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Love Is Forever

When life presents us with challenges, then the only way forward is to get through them.

We are harsh at times, stern, and we place restrictions upon ourselves and everyone else 

Simultaneously, we've all  cared,  we've been appreciative, and always willing
 
We are open, concerned, and we are allowing 

At the same time, within emotions, our negative temperament has pushed us away from each other  

At times, When we can't find the answers outside ourselves, then the answers would lie within.

Music triggers our soul. The silence between music, this is the reasons for the beauty of this sound.

What is good at one moment, it's not at another time.

What was bad back then, really was not at all.

The only thing that is sure in life is change.
Uncertainty always presents us with fear
Acceptance of uncertainty and embracing change is the only frame of mind that can push us forward.

Give love to everyone, because it's free, but be cautious about whom you give yourself too

Be forgiving and try to let go of the hurt in the past

Share the happy moments with others, so that they may share the sad times with us

We are all human beings, and we make mistakes all the time, its how we would learn.

Every one of us has a purpose in life, no matter how trivial it may be 

We all have a spark of divinity within us... even those  who we may consider to be the worst  

We are never alone, but we are alone all the time

What we think, it is what we would  create 

How we think, then so we become 

Be kind to everyone, and they would be kind to us

The everything and the nothing...

Life's Oxymoron 

All that is... from all what was 

All that was, towards all that can be 

And who are we...

We are all of the oneness, part of the whole, all connected to the source of spirituality

Our purposes is to learn from ourselves, and the  experiences with  each other 

To become more...
To understand  who we are, and this becomes the memories that we would be 

To know that people are more important that material gains

In the end, we are all about feelings

How we love, it is equivalent to, how we are loved


There is really only one religion... 

Love,

This is truth

Truth is a singularity, and would always exist 

We are, TRUTH...


And We would always exist



Love would always exist


We would last forever...


Love would, always last, as within, and forever would be...






Te amor infinity...






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Introspectively

Understanding myself, and towards developing  introvertedly 
The parameters of today, yet most lay dormant inside of me
Questioning the how, as in such, the extended inner faculty 
Fractured as then, it's an opposing end, and loosing my identity 

All oppositions are viewed, and the educators of our society 
Words of old, grown as told, revised, as such, repeatedly 
Inertially we become, a society conformed to one,
Rendering it's loss, within our self Individuality   


In laymen terms, listen to this 
The quotation based, upon our society's  wish 


First you gotta make the money 
Then you can get the power.

When you Get the power, then, you get the respect 
When you Get the respect... then, you get the woman...


Ever  wonder why it's all such?
Desiring material wealth as much
And finally it's all for what?
The Desired  woman's touch?

Hmmm...

Take a moment, and lend an ear 
For I got my own, it's the quote I share

First, you admit that you don't know 
Then you go, and achieve your knowledge 
Got the knowledge? now you can get the power 
Got the power? well then,  you can take the universe 
And now,  You've Got the universe...
 Well then, 
you're A friggin god...

And As for Women?
 well?

Women  worship the Gods!


When tackling any issue, you've  gotta start at it's root within its Right
And even before this, a basis of our own viewed measurable sight
Not loosing ourselves, held confined, outside it's contented light
Knowing simply where, founded, within our roots embedded rights

Upon the foundation that's  embodying our root
Here lies all thoughts, weaved within, the fabric of our truth

What is this, within ourselves, and what is the reality within our wish?
Truth... it's a singularity, it's a union of the all and the oneness,
Truth... it's universally simplistic, and it would always exist...
The everything, the all, and it's  consistency of nothing, as it is this...


The oxymoron as it represents, it's eventuality as would relinquish 
Truth lies within our knowledge, yet it's a call that we constantly miss
Knowledge is awareness, sadness, sorrow and also in the subtle bliss
Knowledge is found in love, in friendships, and even in a simple kiss
Gaining knowledge, is first admitting that, we don't know any of this
Then we truly grow and harmonize, within our lives, and its meandering twists

For in the darkest of nights, the  wise men, they turn towards the stars in sight
The recognition of ones self, our inner star, the introverted truth, of who we are 

Awareness of our individualism 
Understanding within yourself  and it's prism
Awareness of outside environment and it what we do 
Knowing what is around, and how it can affect others, as well as affecting you 
All in achieving our desires, an accomplishment of a single wish...
The Fulfillment, our soul and all the  things like this

The first step is gaining knowledge
And so we would grow

 So, as In the quotation of, GI Joe:

...And now you know...

