to get scared when I feel I'm at the end of my rope
In the moments I feel things aren't fair or just
You've taught me to believe in the two of us I must
It's protection and security when we are joined together
That things go from heavy as a rock to light as a feather
You're there through the worst the unsure and the best
And united together we are a force that stands every test
Through every minute hour and second that time seems to stand still and freeze
You make the whispers of the wind give a refreshing calm breeze
I find myself assured that with you as we hold hands we are one like a strong lock
Your love I know has been my rock
I know time no longer stands still as we become united together as one
As God our heavenly Father says my children my work has been done
Joining hand in hand two hearts become one and I proudly say our lives have begun
The race to the finish line we are determined to run
As the world meets for the first time Mr. and Mrs. McGee
I'm humbled to say that lucky bride will be me
We will take this world by storm through the example of faith we walk
Through honest communication we glide like the beauty of a hawk
It's a privilege and a gift to know that you're going to be my husband
But you're more than just that you're my inspiration
And as we exchange vows that we've had since our first day together we promise
To be all that each other needs, wants, and ever could dream or imagine
Thanks to hard work discipline and remaining determined
As our prayers were heard and answered the Lord said we were forever destined
In honor of all he had in mind for us we will be strong and evolve to make our future ours for the making
In awe of everything yet to come I promise to give you all I have and all that I am
Before you God and our family we stand, joined hand in hand
Celebrating our union today tomorrow and for eternity
Congratulations to husband and wife, we are presented with a bonding kiss
Mr. and Mrs. John McGee
I love you John McGee
Greater Consciousness
08/17/2015
Imagine humankind in a future time
Could perceive each other’s mind.
What would it be like to do this thing
And the kind of world it would bring?
My insight of what would come about
Probably is sorely lacking no doubt.
But I will try in rhyme to give my take
Of how this will cause a human remake.
Could many brains make such a noise
That your psyche it destroys?
I very much hope and believe it would not
Be the result of so much thought.
Would politicians have to retire
No longer able to lie or conspire?
Could other crimes be in the past,
Criminals finally eliminated at last?
Would freedoms of expression be curtailed
By thought police with info very detailed,
Or would enlightenment reign so not a single jail
Or any form of bureaucracy would prevail?
Would war and armies be gone
Because humankind can easily get along
As misunderstanding and hatred of the other
Is not possible when in mind we’re together?
Would “I” and “me” disappear overnight
As we share all our thoughts forthright,
No longer needing the phone or internet
Would communications be very intimate?
Would science and arts be transformed
As all would be well informed
Of new ideas and concepts in their spheres
Pushing both rapidly toward new frontiers?
Could we travel through one another
Seeing the worlds beauty would we discover
A experience more than just virtual reality
Bringing us together as if one “nationality”?
Would privacy be dead
Every inner thought known unsaid
As we evolve and transform
Could this become part of a new norm?
Could we pickup thoughts of a dog
Or would they be sensed as if in a fog?
Would our perceptions of all life be different,
Much more connected and reverent?
Would we continue to speak,
And if not would it change our physique,
Leaving the world silent, not a word said,
Except inside everyone’s head?
Imagine us beyond our current ken,
Could we finally reach our Zen,
Becoming a greater consciousness thru emergence
As a result of our mind convergence?
Contest:
Mystic Rose's NEW FRONTIERS OR GREATER CONSCIOUSNESS
Explanation:
Three major emergences are known–matter, life and consciousness.
Could we reach a fourth emergent state poorly defined as "godhood" in the west or possibly better defined as enlightenment or awakening as in Buddhism?
Music and romance are camarilla comrades,
just like poems are my shield and arrows.
But not all lullabies of lovers,
harmonise like a street choir of angels.
If love resembles the weather,
then poetry is like a snowflake.
Its fragile abstract nature
can betray the innocence of a poetic heart -
serenading in slaughtered symphonies of silence.
When lust burns in assailable impurity,
love suffers in small doses,
performing a masquerade concealing truthful tones.
So what is the purpose of poetry if it offers no remedy?
Whispering winds form hailstorms in my mind,
wondering if there is a sanctuary
for lonely spirits suffering as seasonally sad souls.
In the midst of melancholic misfortune,
I wish to drown in tepid tides of holy water,
because fate is frozen in winter wanderlust.
Heartache taught me how to be a poet,
each scar inflicted from profound lies and cries.
