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What if the world is full of love
Accepting of God's message arising from above
What if the world is full of laughter
Knowing there exists a glorified hereafter
What if the world is full of truth
Fills the minds of all the youth
What if the world declared no more nasty wars
Much healing to amend all divisive people flaws
What if the world now all together as community
With each other develop affectionate perpetuity
What if the world lives in harmony with nature
Ascendance of the soul enhanced a joyous stature
What if the world is full of happy smiling faces, brows no longer furrowed, worried
A gentle pace of movement in a world no longer hurried
What if the world is full of kindness supporting when we fall
A world that's full of freedom allowing each proudly to walk tall
What if the world fulfils untapped loving potential
What if all the what ifs morphed becomes existential
WHAT IF.........
(“Dark Pool Nebula”, 2011, original oil)
Different Worlds
I travel to different worlds in my dreams,
In my mind, even day by day
With different aspects of my self
In this one body.
As I get older I see we all live in different worlds,
Determined by what we believe, how we are raised,
And what we learn.
Sometimes we can stand on the same street corner
And be in totally different worlds as we chat.
Some people know all about this
And some are totally clueless,
Yet still we are all in our own world.
Is this a problem that needs to change?
I don’t think so
It is just the nature of things
The nature of having a mind
Especially so with an independent mind.
So maybe it is good the way things are.
What is bad is trying to change this
Trying to make everyone conform.
But how would it be if a fish thought itself
A bird, or a bird a fish,
Or a man a woman, or a human a god?
Some things are just not meant to be.
And so I travel to different worlds
In my dreams and in my mind,
And as I become more familiar
The worlds become more wonderful.
(9/15/25)
Eyes to see but we don’t look
People are recuperating about COVID 19
On this planet we call earth
Every nation is affected by COVID 19
America is slowly rising
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To become one of the greatest nation
Striving to see [Eternal] God
[Eternal] God is everywhere
He sends mortal and immortal angels
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Doctors and nurses are our mortal angels
Saints are our friends, they’re immortal
They guide people
Not to fall astray
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People are blinded by this pandemic
This happened for a reason
Yet people are still fighting
Fighting when all we need is to understand
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Understand is to see the light
A light that brightens the world
To see what we don’t see
We see but we don’t look
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Problems that are unseen
Unseen problem to be solved
To live in harmony
To hear our heart songs
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Turned to Poetry on Mar. 17, 2021
Whoa…I wrote this? Wow this is a good poetry! I didn’t know I can write this good, I’m underestimating myself. I thought I cannot write anymore, I’m thinking less of myself.
There you are
gazing into the water
as it coils around the pier,
hoping to decipher
its tidal language, divine
a message in the slow lift
and fall of the swell,
the soft lapping sound echoing
through the dark shadows
below.
But whatever is here
seems to have withdrawn
deeper into itself, far beyond
where your senses can reach
or your uprooted mind can go,
severed as it is
from the origins
of its own creation.
You are of this age,
utterly modern,
purged of myth
and deaf to the spirits that once
moved here in the water
and roamed the land,
the sung sagas
of your ancestors.
In the isolation
of this cleared world
a terrible silence has fallen
in which the only sound
now is your own pulse
imprisoned in the confines
of an ear.
Fantastic landscape, beautiful mountains and valleys, dark blue everything. Wonderful sparkling rivers, oh this is the Hell!
The Hell! My new home, my new world, a new life. The new Life! I will come soon, I want to leave the Earth.
Oh, dear devils, open the gate of Hell, I am arriving soon after my earthly death, I don’t want any more human life. This is the End!
I want to be a demon. Good and bad, angelic and satanic, I want to hunt and collect fallen and suffering souls for Hell.
Oh, I understand from now the evil people, oh I love them! All of them! Thank you for teaching my old friend! Who lives in Hungary, I hope you are well!
Who quarreled with you many years ago, and I asked you, why are you doing this, and you screamed “Because I am mean!!”
I tried to calm you down, but you became even more and more aggressive, and you just screamed and yelled and yelled
“Why are you so stupid?! What do you want of an animal?!! I am a vile, an animal, a vile animal!” Hmm, now I understand you.
I will be a vile, just in the way of my style. I must find it out, and create a good method, I don't want to waste any more time in my life.
I chose the hellish way. From now we are gold friends, my dear old friend. I am also an animal. I will be that I follow your way. My soul is like hell
Hell like my way, but I don’t give up my will, and I don’t need love, empathy, or human words, just to be an infernal creature, you will see my life, my dark soul
I will be looking for you in the earthly Paradise of Hell, I will go home to visit you, we are companions in fate, in this life, in this age, in this bleak spiritual world
The landscape of Paradise of Hell is my portrait in my spirit, an evil desire drives me, I am not a human,
I shed my human traits and character, and I feeling well. I am going to discover my new home, the beautiful and amazing hell!