But Knowing, it's only half the battle... 

The soldier's motto?
If I recalled correctly, I'm sure it is, admittedly so...

Hmmm...


Words of wisdom, oddly, within depths would say 
Reaching out, introvertly, and towards your way


Introversion within, and also against the Outer
As for all the questions, within a single answer 

Understanding truth and their questions after
Knowledge would help us to grow and avoid disaster

In the darkess corner,  and within our chatter
The smallest of light would always render
The guides of our life path, the now and the after




For All that is...  it's within all that was...

As for all that was... it's within, all that is...

The simplicity of life, the religion of love, and how do we truly give...

The Altruism held within our heart, altruistically, the all, required,
To truly live... 


To understand, to grasp, to know, as within the quote would show

The Voice, mind, the eye, and the ear
And within all that we know, and share
These are what lights the lamps of life, love, and care
As  a union and  the foundation, and of all together, within the now, and here



The power within life and equally within the opposed
The redundant repetition of that supposed 
As The Oxymoron, in it's equanimity and thus exposed...
 

Life is the power that burns and is the sun that gives light 
Life is the rain and the thunder in the sky, the wind and our strength and sight
What is matter, and the earth,
 what is death, and what is birth
what beyond , it is an eternity,
And all the  lifetimes lived,  upon this earth, after death and birth, fulfilling our destiny....



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Theory of Us

The theory of us, the collective
 Amid this climate as thus, suggestive

The passion, the fire, our intuitive desire
Becoming more, undoubtedly, known assure
Glimpses of your inner shared as your soul
The desired thirst for life as more
As was said, and thus is told
Know that, as yet to see, that all shall be...
The blossom of life that shines, as we, learn of the flowering  Amenti...
As all of the man's knowledge, in the un conscience engraved
Yet unknowingly followed, the conscience life enslaved

The importance, the sacrifice, life, and our strife
 the individual path within shared to be our sin
A lifetime not is shown, definitive certainty unknown.
And so, we must make our choices...
The duality, the mind, DNA embedded voices...
Answers to infinity's end, where does it begin?
The questions of truth, it's spark, born of divinity, and lying within.....

As a quest for material desire
For our fire, is tamed, controlled and enslaved. 
As above and so below, the embedded truth engraved.
True freedom is hidden as our vision is steered
As tempered our strife, yet held nebulous, our fear

In effect, whole portions, the intellect
A population, not developing, simple logic
Reasoning skills, those attributes needed
 Discernment and right choices left conceded

We never had to develop these skills 
Environments raised suppressed,
Our personal inquisitiveness favored authoritative, compliances suggest
The society, inhabitation, and complacency
Encouraged infancy and mental dependency
Our mundane life, Inertia of conformity 

Truth, vision and the abundance of our soul
Learned, tormented and negligence grow old
The fire, our feelings, and the winter, passion as cold
Forgotten as inhibited within conformity being told.

Mystery, and wisdom, knowledge, and power... our discernments, grown old...



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 Amid this climate, ... us, you, our collective conformity...

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Sex, Death, and Regeneration

Sex, Death, and Regeneration, our Transformation

We cannot change  the world, and we can't change another
We can only change ourselves and illuminate our endeavor 
To see good or bad, as simply, the outcome of possibility  
To know that our perceptions are only, 'our' perceptions entirely 
Our purpose is to learn, grow, & evolve into oneness of individuality 
Towards the inner, and greater conscience...and to love in simplicity...