But what is the purpose of poetry if there is no muse?
In the perception of imagination,
I search for the one
who left frozen tears on my pillowcase.
But her eyes see celestite waves kissing
ecru shorelines under blue pearlescent skies,
blessed with the radiance of saffron sunshine,
in the heavenly harmony of relaxing music.
So, I wonder why she resides in ebony emotions,
refusing to dance, lost in lyrical lament.
Some spirits evolve into envious entities,
but mine just misses the rose window to her soul.
When wine dark skies glare in misery and gloom,
composing ashen clouds to pour in plentiful rain,
I feel the chills of an Antarctic iced leaf on an ice covered lake,
but maintain an evergreen glow,
hoping to forever illuminate like cathartic moonlight -
reflecting upon her bronze fibers.
Opposites attract like fireflies in the night.
I am the bridge and you are the chorus.
so I follow footprints in the snow,
under the guidance of devotary sincere stars.
In the hope we will make melodies at midnight -
merging into rivers of unassailable purity
And If I can't be a poet, then I'll become a poem.
I cannot predict how my ink will spill,
so will you guide each verse to give it a purpose,
breathing my words into life?
Will you love me more than poetry?
Kissing all those diamond promises
into my rhinestone heart -
or will you massacre the music,
abandoning me like an unfinished symphony.
Written: August 06, 2023
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I evolve at my own rate; I won't be defined.
By the expectations that others designed
In this journey, I'm the one who decides
To spread my wings and let my spirit glide
I am elated and pain-free, my heart is light.
No longer burdened by darkness or plight.
I've learned to let rove of what doesn't serve.
And embrace the love that I truly deserve.
I do what suits me; I follow my own path.
Not swayed by opinions or society's wrath
I listen to my intuition, my inner voice.
It knows what's best; it's my guiding choice.
Angelic and improving—that's who I am.
Constantly growing such a blooming dam
I may stumble and fall, but I rise again.
Stronger and wiser, ready to transcend
I evolve at my own rate. I select my time.
Not rushing to fit into anyone's rhyme
I embrace the beauty of my unique pace.
On this journey, there's no need to race.
Love holds and supports me as a gentle breeze.
Wrapping me in warmth, putting my mind at ease.
I am surrounded by those who truly foresee
If I ever reached who you wished me to be.
The beauty within me, the worth I ping
Their love lifts me up, makes my heart sing.
I sieve happiness and control my emotions.
No longer controlled by external commotions
I release negativity and blare off the weight.
And embrace the joy that awaits.
The universe's words are being heard today.
I am unsealed to its messages, ready to obey.
Being appreciated and worthy is my claim.
No longer seeking validation or fame
I cognize my worth; I am beyond my blend.
I am a butterfly, ready to ascend.
Artless to healing, I spread my wings wide.
Embracing the light, letting rove the tide
As a raw day begins, I am optimistic.
Not as tied as the ties that were once so intrinsic.
I grasp possibilities, the endless skies.
I am ready to soar and reach raw highs
Unleashing the inner butterfly, I cast flight.
Leave the darkness that gripped me tight.
I soar through the clouds, my spirit set free.
Embracing the beauty of my own evolution
I am a masterpiece, a symbol of revolution.
Unleashing the inner butterfly, I am reborn.
No longer constrained by time and space,
I evolve at my own rate, with grace.
No need to rush, no need to flee,
I am blissful and pain-free.
Edward, remember this.
Just like you were a caterpillar
Before you became a butterfly;
A bud before you blossomed one spring,
You'll continue to evolve and flourish
In this vale of tears.
You've got a lot of living to do, my friend.
Life is what you make it! Embrace it fully!
Make lemonade out of your lemons,
Take time to smell the roses!
Treasure quality time with friends and family.
Celebrate even the smallest of victories.
You're traveling through this life
On the right trajectory; stay the course.
Let nothing veer you off it!
You're the sea captain of your destiny;
Sail on straight ahead!
I needn't remind you just how cruel
This life can be. As you're well aware,
It isn't done knocking you down flat.
You'll feel it's punch again and again,
And you'll fall like timber each time,
But you won't stay down, Edward.
You'll get up, dust off, and carry on living!
You woke up today, didn't you?
You rose with the morning sun
Grateful to be alive another day
To see it set over the horizon.
Yes sir, you'll rise again like the Phoenix
Whenever life floors you with it's hook...
