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Sutra 22 from The Holy Science

All fulfilments of his nature attained, man is not merely a reflector of divine light but becomes actively united with Spirit. This state is Kaivalya, Oneness.
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’


Jesus said, ‘My Father and I are one’,
signalling that with ego vaporised,
aligned with God’s will, He shines like the sun,
substratum of existence realised.

Awareness held like a flicker-free flame,
heart tranquil, nonjudgmental eye single,
with enactment of God’s will, our sole aim,
we delight as bliss pheromones mingle.

Tweaking this lucid dream, as of God’s will,
there being no sense of separation,
love’s peace dove perches on heart’s window sill,
enlivening God’s cosmic vibration.

God’s energy is love and is expressed,
by childlike souls who are by His grace blessed.

Zen mode

images shape shift as is wont
fears and demonic desires taunt
forms appear and then disappear
such illusions no longer daunt

we’ve lent to God’s heartbeat our ear
therefore in our heart there’s no fear
all that pervades, is a bliss mist
signalling His presence is near 

we exist with no to do list 
ego exhumed, we don’t resist
bliss flame within transmutes our form 
being by Divine Mother kissed

As above so below

Sacred geometry is seen everywhere,
planets orbiting, entire herds migrating,
signalling control by a force self-aware,
which at the heart of each life form pulsating,
is supreme consciousness with which once we pair,
reveals all are around God’s love rotating.
“May Thy will be done on earth as in heaven” ~
The universe abides in chakras seven

Who's Next?

Shudder not, for it’s the language of Death.
Who’s next? —it asks
Going from house to house,
Both of marble and mud
It cares not
Nor fears man, rich or poor,
Warrior or coward,
Whose nest it visits,
His cold arms ready for embrace,
Ready to snatch
Life is just but one lugubrious journey
On sea or on land or on air,
Which must end with the sound of
A school bell signalling the end of a recess.
So rejoice not when one, friend or foe, drops from the line,
For you could be next
And your kinsman next after you.
One after the other,
We drop
Like one old, battered leaf after another, in the
Spell of autumn.

Zen mode

hallowed hollow of our glistening palms
heals our fellow souls on the astral plane
emitting loving radiance that calms
borrowing lustre from our central vein
transmits God’s blessings falling like light rain
likewise soles of our feet mirror cool heat 
signalling flow of grace does not deplete

Calibrating desires

Lower desires orbiting body-mind,
leaves heart incomplete, staring at defeat,
signalling cravings should be left behind,
that going in we may feel God’s heartbeat,
imbibing bliss mists which do not deplete.
With bliss attained and heaven in our sight,
we drop this realm too, to transform as light.

Opening the heart chakra

When we say, ‘I am’, our hand goes to the heart,
signalling it represents seat of our soul,
which drenched in God’s love deems no one as apart.
To open the heart is our very first goal,
without which in truth soul’s life quest cannot start
but the problem is, ego is in control 
and so animal instincts as yet prevail,
with thoughts orbiting dark desires that assail.

The heart is all love and love employs no force,
so it’s only by free will that we can choose,
to make our touch gentle and change our life’s course,
heeding voice of conscience, repaying our dues,
atoning in silence and feeling remorse,
praying like a child till love begins to ooze.
Heart is the centre of our chakras seven;
God dwells deep within, so take it as heaven.

Magnetic pull of bliss

When distanced from source we feel incomplete,
which involuntarily births intent
to be still, being our way to repent,
that thus by surrendering at God’s feet,
invoking grace we sense magnetic heat,
signalling God has accorded consent,
for our pristine soul’s heavenward ascent,
in bliss mists, leaving heart feeling upbeat.

The cause behind all causes, is this pull,
being simply stated, God’s magnetism,
rapture beyond measure pervading form,
which when we are touched by, makes us feel full,
rainbow of love shining in body prism
and we’re engulfed by this benign bliss storm.

Thought of the day

our heart is warmed by a smile
signalling we require support
an inexplicable dependency 
given bliss is our consort

Piercing the veil

We 
notice 
space flicker,
signalling that
we can penetrate
the veil of emptiness,
by softening attention,
in a stillness continuum,
animated by our pure intent,
to awaken within this lucid dream.

Gently laying to rest, labours of mind,
by shifting from thinking to feeling,
poised in awareness unblinking,
putting on pause flow of time,
without employing force,
we get to the source,
amazed to see
no less than 
face of
God.

Driving an old car

Prominent now are wrinkles on our skin,
signalling decay of organic form,
yet divine magnetism throbs deep within,
engulfing us in currents cool and warm,
conjuring magically a bliss storm.
We are light of Self, not this body-mind;
feel us as heart’s vibrance, loving and kind.
To navigate life, we dwell in this shell
but to truth of who we are, we’re not blind,
being no longer under ego’s spell.

Snow White and the Seven Pronouns

When I was a kid we watched with hearts aglow
and Snow White’s skin was always white as snow.
  But all bossy and meaner
  Snow White is now Latina
and heigh-ho heigh-ho it’s off to smirk they go!

Well the folks at Disney have changed it all since
and real dwarfs too offensive they try to convince.
  Virtue signalling I see
  that toxic masculinity 
so sadly there’ll be no more kiss from a prince!


            Written: March 2025


    Walt would be turning in his grave!

Rainbow body

Truth sounds like a believe it or not tale,
when interpreted by limited mind,
which can but offer a concoction stale
but if we leave conditioned thoughts behind,
light of wisdom we can in heart’s cave find.
We are not a this or that somebody;
we’re living light, with a rainbow body,
mirrored in form as the chakras seven,
beheld in clear sight in deep samadhi,
signalling that we never left heaven.

Zen mode

orifice at fontanel tingles
signalling influx of grace
our steps toward God thus
in staid stillness we retrace

Zen mode

doubts that arise
are beheld in surprise
signalling we are dreaming
in such thoughts so streaming

if we would have God appear
then ego must disappear
thinking process end
for soul to ascend

though we oscillate 
in time thoughts abate
load on our heart lightens
throb of magnetism heightens

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