as bliss pulsations elate
our three eyes triangulate
head ovoid hums in stillness
ushering sense of wellness
spine a seamless band of steel
flame of light we clearly feel
crown the receptor of grace
God holds us in close embrace
innumerable tiny bliss bubbles
like heartbeats pulsate in the head ovoid
they act as a whole though each is distinct
as is-ness of being-ness unalloyed
each cell in the head ovoid pulsates with bliss
time dissolved ineffable peace fills our form
presence poised in stillness feels nothing amiss
with tranquil heart gentling love’s benign bliss storm
all energies held erect by spine supine
heart the centre around which all nodes align
that ceasing to resist we dwell as a mist
breath by breath here now by Divine Mother kissed
unending beginnings as a rising
renewal continual as it is
each life flicker to our heart surprising
as God within us emits a bliss fizz
soul’s grazed by grace when we’re in cessation
poised simply as awareness self-aware
meditation our orientation
with no agenda we need to declare
all nodes in the head ovoid are aflame
air with our nose chakra making contact
blissful soul star takes us to the end game
where we forge with the void a loving pact
at the epicentre of God’s bliss storm ~
we as living light stand erect in form
our heart region is a bliss globe
and head ovoid the cosmic egg
revealed when we slowly disrobe
prayer on lips for freedom beg
what’s there to be said about this
as we become love, light and bliss
The silent hum of divine magnetism,
this morn has ignited the head ovoid,
heart, spine and all nodes in mind-body prism,
state of being-ness pure and unalloyed.
The tip of nose chakra whirs with vigour,
whilst the soul star node glistens on our head,
with toroidal heart as always demure,
looks to crown and third eye where bliss is bred.
All the vertebrae in our spine align,
fused together now as a seamless whole,
that thus though caged in form we feel divine,
radiating God’s light scriptures extol.
God’s hand, a disc of light, supports our back ~
Magnetised head to toe, we feel no lack
there is nothing new to report
except each pore is a bliss port
spine vibrant, head ovoid aflame
mind comprehends not its import
God realisation’s our aim
the prize on which we stake our claim
but the seeker must disappear
for our presence to win this game
as living light, what’s there to fear
more so when bliss beats within spear
divine entwined we vaporise
God Himself then our life does steer
when every breath feels like sunrise
we celebrate when ego dies
even though completion awaits
bliss thunder takes us to new highs
burning yearning never abates
we wait out turn at heaven’s gates
we’re suffused with bliss magnetism
God’s touch that ends futile debates
we subscribe not to any ism
yet bliss ignites mind-body prism
how this comes about mind knows not
it’s through an unknown mechanism
hollow of palms, soles of feet
tingle radiating cool heat
bliss suffused is our head ovoid
essence of presence feels complete
no longer by ego decoyed
we shine as pure Self unalloyed
a living flame that has no name
light where delusion is destroyed
chakras whir without any aim
life is viewed as merely a game
we’re comfortable in our skin
love, light and bliss our claim to fame
ah, what is there to say
our head ovoid is ignited
a million bliss nodes pulsate
toroidal heart is delighted
potent is pulsation of peace
yes, peace is what bliss beats become
we transcend the world of names and forms
melding with the magnetic hum
free from thought
at peace just sitting
unfocused our gaze
bliss rapture rises
even as we laze
the Bindu chakra
expands its domain
the energy grid looping form
acts as a seamless whole
conjuring a bliss storm
the head ovoid glistens
an energy band encircles the chest
tingle at palms is mirrored at our feet
what is there to search or seek
when we are bliss replete
space has a rapid blink rate
revealing clearly the light of heaven
we remain in the zone for several hours
perfect stillness time stretched peace
wherein formless presence flowers
our head ovoid
is capped by God’s hand
each node in form shines like a star
Divine Mother plays music within
on spine’s 33 stringed sitar
soma nectar drips
from head to jugular notch
savoured by both heart and navel
as our formless presence keeps watch
multiple nodes light up
in the luminous head ovoid
the soul star chakra hovers above
as light of the Self pure and unalloyed
when earth life tests
degree of difficulty rises
ego based thoughts surface
which mind of heart then apprises
as always bliss magnetism pulsates
reminding us to side step delusion
life is a dream and so we smile
seeing through the illusion
no judgement only noticing
we return to our natural state
as ineffable peace suffuses form
with God’s help we script our own fate
the head ovoid is now capped with bliss
with heart region in peace expanding
the spine holds erect all energies
in love we make a soft landing
We ask, how did manifestation arise,
what’s the purpose and what are we doing here,
to which the guru said, simply realise,
existence is one, feel within bliss beats spear.
God created space-time, then all worlds within,
hiding Himself in each heart, so go therein,
dissolve the ego, which is an interface
and recognise light of Self by divine grace.
To know the truth, we go back the way we came,
becoming the life force that empowers form,
sliding into silence, no tempests to tame,
we are the stillness centred in every storm.
The womb of space pierced, we stand as living light,
made in God’s image and drenched in bliss delight,
which is akin to waking up from a dream,
seeing we’re always aloft on love’s moonbeam.
The light of Self known, it is as yet a seed,
since God Absolute to us remains unknown
but if we be still and allow Him to lead,
in timeless time we imbibe clear truth full blown.
Taking our head ovoid as the cosmic egg,
hatching out of it, twice born we do not beg,
descending to heart, where polarities merge,
embodying God’s light, felt as a bliss surge.
we know Jesus resurrected from his tomb
thus basis of belief in eternal life
but why then Easter egg and not Easter womb
is the question that cuts through mind like a knife
the answer being simply our head ovoid
shaped like the cosmic egg pure and unalloyed
out of which we’re hatched reborn when ego dies
paving way for spirit to reveal sunrise
A million bliss bubbles softly explode
in the head ovoid, freezing flow of time,
whence poised in peace we pay to God an ode,
by mirroring His heartbeat, which we mime.
Ah, what’s there to do, as bliss beats renew,
a benign love burn to which we succumb,
simply following kundalini’s cue,
awakening heart by making mind numb?
It is in heart that pheromones mingle,
on attaining polarity balance,
when in stillness our eye becomes single,
finally making erect our soul’s stance.
Moment by moment, all moments entwined,
essence of presence is divine aligned.
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