Pineal Poems - Poems about Pineal

...RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum white flags drench......Read the rest...

... C H I is the placeholder of your W I L L embarked REALIZED unto R E S O L V E RESOLVE to ignite DESIRE's S P A R K MEDITATION on the P A S S I O N ......Read the rest...

... Roads of gold and gates of pearl are thoughts solidified, finding resting place here, having been purified, first, in a trial by fire- in the bulwarked organ of love's pineal desire.......Read the rest...

...A genie's lamp cannot compare, To smoke awoken from my breath, Slithered out in ancient swear, Unshackled life from sudden death. Hear me now in brazen bond, Bow to me, before now still, From......Read the rest...

...Tranquil heart, the way to eternal bliss We abide then in our natural state God plants on our crown, a paternal kiss Soul breezes easily through heaven’s gate Consciousness distanced from fear an......Read the rest...

...If you "love" me so much - why didn't you come and find me? It's always me seeking you out - to set us both wildly free I don't think I've ever really asked - but why are you so confident it's me? ......Read the rest...

...Looking at birds in the sky, like them too, I wished to fly and so it was, that one day, blessings divine paved my way. At home, whilst I was alone, throbbed my pineal gland cone and standing......Read the rest...

...In fact, at first, By fiction’s thirst, To thrust my sight in curse, ‘Tween nurse and verse, For better, for worse, At least I can rehearse. Before the former: A stench in fallacy’s flame, ......Read the rest...

...The worst lie is the one you tell yourself. The greatest lie is the belief in that construct of the mind that you have an actual self to lie to. Truth is empty of the notion of you. A lie......Read the rest...

...Your face comes into brilliant focus while making my way to you in the misty blackness of night. Your reassuring smile and calm loving demeanor push and prod me with an elevated sense of sight. ......Read the rest...

... "Eye of Horus and the Seat of Me" When I looked into your eyes Blue Sky reflected in the Heart of mine I sat true in the Seat of Me Amygdala holding th......Read the rest...

... Ah! From the centreless fulcrum I graze and caress each sensation At play to the cadence of love rhythm Renewal continual without cessation Each node within bliss sensorium Meldi......Read the rest...

...EDGAR CAYCE True, true, my hands are soft– not overworked, nor lined by heavy labor-- nor calloused -- the soft hands of a gentleman, perhaps! But my manners are rough and countryf......Read the rest...

...7/7/21 Just a sample of who I am Experienced hardship firsthand Not a sham They say never bite the hand That feeds Yet there is continual greed Across the land It's gotten out of hand Ne......Read the rest...

...My friends go to Brighteon.com when in site type in Healthy Athletes collapsing/Dying after the Jab. Protesting will continue. This video shows you how people after being vaccinated are dropping de......Read the rest...