This hum, and its golden nectar
Of heady sound;
Shook down from where, drip on aired drip
Is healing found.
Awash but one, to this one bush
What's localized.
Best serving all, with all in bloom!
Peace, generalized!
**You know, when you distanced me from your vibration,
I felt you threw me into an endless abyss,
for I had strived so much to see your lovely smile
that I even sinned with incoherence.
And today I don’t know how to handle
the desires of my infinite love,
since you awakened a narrow shyness
in which I see no way out of this crossword of love.
I hope you reconsider,
for now I understand through you
how painful falls can be,
and I would never wish the same for you.
Better be my ally,
let us build our love,
so you realize the grave mistake you made with me
when you cast me into that void,
without your sweet kisses and embraces!**
— Lraularguellesmtz
When I see you, every rushing thought grows calm;
Your presence settles softly in my chest.
Your slender grace, your quiet, glowing charm,
It stirs my soul, yet somehow brings it rest.
Your skin, a velvet night in perfect hue,
A richness warm enough to pull me near;
It makes the shyest stars confess their truth
And shine with twice the fire when you appear.
And then your smile, my breath forgets its way,
Your lips curve gently, calling out to mine.
A single glance can shift my night to day,
A touch from you could realign the skies.
So hear me now, with all my trembling heart:
You are the beauty that moves every part.
“Meditation on) Pranava, the divine sound of Aum, is the only way to Brahman (Spirit), salvation.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’
The root mantra that pervades the universe,
is the gong of Om, the cosmic vibration,
within which if our attention we immerse,
we enter the vibrant void of cessation,
imbibing God’s grace with no need to rehearse,
attuned to the cosmic reverberation.
In time Om becomes our inner sound current,
commingled with throb of bliss beats recurrent.
Before thought–the heart: a struck bell's hum,
in the chest's dark chapel. No word. Only thrum
that echoes the void where meaningwill climb.
Is this the soul's raw conference? A draft.
of prayer–unwritten–lifting like a raft
on some deep tide. Not speech. Not yet. But chime
of nerve and grace. Mind fumbles, blind, to trace
this pulse–intent–before it wears time's face.
The vibration: God's fingerprint, half-dreamed,
still tuning the harp of the unsung.
The concept of distance is delusion
Imaginary is linear time
All objects are octaves of vibrations
Orbiting gong of Om’s magical chime
Thus everything, everywhere, all at once
This is the way a sage looks at the world
Beholding God in each atom of space
Wherein spirals of vibrations are twirled
Shifting across octaves of energies
Nothing is impossible for the Self
There is no constraint, no limitation
Whatever is sought, appears by itself
Vibrations are hiding information,
Tune in to the right station,
And have no expectation,
To accept the full translation.
Your participation in creation,
Creates a unique vibration,
Rippling across the nation.
Reality in transformation,
Feel the invasion,
As love finds it's way in,
Raising the vibration,
Within the collective we play in.
Creating a state above manipulation,
A silent communication,
The Soul station.
It's holding the information,
Available to all of creation.
Thanx for the inspiration
A open mind has lots to find,
Love ya Soulsters
I don't understand it
And I never understood it
How vehement disdain can beat in the chest
And how vitriol can dance in the mind with unrest
The cold, blank stares that quickly turn to a fake smile when I turn and our eyes meet
Too late, that crooked smile can't disguise the dark, desolate eyes that bitterly speak
Yes. They speak to me in ways I can no longer ignore
Their frigidity penetrates my warm heart; my heart feels, so it knows how they abhor
Why? But how could this be the reality?
When I thought we were loving friends and family
Reality, what a painful and unwelcome truth to live
And all because love is what I wanted to receive and give
I never understood it
And never will I understand it
A man on a mission
Needs a woman with vision
Not looks, beauty without brain.
You can't see what's ahead
If you got a blurry vision
To accomplish this mission
You need a queen because you're a king.
You can do all you can
But you can never break
What can't be broken
You can apply all pressure
But can never bend
What can't be bent
Always be prepare for the unknown.
I'm not the people's person
I'm a person of purpose
A leader doesn't pleases anyone
But his purpose, why he emerge
Being a leader isn't about making easy decisions
It's about making the smart ones.
When I was in my personal cell, I heard a low ring tone from my cell,
Actually it was the weakness of the cell, The buzz made a vibration in my body's cell, It remembered my pet dog's bark,
when the storm had broken the tree's bark, The noise caused the flight of the bat, Finally, I fashioned the bark into a cricket bat.
Your DESTINY;In your hands
What you getting, you've given
Fate are the offsring of our own actions
Mind set is everything
A changed mind, a converted fate
The places you go, the people you keep
What you listen to, What you read
What you see, the way you act
The way you think, your experinces
The way you talk, the way you walk
What you do, how you do it
What you love, doing what you love
All propels it
Connection, depends on Vibration
Energy your currency for frequencies
Consistency, lights the path
Resilience the very Aura
That establish DESTINY.
because it's spring
to be open, impatient
The window, anxious vibrates...
Resonates with me
the percussion of your moans
in belly dancing
God-vibration, here now, within
Moment to moment thus
Voice of conscience saves us from sin
We go where God takes us
Spiritual heart vibe
So easy to describe
Bliss rapture we imbibe
Love sensation
God-vibration
22-January-2022
Quietus
Slowed down vibration of earth life
More so in waking state
Helps us to discern without strife
Desires that agitate
As we enter silence
Stirs inner sentience
Our soul’s blissful presence
Feel each sensation
Slowed down vibration
23-November-2021
Quietus
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