Long Withing Poems

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We Are of the Ground

Electricity flows deep inside me. 

You cannot harness it
Because I do not know it is there
Deep with in
And with in comes
With everything.
Attached to me is a soul
Morals that govern my entire existence
Profound power that is indescribable
However
This I am doing as I am who I've become
Both good and bad
I reflect the image of my own
I follow the path of my makers
People; in fact
Like you and I
We are the creators of each other
Bonded by common grounds
The ones which we physically walk and live upon
Bordered by the segregation of same species;
Invisible boundaries
Some of which are visible
Viable through the reflections of our own
Mirrored eyes reveal truth through involuntary traits
The same traits that make us man and woman alike
The same traits that betray those in which we are
Such a separation of species has been our eternally fatal tragic demise
We were not meant for what we truly are
We are intended to be much more exemplary
Divided by nature lessens our homogenous immaturity to the lowest level for success of any other means if found such wrongs
I feel something inside of me that is itching to be set free
It is not a monstrosity
More so a virtuosity that is of truth, compassion and love
Electricity flows withing our veins
We are,
each and every one of us,
Responsible for setting each other up for failure
We place limits upon ourselves
I doubt what I can become.
We are unaware of what we truly are
Simply because we are to afraid to release the amazing powers we all possess inside. 

You and I have electricity inside of us. 


10-05-16


No Barriers

There are no barriers to God's love
he gives us it freely from heaven above
no matter what things  come our way
he still loves us each and every day
he knows we will make mistakes
he knows we may not always get things right
but yet  he is always with us
watching us lovingly withing in his  sight
there are no barriers to God's love
your life he will truly bless
you can receive that love today
just by saying YES.
  
when Jesus died on the cross  for our  sins he broke every barrier that seperated us from 
God's love, we now live in the freedom of God's Grace  because of his great love for us by 
sending his only son 
 nothing can ever seperate us from God's Love. romans 8  38 & 39.


GOD HAS ALREADY DESTROYED THE GREATEST BARRIER.
The temple had three main parts-the courts, the Holy Place (where only the priests could 
enter), and the Most Holy Place (where only the high priest could enter, and only once a 
year, to atone for the sins of the nation-Leviticus 16:1-35). The curtain separating the Holy 
Place from the Most Holy Place was torn in two at Christ’s death, symbolizing that the barrier 
between God and humanity was removed. Now all people are free to approach God because 
of Christ’s sacrifice for our sins (see Hebrews 9:1-14; 10:19-22).  Amen.
Form: Rhyme

A Moment of Peace Meditation

TURN THE PAGES OF YOUR HISTORY AND FIND THE PAGES OF YOUR SOUL 
THE ONES THAT CONTAIN THE MYSTERY OF YOUR BREATH'S INTAKE (B)
BEND WITH THE WIND AND CURVE YOUR MIND AROUND THE THOUGHTS 
THAT SPRING FORTH WITH LIFE AND TRUTH.  SIFT AWAY ALL YOUR WORRIES 
AND ENTER INTO THE SANCTUARY OF GRACE THAT HAS BEEN PLACED ONTO
YOUR PATH.  CARESS THE WINGS THAT SUSTAIN YOU AND HELP YOU TO FLY.
THEY WERE DELIVERED TO YOU BY HIS HOLY GRACE . (B)
SILENZIUM,   SIENZIUM ,   SILENZIUM ,          SILENZIUM,             SILENCE, 
                     TAKE  ME THERE....
BOOKS AND BOOKS OF STORIES READY TO BE READ.  YOUR STORY IS THE 
ONE THAT NEEDS TO BE TOLD WITH THE SILENCE OF YOUR BEATING HEART.
READ IT TO THE ANGELS AS THEY PERCH THIER WINGS UPON THE BALUSTRADE
OF HEAVEN.  UNHINGE ALL FEARS, FOR HERE IN PARADISE THERE IS ONLY ONE 
THING THAT NEEDS TO BE ATTENDED TO. TELL YOUR STORY OF LOVE (B)
THISP AGE OF HISTORY CONTAINS YOUR SIGNATURE. SUCCEED AND YOU  
 SUCCESS WILL BE SEWN WITHING THE STITCHES OF THIS TIME AND MOMENT.  (B)
REMEMBER YOU LIVE IN THE CRADLE OF THE GREATEST UNIVERSE OF ALL TIME.
THIS IS A ROCKING MOMENT AND YOU ARE THE DESIGN CREATED BY YOUR 
MOTHER /FATHER.  GIVE THANKS FOR YOU ARE A STORY OF ETERNITY WELL TOLD.
BREATHE..... a lasting message , 
"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever.
Mahatma Ghandi "
Form: Narrative

Hell and Heaven

I was digging bulbs of garlic, 
In the field full of hedges, 
I heard the chirping of birds, 
Sitting on the trees around me,
Melodious sound of different birds,
Made a unique composition, 
I kept open my ear to the side, 
Of birds, after some moments, 
It put me in deep peace, 
Entered in my brain, 
Soon, the problems pulled me, 
Inside and put me in turmoil in side, 
Once again, I took my attention, 
Outside and kept on the music,
Of birds singing there, making, 
Feeling of heaven, again and again, 
I was swing inside and outside, 
Music of birds and turmoil of 
Problems, making hell withing me, 
Hell of ideas traffic and its rattling sound, 
Was making my mind hell, 
As if, I was in like a pendulum,
Hanging between walls of hell, 
And heaven,
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Many Falling