Oh, I hear the voices of strange creatures and soft rustling, here everything is wonderfully demonic, I am very happy with my new life
So a beautiful land, with huge hematite-like mountains, sharp rocks, distant peaks, opal oceans, red fields, and blue forests. This world is like a tale, like my heart
No one understood me in my life
Only one person, Satan
He called me
He invited me into his world
I live here, but I live there
I haven’t more human life
Thank you, oh Satan!
That I see
Through your forest entry
Where you greeted me
Millenial reign of our Lord Jesus Christ
Who sacrificed his life
Vibration of frequency
Felt within thee
Gave love a second chance
Through faith we have danced
Depth in his trust
He has kept within us
A magical place to pray
What a beautiful day
View from the top
Made us appreciate a lot
Disregarded the time
Our determination to climb
We felt so alive
Finally our peace had arrived
Greeted by ducks
Made us laugh a lot
Quacking sounds
Heard all around
Oh what a sight
Caught them within flight
Their wings spread large
Like the angels in charge
Their beauty we discover
A true honor
Blessed by his glow
Through our Father fallen snow
Singing of finch so loudly
Should have heard their melody
The squirrels were curious
Not at all nervous
Passed from tree to tree
Just to see who we may be
Sounded the forest Church
Blessed by a chirp
Gifted us the Holy spiritual world itself
Among the wild it was felt
Held us as a rose
Each petal he clothed
Beauty to each thorn
Our Lord adorns
Jesus Kingdom in hand
We blessed God land
It would be so nice to feel the warmth of your lips
Before you come to take me away from here
It hurts to admit, that the problem is
That you’ve left me too soon, my dearest dear
I’m not saying the spiritual world is all fictional
That its only subliminal thoughts and desires
People’s sensual visions appear to reveal
That true love is eternal, and so it inspires
To imagine a world of alternative kind
Where the lovers and friends are together again
What seems fictional, comes from the reality side
It’s a case of creation we can’t understand
But to believe in the things unattainable
Is an innate capacity of the human mind
What seems unreal can be real and available
Depends on how deeply we feel it inside
I know that it sounds complicated, my darling
But it has to be so without you in my day
I won’t miss your call the next time you’ll be calling
One night you will becon, and I won’t delay.
Many folk think their life is sore
even describing it like a living hell
but really ia that really true?
as it may be media wanting a sell
We really need to look at scripture
for it says plenty about this abode
it speaks more of it than heaven
as reading the bible has showed
Hell is described as a living torment
one which is like never ending fire
an endless darkness having no sight
the pain there will never tire
Whatever this world brings upon you
doesn't remotely compare to what's to follow
don't hide your head continually in the sand
denying your hearts voice will be sorrow
Be grateful this world is not the hell
scripture teaches is to eternally come
take the rescue route via Jesus
don't neglect it to be spiritually dumb
QUOTE:
("We are already in Hell. It is the earth itself that is Hell, the prison constructed for us by an intelligence superior to our own, in which I could not take a step without injuring the happiness of others, and in which my fellow creatures could not enjoy their own happiness without causing me pain.”
-Inferno ? August Strindberg )
Starting from the bottom and now we are standing here.
These mundane attacks keep coming in waves.
Back-ward and Forewarned - through too fro.
Muladhara - Root Chakra - by the poisoning of the grounds that we stand on.
Svadhishthana - Sacral Chakra - by the poisoning of our waters that we drink from.
Manipura - Solar Plexus Chakra - by the poisoning of our foods.
Anahata - Heart Chakra - by the poisoning of our values and things we belong to.
Vishuddha - Throat Chakra - by the poisoning of our salts.
Ajna - Third Eye Chakra - by the poisoning of our toothpaste.
Sahasrara - Crown Chakra - by segregations and divisions among hu.mani.ties.
So what's left for you to finish?
Other than poisoning our air, that we all share and breath.
Legions of Angels, stand by my side,
under His wing, He gives a place to hide.
The Angels are prepared, for war you see,
they camp, on everyside of me.
Dressed for battle, they are prepared,
as the enemy of darkness in fear, is scared.
Shaking and trembling, they smell defeat,
off they hide, to their own retreat.
If you are a child of God, be careful what you do,
we can tie, all the Angles hands, before we can tie one shoe.
Listen to me careful, Warring Angels, all around,
in your life, better hope, your Angels are not bound.
What we do and what we say, carry heavy weight,
those things we think we hide, who could anticipate.
If therefore, the Angels of God be bound,
where in this picture, can God be found.
Hands tied, by our words and deeds,
as we get angry with Him, for not supplying our needs.
If God and His Angels are bound by us you see,
where does that now, put you and me.
We got twisted, it should be the other way around,
it’s the devil and his demons, that’s supposed to be bound.
Don’t wanna open up the gates of hell, letting more demons in,
now we have to turn around, face them all again.
With the wisdom of time, the knowledge of the past,
The presence of the future,
the battles never last.
To untie what was tied, to tie what was untied, you see,
in the spiritual world, where Warring Angels, encamps around you and me.