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Ashtavakra Gita verse 19:3 revisited

19.3
“Where is past and future,
or even present?
Where is space, or even eternity? 
I abide in the glory of Self”


Brahman or God, The Absolute
Luminous darkness, alone is
Motionless beyond space and time
Universe birthed by His bliss fizz

All worlds are then but mere bubbles
Reflecting God’s luminescence 
Illusionary is ego
Light of Self is our quintessence

God is the light who lights all lights
Consciousness ~ one energy field
Each God-spark mirrors His heartbeat
Merging with source when fully healed

Holding firm awareness of Self
Thus immanent and transcendent 
In but not of this dream like world 
We are always bliss resplendent

Ashtavakra Gita Verse 1:18 revisited

1.18
“That which has form is not real
Only the formless is permanent
Once this is known
you will not return to illusion”


Brahman or God absolute unmanifest,
is luminous darkness, tightly packed and still,
pulsating with potent power, whilst at rest,
wherefrom all worlds are created by His will,
bubbles in space-time, where desires are addressed,
whence the love dove perches on soul’s window sill.
All that’s created, in time will disappear ~
Wake up and realise there is no one here

'Wonderful World' Revisited

  ~ To the tune of Sam Cooke's 1960 hit, 
           'Wonderful World,' aka
      'Don't know much about history...' ~


    Don’t know squat about biology
    Same is true of trigonometry
       But in my heart is written, I love you
       And I do know that my heart is true
     I got an A, you see, in ‘Tautology’

Room Revisited

C-oming
H-ome
A-gain
R-eally
L-ets
E-mpty
N-ook
E-xperience

P-ure
A-nd
S-olid
C-heerfulness,
A-s
S-orrow
I-s
O-ver

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Monocrostic (Birthday of Charlene Pascasio)

Written in Response to Pensive Solitude on The Eve of This Night Revisited

An outcast this night,
I mournfully sigh with gloom:
but, I make war, fight!
to defeat my rising doom,
and defend my haunted tomb.

AM PM Revisited

I wrote this on a bus ride through the city
An early morning excursion with no sleep
A chance encounter flooded by unknown 
Original reference AM/PM 26 years ago 
The gritty rhyme blindly spoke for itself 
Like the back of a smoke-filled jazz club 
Notes transporting me to another place 
Destination decided with no destiny 
For certain this was uncharted waters
A whispered verse beneath streetlights
Each syllable swaying with the potholes
Did I write this or did the city pen it?
Its pulse echoing in the hollow of my ribs
Doors hiss open stepping off into fog
A silhouette waiting for me at the curb
Eyes I’ve never met but already know
Together we disappeared into the abyss

Happiness Revisited

When I was born, my parents rejoiced,
My feeble cries, their sweetest noise.
A sheath of joy embraced their hearts,
A love that never would depart.

When I wed, two souls entwined,
Our faces beamed, our hearts aligned.
Though life's road was yet unclear,
Happiness whispered, always near.

When our children graced the earth,
Their smiles were joy of boundless worth.
Even miles apart, their laughter stayed,
A dream that never would fade.

As they grew, our nest stood still,
Yet pride and love our hearts did fill.
Through highs and lows, their presence shines,
A treasure beyond all space and time.

Beyond ourselves, the world we see—
Strife and hunger, misery.
Yet when we give, hope reappears,
Happiness blooms in grateful tears.

Hades Revisited

Having less
suffering more
Doors were slamming
wolf at the door

Arriving first
finishing last
Spiraling downward
— perdition recast  

(The New Room: February, 2025)

Silliness Revisited

An army of mites reside in our lashes
With mouths and tiny claws
Along the road to human evolution
This was surely a major flaw

Astronauts strangely can't burp in space
What useless dribble is that
Felines can have over one hundred kittens
Now that's one pooped out cat

Some atheists put up Christmas trees
An identity crisis for sure
A cow can poop up to four tons a year
That's sure a big batch of manure

A woman once had sixty-nine children
Talk about barefoot and pregnant
With a dirty big bunch of kiddies like that
She could hold her own beauty pageant

Nose prints are used to identify dogs
Imagine if they used those for humans
Especially during the influenza season... yuk!
There'd be snot all over the policeman

The salary of Toto in “The Wizard Of Oz”
Was a hundred twenty dollars a week
That's a hundred and twenty dollars more than me
Since retiring, my new job is sleep

The tallest people in the world are the Dutch
Must duck underneath the windmills
While kissing, most tilt their head to the right
But there's some who rub noses still

Marley's Ghost Revisited

If it isn't my old friend Ebenezer,
why you ugly grizzled geezer!
Have some tea (or soup) of barley,
This is your pal, Jacob Marley.
You needn't be so ghostly white.
There is no reason for your fright.
You've been reading evil books.
That explains your worried looks.
You won't hear rattling chains or moans.
Your business practices, I condone.
Money's good everywhere, even heaven's gate.
You don't need to fear your fate.

GEORGY PORGY REVISITED

Georgy Porgy, far from shy,
Kissed the girls, I don’t know why.
Such a thing, for me and you,
Seems a funny thing to do.
And Nurseryland was in a whirl,
For Georgy Porgy was a girl

REVISITED PROCEDURES AND OTHERS poetrix

 AH! POLICY ...

 Politicians mock politicians
 Democracy groans every day
 and the people vote without thinking!


 WEATHER FORECASTS

 Rain comes, heat stifles,
 unpredictable phenomena
 predictions always fail

 ON THE MARKET ON THE STOCK EXCHANGE

 On the market, on the stock exchange
 despair, euphoria... analysts
 They only get it right when they get it wrong...!

 OVERVIEW OF FAITH

 Hanging by a thread
 surviving hard times
 balancing on a tightrope!

 P E T S

 House animals
 pure, innocent happiness
 happiness goes viral with them

 HAPPINESS !

 When we are lost
 the greatest happiness consists
 find our way back!

 OH IF IT WERE POSSIBLE!

 How extraordinary it would be!
 how wonderful it would be,
 old be young again!

Patriotism Revisited

    Our desecrations, burning Old Glory ~
                                      sad exchange for soldiers' blood

Icarus, Revisited

In a house, half-mad, with mother and dad,
And a labyrinth he couldn’t escape -  
He trudged the maze, with a string ball, so sad.
The sky’s warm, gay orb, too, was round in shape.  
So pretty was she, he dreamt as he marched,
And he constructed a bright plan in his head,
Sweating through shirts which his mother had starched,
He remembered what his father had said.
He would see his girl (the sun in the sky).
Augmenting his arms with two waxen wings,
A catapult shot him o’er clouds so high.
He burned, melted, crashed, his arms then in slings.  

Dad said, “too close”, but his expounding lacks -
It was - his wings were inferior wax.

Wild Birds Revisited; Same Soup, Different Spoon

A scarlet-throated hummingbird, betrayed,
commences the annual rite of packing his nest,
in response to whimsical winds' pirouette
and the capricious moods of weather's ballet.

Distant friends once conspired in sunbeam pursuits,
beak-dipping in nectar teased from blossoms' allure,
whispers of the breeze tutoring flight's debut.

Without forewarning, save the whispers of history,
the wind turned, concealing its chilly shoulder,
snow's fragrance on its breath, contradicting denials.

Taking only essentials, nestled close to his breast,
an eccentric twig, a wisp of newborn down for nostalgia,
the unborn blueprints of a portico, a dream deferred.

Perched on a bare branch at dawn, the crimson aviator bids adieu,
soaring on a desolate breath, burden lightened,
leaving his heart with the capricious whimsy of sylphs.

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