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Snakes and Ladders

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Snakes and Ladders


I'm not perfect
Never can Be
in this crude and dense 
lower-sense materiality
You are not perfect
Can't you see
through the virtual layers
of your infected projected reality
I Am not perfect
Never have I ALL seen
That is a state
no other Being has been
or ever will truly just BE
a perfect specimen of humanity
Balance
Equality
Day and night
Dark and light
Morning has broken
Awaiting to BE awoken
in every you and I
Unseen behind the covered eye
A discovery we do not yet understand
metaphysically and physically
A long term planned
opening of a new gland
to synchronize the I
beyond the hidden eye
Arbor Vitae 
Descended from the Tree of Life
Ascended through the knowledge tree
Apes and Snakes
Apples and Adders
Would you Adam and Eve it
Our future selves
made golden ladders
we cannot see but feel
Treasures remain hidden
until we break the seal
That's the deal
Evolving devolution
A metaphysical experiment
seeking the Absolute solution
Getting back to the mechanics 
before inventing the wheel
Riding the downward spiral
like a fun-fair giant slide
A white-knuckle ride
Climbing back up the spinal
down the stairway to heaven
only to find another library
another dice with a Seven
Frequencies of sound and colour
that brought us back to Earth
time after time
Life
Death
Rebirth
a sentence of karmic crime
No more
No less
than we deserve
when we do not clean up our mess
as we go on
and on
and on
and on
Sometimes believing our own ass shone
sunshine on a cloudy day
Wake up!
We're in this down-poor together
Religion and politics separate us
and a little schooled knowledge
makes us think we are clever
for a moment 
that often lasts too long
when we do not question
our opinion of right from wrong
That impressive Ego
does not make you or I strong
It weakens you
It weakens me
It destroys humanity
and strips away the dignity
of the sovereign within
that is not subject
to the invention of original sin
Knowledge is not intelligence
Intelligence is not wisdom
unless combined together
to reinstate the divine kingdom
of the Higher Self
and the nameless Source
flowing sacred streams
into a river course
onto the One See
reflecting in the climber
of the One Tree.


David.N.Moule (Verso - 22/3/14 > 12 = 3)

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World Bleeders

World Bleeders (#777 words)


If you claim to be sane
in this crazy whirled we live
I pity the world in your domain
in that you forget to forgive
I think your normal is abnormal
You must be one of the takers
not the One's that give
Maybe you're one of the fakers
that live comfortably in a lie
Maybe you're one of the shakers
not afraid to roll another die
Maybe you think you're one of the makers
without having to try
You have others do as you will
You love to make them cry
You've assigned yourself to the breakers
the bankers and self-appointed high
for annihilation in the illuminated fire
Resurrected in a body for hire
A true holocaust
The Soul is outsourced
to the Archontic principal
and the psychopathic Bull
Mad as a hatter
Too much Mercury in your brain
has broken through the membrane
You burnt the messenger
that had a swift cure for your pain
You're historically insane
You designed your new casket
to survive after the pyre
It fits your godlike desire
to outlive the last creator
of heaven and hell
The Great dictator
behind the face you dwell
It's all in your head
that's lost in space
You're the naked king not the ruler
of the awakened human race
Your master is weakening
Your plans are known
Your days are numbered
on this Earthly throne
Your wars will not win
Your battles will be lost
Humanity has suffered too long
along the lines that you have crossed
You fail to wholly understand
Your left brain receives
and makes the demands
to Be-keeper of the Rite
that assumes command
Darkness over light
You want the hive in your hand
to extract all the honey
Only you can transfer
the raw gold into money
and set a price beyond the reach
of the deepest wells
You seal your darkened spells
in sacrificial red blood and wax
From the micro to the macro
you set the rate of in-come tax
upon every single unit of measure
You claim each traded name
as your personal treasure
to buy or sell as you proclaim
Crashing stocks 
and shifting shame
Rewinding clocks
to fool and blame
the one that's lost in time
Forever leaning back and fore
Not balanced along the wavy line
alike spiral chakras resonating a sine
from root to tip along the spine
but not connected to Earth or skies
Beyond worship of the witness Moon
Saturn plays your tune
The old man of time
will come for you soon
just as You have willed
Fashioned from the blood you spilled
on sacred ground
The buried bodies will be found
You will get what you deserve
in the final round
Beyond the courts of Law
are accountants keeping score
You could have been part of the whole
You chose to be the whore
You could have given back what you stole
but wanted to prophet from the score
Painted a Red Star above your door
Each choice that you make
either exacerbates
or exaggerates the mistake
Turning water into ice
for you to rule a frozen paradise
and rape the feminized Son
through the Djinn in your genes
You host the obscene
Still burning your skin in the Light
You hide behind sun screens
The most affected are the unclean
primitive reptilian-brained Being
Hidden at the top of the unseen
below ground
Much more has been hidden
than declared or found
Buried so deep underground
it traps the sight and sound
The rumors fly around
like sprayed-on mud
across the whole scene
They say the copper in their blood
makes it blue/green
Manufactured super-soldiers
Part human
Part hybrid
Part psychic machine
Someone's terror nightmare
is someone else's dream
Frequency modifications
intensify the silent scream
that so few people hear
Is someone other than Me
reside unseen in here
Is there anybody out there
Slip and slide induced fear
Manufactured and produced
to make the precious juice
that powers the parasitic rider
Who takes the spark from him and her
through unguarded portals
the siphon is Set
The Python of Horus
when the Hawk's eyes meet
and amplify the chorus
with an electro-magnetic reaction
that powers the craft
created from forced intention
beyond your mind
through an angled shaft
Home of the Dog-gods
and the worshipped Cat
before the destruction of Tiamat
engendered the demise
from flaming objects
in blood red skies
All innocence dies
Only the Soulless vampire survives
on the victims last breath
Only the anti-creator thrives
on imaginations final death.