And float along with hope in the clouds!
Whenever the blue sky turns ashen gray
And warm sunny days grow
Unforgivingly cold; from bright to dark,
Never lose faith, for you'll continue
To feel the presence of God
At your darkest hours, I promise you.
Keep on living life the best you know how!
Keep on growing, personally and spiritually.
May your future continue to be bright
And gravid with infinite possibilities!
Letter To Your Future Self Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
Date written: 09/19/2021
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
"The E.R.I.C."
by: Eric L. Boddie
To each of you who feels you have failed to evolve
Because you are constantly running into various barriers
Sit back, relax, and let me tell you the story
Of the eight realistically inspiring characters
The first was a son to God and his mother
As Seen Through The Eyes Of The Word and not any other
Because he Learned That Love Is Stronger than what words can even utter
Because Love Is So Much Of An Action, there is no distance it can not cover
The second was a brother to his siblings and all humanity
Blessed With Many Gifts, but never known for vanity
Because he felt any fear outside of God only led to insanity
So every situation that arose, he handled so candidly
The third was a man, standing both, strong and proud
Humble to all men but Only To God had he bowed
Always soft spoken but forever searching for that loud
Forever content with self-reliance, no dependence on the crowd
The fourth was a friend, extended with helping hand
Forever faithful and true, never using that betraying brand
Knowing that friendships must be grown, they can't be bought in the can
Because instead of desiring to down-grade, he wanted to understand
The fifth was the freak, known to all and one
The inspiration of desire, the innovator of monogamous fun
One Eve at a time, that's how he got it done
Because the motto was for her to only leak at the grasp of his gun
The sixth was a nerd, but cool in all other ways
Serving as a lifetime member in how her hip sways
But something about knowledge always left him amazed
And for that reason, attention is what he always pays
The seventh was a soldier, always Fighting For Christ
Which did he Love more, God or his Life
Because the things that he did show that he paid his price
In Respect For The One Who Made The Greatest Sacrifice
And the eighth was the one who would let neither give up his fight
Telling each he is not wrong until they PROVE they're right
Because To Live Under The Star That Brings Bright Morning Light
Can only bring Hope, and there is no better sight
Each was greatly strong, each was greatly misunderstood
Rarely could either be challenged, but far too often, each was abused
In ways too great for a simply common mind to ponder
Causing the E.R.I.C. more Prayers, A Power that can never be overused
Intellectual progress with thee
beyond this, that, here or even there
of matter within what color, shape, size, weight, etc
All in all, we started with for example if you were to use a pencil or a pen, marker, etc. Indefinitely once that utensil is put to a piece of paper.
It begins within a point to draw a line or many lines or a circle, etc
Either way, the lines connect to another and another and another
Since the beginning of time LOVE backward is EVOL, hence vice versa
Did it all start with a point, a dot?
I think I'm tryna prove a point
Not for you, her, him or even them
It's beyond and above all this evil
Living in different people
A born autistic bipolar schizophrenic
But yet I think I know my limits
I'm in a learning process
Yet EVIL backward is LIVE
learn to live without all that evil
Voices never go away yet I try to be civil, I've been at war with myself since birth, I'm so confused with everything but I do know about Love yet I've never been in true Love, Unconditional Love since birth
every day kinda feels cursed
I struggle with what u can't imagine
my voices go from 5 to 100 at once
even famous celebrities voices
Trains, Bangs, Screams daily above all things, I struggle daily yet I need to be here for these kids. I try hard to control my own lurking evil trying to come out for I'm a born psychopath
I'm insane, not crazy, it sometimes drives me crazy but I don't let it come out, my kids need me, what's real and unreal bring me to tears, every day is a struggle I try to stay calm, I don't wanna lose it, I'll blackout and wipe
out an entire house, even a little mouse, some people are just not worth it, I gotta live for my kids. not for all this evil. I gotta break some type of cycle. but I'm on my own, with a million voices every day I struggle with suicidal thoughts but then it goes with a different face, I can't help it but I try, I STILL KNOW HOW TO FORGIVE AND LOVE, if I can do it you can do it. Evil and love don't sound right, but every day. live and evolve, live and love, evil and live don't really belong together but backward is more sensible. I could lose my mind any dam time, Dementia is in my future, Blessed to be alive this long, then again I'm barely learning to live without so much evil yet I'm filled with so much love I gotta move and move to spread more love