Life’s a game of pattern recognition,
so no doubt for a while mind is needed
but now let’s rest it, that bliss ignition
pervades our form, as touch of God heeded.
Addiction to thinking is our fault line,
presupposing that we are an ego,
whereas in truth we’re love and light divine,
so patterns of old we must now let go.
Sans thought, poised as awareness self-aware,
we dwell in peace in a realm beyond time,
that as we with the mind of God so pair,
ego disappears betwixt bliss beat’s chime.
Let silence be the practice we adopt ~
All cravings of ego with one hand stopped
Atheism is verklempt
At its presuppositional attempt
There is this paradox
Which Christianity unlocks
Atheism in unfounded
Relying on Christianity being grounded
Saying it’s atheism we presuppose
But saying it’s so, doesn’t make it so
A pugilistic beating of all that’s airy
Proves our view to the contrary
There is no atheistic foundation
It is futile trepidation
Epilogue
I know you don't want to hear it
Christianity is not proven by "school spirit"
And for your lack of want
Consult the method of Immanuel Kant
‘I, me, my, mine’ are the words to avoid,
presupposing from God separation;
it’s best we dissolve ego’s head ovoid
in the void, a sacred consecration.
Breath by breath we need to remind ourself,
that body-mind is but an interface
and by God’s grace life plays out by itself,
as each impulse we release and embrace.
Being both immanent and transcendent,
we are living light crystallised in form,
touched by Holy Spirit, love resplendent,
transforming feeble form in a bliss storm.
Let us then never let go of God’s hand,
that who in truth we are, we understand.
Painting dream-scapes upon canvas of vermilion skies,
O, time! how you elevate my dawn in periwinkle sunrise,
As day’s footprints, glistening amber tapestries rise,
When rhythms of birds, with musical winds harmonize.
O, immortal aura of time! has anyone ever seen you?
Spectacular at birth: wasn’t the big-bang your debut?
What your omnipresence looks like, I have nary a clue,
Ruling my existence, as seamlessly you pass through.
Mockery of love you make, fading it over your domain,
Hurting hearts once enamored, feeling pain of your reign,
O, time! you changed me~ who I was, I’m not the same,
Robbing my vigor as I age, sadly my exuberance you tame.
You transform themes of now, into dreams of morrow,
Planting seeds of hope, healing my wounds of sorrow,
As through your wintry woes rise, avid spring meadows,
Shining motifs of today, glinting yesterday’s shadows.
Moments you take, as earth rotates, turning into days,
Yearning for infinity as you traverse into eternal haze;
Audaciously presupposing your empire shall never end,
As ceaselessly through heaven and earth you transcend.
As one life door closes
all incarnates swing opens our
afterlight reprises all spiritual energy
presupposing all existent notions
why give it away to ---unfounded FEARS?
presupposing renewal of breath
continuity of memory linking time
gradually accepting our limitations
trauma bonding with habit patterns
spontaneity of innocence sacrificed
we mark out our territory in a cage
decorating it with objects of desire
of which creative impulse too a fetter
snarling if any intruder comes close
living alone in our cell with mirrors
in fading light
26-November-2022
Sans ego, who are we
“All that is, is God-consciousness ~
Dance divine, in sheer playfulness “
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Presupposing separation from God,
we thus eclipse the light by our own hand,
playing mind games until heart’s lust has thawed,
whereupon soul’s freed, right here where we stand.
We’re here on earth, to imbibe love by touch,
suspending judgment and narrow belief,
letting go of ritualistic crutch,
making room within, granting soul relief.
Let love distil each and every action,
before it’s release as thought, word or deed,
mindfully calming ego’s reaction,
which is self-serving, spawning fear and greed.
Strange is this God-search game of hide and seek
His abode’s in our heart ~ take a sneak peek
23-June-2022
A seeker seeking connection
Humbled at his soul's ignorance
Presupposing separation
Yearns to reclaim, heart's innocence
Awakening inner sentience
Upon so choosing cessation
Time stretched stillness continuance
Manifests divine vibration
Life flows without agitation
Dancing to beat of love's cadence
Each life breath a celebration
Wherein glows, soul's luminescence
Bliss bubbles burst effervescence
Renewing their joy pulsation
God's love and light, soul's ambience
Making timeless, meditation
26-January-2022
Conjuring formulae to attain God
Reflected consciousness narrow thought prods
Accustomed to trials and tribulations
Unable to rest in meditation
What is immediate and intimate
Known not to ego, which oft agitates
Presupposing separateness from source
Assuming enablements gained by force
Employing mind to go beyond the mind
Rather than letting go off ego bind
Self imposed dilemma, tragic-comic
Simple shift to heart, births bliss ecstatic
Struggle not hermit, the table is laid
Feel the throb of bliss within, ready made
25-March-2021
All one
One all
Conduit
Resolute
Both real
And unreal
Meditation
A separation
Presupposing
Need for connecting
Thus here with That there
When God is actually everywhere
As long as
We are here
In the mind body
Fearful thoughts shoddy
Will appear upon the horizon
Illusion begetting delusion poison
If our attention be still and tranquil
Allowing clear light divine within to fill
Both the internal and external in balance
From the stillness fulcrum in playful nonchalance
We simply abide in the unified field of blissful energy
All one and one all delighting in the beauteous play of divinity
09-October-2020
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