True love would last forever, or so, I was led to believe
As left alone, unspoken, and surely  deceived 
Is this humanities way, my silenced thoughts conceived 
Or is this another wish, my karmic soul persist, rendering grieved 

Peace, love, & unity... the father, son, & the holy 
'the ghostly trinity'... 
Brahma, Vishnu, & Shiva, ancient mythology  
'without great war, there cannot be great peace' 
The suffering and the past, evolving spiritual release 
Just some thoughts, as that's flickering through
As my mind wonders, proverbial quotes as they do 
Um, the symbolistic trinity in the Veda, also the Trishul of Shiva... 
Tattooed on my hand, a fulfillment of my favor 
 Sometimes I wonder if, and other times I don't know
 Life's  bright, yet dark. unknowingly we grow
The sweet, if we've never tasted bitter
The good if we've never had the lesser 
 Then there are moments of 'just is'... A trinity of kind 
Frawley's law, that's ultimately refined 
'can't have your cake, and also, eat it too...'
Yet the inner fool, always wanting to...
Truth, vision, and the abundance of our soul
Learned, tormented, and negligence grow old
The fire, our feelings, and the winter, passion as cold
Forgotten as inhibited, within conformity being told.

We endeavor for fulfillment, as within, our desired world,

 The ultimate lesson, our satisfaction unfold
 A transient nature, as lasting values lie cold 
As fulfilling yourself, and in drawing wisdom learnt
The desires gained, our soul left empty, emotions burnt
 
Preoccupying  for self-aggrandisement,  as eventually 
Our ends in setbacks, and our infelicity. 

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Mindless our nature, lost is our contempory

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The Essence Of

...and still to me,  the essence of every thing we see...
So much of, that we're all part of, and so we're to be

And How do we Relate, in an understandable state
The questioning of morals, and the unanswered faith...

We are all, in the possession of, and this we know

To that which is above, and as we are below, 
Within the skies, and further, As far as the star gazes a glow,
Beyond our minds, within our hearts, where only spirits dear follow
Where a wish to be, but cannot see, nor negate to go... 
And why won't we, allow ourselves the knowledge to know?

The words that we speak, the questioning of, seemingly deep
The answer of, and usually this, sometimes a hit, sometimes a miss.

To be with, in the form of the abstract
This is the essence of, a protector, a warrior, an unconscious fact...
As is kind, gentle, and still yet stern, as we can learn, 
All essences of the simple, and also the firm.
As within to see, and may be we, have that fiery start 
May be we hold definitively, that tempered spark
Illumination of day, the night can show, this tempered wrath. 
I look to this with honor, and seek my respect
To gain from this, wisdom, strength, and within my step.
I pull on this aspect, of the All to protect...
To strengthen my life, in order to do what I need 
So I can, in turn, protect against, unsavory greed
The all, and also, the playfulness of our inner glow
And most likely, our sexuality, that we all secretly know.
But note, these are simply my words, and a mindful quote 
My individuality, a thought, as it changes with time
As we live, the divinity, ours to see, in words of this kind



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...and still to me,  the essence of every thing we see...
So much of, that, we're all part of, and so we're to be
As we are all, the fire within, our passions, and it's glow of simplicity...

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Miles Away

...miles away...

From All the miles away, and intuitively, felt this way
As the sun rises, it settles each day
In our world, this  we're given,
For each day, as we're livin'

Our potentials, greater than realized  
A Bond that was, and now personalized 
The unconscious, and the unrecognized
All of our own and our thoughts materialized 

The late night talks, and all the 'waking 
Awaiting your calls, and always anticipating
Subtle your voice, gentle words were saying
Each time, our thoughts, and contemplating 

Unique sometimes, relationships with another 
The chemistry bond, and within each other 

Images, man, woman, bonded together 
In each relationship, that we encounter

Our needs, expectations, and potentials
Life aspects, and our essentials
In our presence, the differences, and all the 'sensuals'

The late night talks, all the fun in 'waking 
Awaiting, the anticipating, laughter in saying 
Subtle the voices, gentle the words, and our minds, displaying...


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always,  Intuitively

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As We Grow We Become

As We Grow...We Become...


Carrying on  through the everyday
In Our thoughts and the words we say 
Conforming to the society's way
An inertial pattern would  stay

As we grow and become more mature
We should embrace our life with our failure
Knowing this and not searching for reasons why
Accepting our mistakes and admitting our lie 
 
Letting  go of the past and forgiveness to seek 
Being forgiving doesn't mean you're weak
Nor is it saying you're a doormat as choice 
For people to walk over you without a voice
There shouldn't be a need to justify 
But to let go of animosity kept inside 
And in  all, that was cast 
Shedding the weight, 
In all that we relate 
And not repeating the past

We cannot change people, but we can certainly change inside 
If we can all learn to simply forgive and admit what we hide
First to ourselves and then to every  other 
There's no need to continue deceiving another 
To assume our blame 
To embrace our shame
The lessons in life to becoming better 
It takes a bit of courage and will to endeavor 
And the result is in the respect 
You may not know or even expect 
But this is life, simply teaching us to grow
As in failures, and in our strife
All our achievements would certainly follow

And yet...