Many Falling


I look to the left
Then I look to the right
And its hard to distinguish
Weather its day or night
In this dark world I search for light
To guide giving sight
I see kids faces full of fright
As the world begins
To say things that are wrong are right
Through the view of the world
I see many falling
But you never give up
As you are always calling
Walking by each and every side
Saying my child listen while I guide
Come to me for comfort in these times
I know your every need
Let me live through you
As we work together to plant seeds
Sprouting a new harvest feeding with your word to grow
As your love withing begins to show
Lord I see many signs taking place
As you said would happen in the race
As we come to you for comfort and embrace
Now this light begins to shine
Giving light to see the way
And when we unite can say Father this child is mine
As I pray to grow near, not astray
Many times its easy to judge others behavior
But seems we should strive to reflect our savior


The World That Lost

The old streets, the old cars
The flowing river that won't stop far
The memories seeking through tears
The old paper ,all tattered and cleared

The music that fills time
The glowing star ,What a divine!
The literature, the song
The jolly old self that never returned

The world dark with humor
The very one that withered
The rose in between the pages
The radiant sun that seeks through the stages

The dancer in an empty stage
All with nothing but courage
The way they knew her
The empty shell that resided

The moon that knew its worth
The earth that breathed life
The tress that now glow with fire
All that now has retired

The pain and wounds of the war
The miseries of the poor
The hunger that dies, withing the souls and the eyes
The braver they were, the lower they dipped into

The depth of the world was hidden in a cage
All that now seemed to be filled with rage
The hatred only knew what it was
The result of the growing cause

Yet lies the little girl
All she knew were few words
Her life in question
Will she falter or answer?

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Premium Member Democracy v Autocracy

Is there a difference between human wisdom
and divine wisdom,
or are these the same?

Do empowering love 
and enlightened wisdom always and everywhere nondually co-arise,
like yin and yang primal co-relationship?

So long as we have the wisdom to remain clear about what is love
incarnating cooperative integrity,
and what is competition hypocrisy
distracted by messianic pretentions
seeking monotheistically entitled power-overing,
when and where only polyamorous power-withing 
could possibly result in wisdom's wealth
as healthy WinWin resilient outcomes.

Different,
because multicultural comprehensions of wisdom
often fail to achieve polyculturally co-empowering greatness,
stepping into history with cooperative ecosystemic fame
rather than outrageous competitions in egocentric infamy,
without co-arising love of polypathic health
sufficient for organically democratic ecopolitical wealth.

To become a great lover
without so much wisdom
is to become known, at best,
as a profoundly unsatisfied luster
to control other people's,
and even all EarthTribe's, 
cooperative enlightenment power.

Jesus of Nazareth had something to say
about non-Solomonic powers
distracted from love of wisdom 
by lust to hoard vast wealthy stores of power
to vainly secure oneself against future drains away 
from reviving, cooperatively invested, organic wealth.

Such lust corrupts love's wise inter-religious potential
for cooperative comprehensive powers
within healthy peace-invested polypathic Ego.

Closure

What we seek
In the unpleasantness 
We find in situations,
Times or experiences.
In the hopes of closure
In unfair treatment,
Disrespected and hurt
To an extent undeserved.
We seek a sense of 
Peace and understanding
In releasing it all
Before putting things to an end.
We seek one final goodbye, 
Hoping to hear another side
Or reasoning for their actions.
So we may reach closure.
Sometimes, we don’t get that.
We have to move on, 
Accepting that closure 
Between some 
Will never be reached.
We can only put it behind us
And move on from the pain.
For closure is not about others
But finding it withing ourselves.
When seeking this closure, 
It is determined by us 
Whether it is reached or not.
Nobody else. 

Closure
Is only done
In ourselves
With ourselves
For ourselves.

Awareness of Self

I exist there for I am
neurons fire 
a small electric charge 
down the cell to the synaptic gap

releasing a neuro transmitter 
that travels across that gap 
Neuro transmitters are chemicals 
perhaps our emotions 

perhaps our thoughts 
are the flow of energy 
through the brain 
I don't think 

awareness of self 
is the entire brain 
we don't think about heart rhythm
or regulating the pulse 

that is all done by our brain automatically 
awareness of self is a creation of the brain 
the spirit withing the machine 
different chambers for different emotions 

I think differently in anger 
than I do in happiness 
we are a combination 
of what we learn and 
what we think for ourselves 

Einstein was never taught 
the theories of relativity
his mind subconscious 
and awareness of self 

created that idea 
children can be taught to be honest
and still decide to steal 
we are a combination of what we learn
and what we think.   

we can drive ourselves in circles 
thinking to much 
we can create depression 
believing we are not good enough

we can create fear out of nothing 
and create nothing out of fear 
we can laugh drink and enjoy life 
or be to serious and destroy life 

we can laugh giggle and play 
invest grow and climb
study hard and learn
build careers or sit back and complain
Form: Narrative

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