David.N.Moule/Verso

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44 Words 9 Numbers

Words: 44 Numbers: 9


Lay down
Back straight
On Mother Earth
meditate
Breathe in 3
Hold in 5
Release in 7
Be the connection
between earth and heaven
Connect the dots
with hands and feet
In figure 8
the circuits complete
We are 3 times 6
made manifest
In 360 degrees
we face this test.


© Verso 2016

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To Two Too

That first thought
That first notion
That first split
That first motion
That first dark
That first light
That first spark
That first flight
That first Phoenix
That first Dove
That first desire
That first Love
That first higher
That first lower
That first shadow
That first Knower
That first Arc
That first glow
That first yes
That first no
That first positive
That first negative
That first position
That first perspective
That first in
That first out
That first whisper
That first shout
That first truth
That first doubt
That first projection 
That first question
That first answer
That first rejection
That first loss
That first gain
That first feeling
That first pain
That first memory
That first recall
That first peak
That first fall
That first form
That first seen
That first born
That first Being
That first experience
That first expression
That first impact
That first impression
That first touch
That first ground
That first creation
That first mound
That first vibration
That first sound
That first sensation
That first round
That first circle
That first square
That first Set
That first pair
That first union
That first division
That first choice
That first decision
That first chaos
That first order
That first line
That first border
That first divide
That first respond
That first time
That first second.


© D.N.Moule/Verso 25/1/16

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Omni-Pre-Sent

Omni-pre-sent


Are we yearning to remember
Are we learning to forget
Living in the mind
shows we're not there yet
Are we earning to remember
Are we turning to regret
The present past
knows we carry the debt
along the line that is cast
beyond the moment
Not meant to last
beyond the movement
that is here and now
Free from imprisonment
Infinite presence
trapped in time
We give our consent
We dwell to fill the void with an event
We fail to feel the abyss we invent
Nature abhors a vacuum
Imagination adorns the room
or a new flesh suit
Degradation takes root
Assimilation or annihilation
A simulation of creation
A spiral unwinds
Energy powered by intent
of our mind-created emotion
that spins the wheel
into dualistic motion
Earth bound
or heavens sent
in opposite directions
As Above
So Below
Omni-connections affect the flow
where we direct our attention
We Will to grow
Be still to know
Be in warm fluid
between the high and the low
Balanced achieved in combinations
of harmonic partnerships
Creating beautiful illustrations
in loving relationships
Giving and receiving light
We are as day as we are night
Equilibrium
We are shadows cast out of sight
from a magical medium
You and I are truly seen
by the unveiled eye
behind the shielded screen
Hand-in-hand
Letting go to understand
the mind trapped in the brain
The opening of a dormant gland
to descend or ascend the insane
in the body of humanity
Primal instincts of depravity
SET free
DNA activated by Scalar technology
to hijack the host
Father
Son
Holy Ghost
From beneath your feet
to above your head
BE aware in the present 
Wake-up in your waterbed
Reclaim your divinity
Know you are truly able
Don't name your sovereignty
with a man-you-fractured label
Find your own way in the dark
until you see another spark
that helps illuminate the path
to the Higher Self within
You lose
'I' win.


David Moule/Verso (15/10/14)

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The Emperors New Close

We've much yet to remember
More yet to forget
Our current state
shows we're not There yet
Some walk away
Some run
Butt together
We Are One
Mother Earth
Farther Sun
Be gone
Begun
Big bangs
in the head spun
We address
We decide
We digress
We divide
to provide the mess
We dive into the missed
We drive in two
Identify Abyss
Day/Night
Black/White
We dye the Void
Paradise for the psychopath
Hell for the paranoid
Order and Chaos
Lost in a wilderness
Poke-her players
They play us
Pay us with a poison kiss
Until Self-employed
there is no bliss
Fulfilled we come together
individually inside
Every One is within
No ware to hide
Nothing without
Naked truth
No doubt
Free from contradiction
Letting go of all addiction
We attracted the friction
We allowed to fuel the flame
and gave the shadow a position
as yet another personal name
that claims to be divine
Does the son shine light
into the golden shrine
Does the moon reflect Sin
in the lost bloodline
Hidden from view
The Sang Rael
in Me & You
Lost in a mystery
Found inside
Twisted in the history
of egocentric pride
until the shadow is lifted
and the light floods inside
the darkened cave
Ill-thoughts create the bars
of the imprisoned slave
So few see outside the box
or beyond the line
claiming second-hand opinions
while shouting "That's mine."


© David Moule/Verso 22/11/15

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Love-In One and All

Love-In One & All


Only tears of Joy
from Now on
Only fears destroy
the love you shone
like Rainbows
from your crown
Light flows
up & down
Serial romancing
in a continual loop
Spiral dancing
out of the hoop
of the dizzying spin
Indecision locks us in
to another heart burn
Pushed off the Carousel 
Awaiting another turn
to ride that Horse again
after falling on your Ass
and really feeling pain
Heal the bruise
with a feeling hand
Share the burden
with those that understand
and have a mind to care
You are never alone
There's always somebody there
to help you climb
the spiral stair
Back to the sublime
to help you to complete
the continuing journey
Steady on connected feet
You buy another ticket
to fly above the plain
and the ordinary
Maybe this time 
you will truly See
that Love you Seek
is in You & Me.


David.N.Moule/Verso 11/7/14

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Nearer the Farther

Angels are apart
not a part of us
Before our time
Outside auric space
The energy in form
creates a pleasant face
to ease us
please us
Saying they are sent by God
Moses
Allah
Krishna
Jesus
The Serpent god
still resides within
Wrapping itself around original sin
keeps us looping life
in a restrictive spin
until we untangle from the matrix
that locks us in
to a future fueled by the past
Energy patterns 
set in a Carbon cast
Light sealed in dark
like Holly wood beneath the bark
Magic under the skin we scar
We return to heal the ONe
Relight the fallen star
Ignite the golden fire
from the burning embers
of your sacred pyre
In death I AM
In Light You Are
the imagined distance
between near and far
the inner eye can see
I Will be done on Earth
All that Is within reach
from I to You
the Love is True
No mind to blind
No Angel to Be
attached to our reality
We are complete as One
holographic fractal
converting light from the sun.



15/4/14 David Moule (Verso)

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Heads Or Tales

Creativity or destruction
you have an equal choice
to listen to that passionate voice
that starts silently
as a whisper in your head
but continues as a shout
Calling your mind
to bring into doubt
Who
What
Where
Why
When life can change in a blink
of an eye
Everything you think
is not your thought
Life shapes itself
around what you earned
not what you bought
Time ends
Time starts
Time loops between
your head and your heart
in a figure of eight
Time bending
never ending
Positive intending
It's never too early
It's never too late
to change a life
once left to fate.



© David Moule (Verso) 11/2/14