In our lives, and what we're born into
Following the rules and pursuing we do
But There are questions, questions of why 
Questioning everything even as we die
What're our reasons for being? 
Within this reality, we're seeing 
Why are we born? and why do we die?
And do we all truly, have a soul inside?
Why do we feel emotions? And why is there pain?
And what happens when we go, and what would remain?

 
When did this all begin?
And are we truly alive and living?
What's the purpose of life each day?
In my mind these questions display 
                   
                 
            

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contemplatively...

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The Poetic Community

To the poetic community 
This message to you, humbly, from me 
To those with that fire burning inside 
The portrayals that create this image alive

And to those that refused to bleed
From wounds of battle and scars that seed
With  emotional hurt, and the tears that soaked
Within our earth, and forever in dirt

This is my message to the all of you
The few, the fire, the deepened desire

I wish for you to join with me
A new, a profound, a distinct creative society...
The place, a spot, for us to belong
This divinity, that can change society 
To right their unanswered wrong 

Thus in my humility 
I ask of you to share with me
To reach beyond our tempered glee
This message, my words to the uncommon man
Within your intuition, you'll understand 

To the Aries with fire in their hands 
To the Taurus, Virgo, and Capricorn man
With the lead of a Leo, whose ego, loves command 
And in the faith of Aquarius, our humanitarian man
The nurturing Cancer, the opposing Scorpio, and the addictive Piscean
Self justified Libra, over spoken Gemini, and the travel loved Sagittarian 
All our Zodiacal signs, all hand in hand 
Join with me, beyond these words and beyond this land 
In our creative mind, we are the uncommon man
So email, comment on the rights and wrongs
And never tire, share your fire, words fueled desire, our passionate songs



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a new creative society...

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Hurt Me No More

It's been a long year since you've been gone
It's been a long year,
And I'm still here upon my own 
The puzzled emotions, life has shown 
Fragmented pieces, myself, and alone 

Maybe I was just too crazy 
Maybe I was all too friggin weak 
Maybe I was blinded, by you and me
Because I could never, set you free 
As of now, I can finally see
It was never us, or, even me
You wanted a soldier, and I couldn't see
But now, as for the year, I let you be,
Now, I've   set you free
So you can fly 
Fly on your own
It's time, I've left you alone 
Its time I've  let you go
So Just,
 go...
And hurt me no more 

It's one year today, as you know 
One year, so long ago 
It's been a long year of pain 
And all  inside, it still remains 
I've tried so many times here on my own 
I've reached out, as for your thoughts, to atone
But my words left in silence and left alone
In The past  memory 
In all, that was of me
As in my isolation, it has grown 
No reciprocity, nothing was shown
As for The ending, it's always been  known 
So just...
Go...

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Images of Endless Winter

Life, and the narrowing paths, we would find,
The highs and lows, it's undulating line,

We're  never alone, although we're alone all the time...

Caught again, repeating thoughts, transverses the mind...

Everything and the Nothing, searching, to be defined. 

All that was, seemed questionably inclined, 
And That which is, a trying burden, trapped in time, 
As what would be, seemingly, growing darker inside the mind.

The Emotional déjàvu, uncertainty, and unsure. 

As I've felt like this, a time way before,
Inertially my faith endure, as myself and alone, 
Viewing the stars above, the silenced nights have grown, 
As a shooting star is seen, and a seeding wish is sown,
Questioning what was done, the emptiness is shown. 

As seasons change, towards an endless winter. 

In Emptiness held, within the coming future. 

As for my dreams, they all seemed to freeze. 

And my hopes, they would wonder the breeze. 


I've been here before, and now, strangely here again, 
And about the years, from the present, and to the then,
Curious the feeling, my restlessness would comprehend, 
Questions in this, as from now, and again, to the when?


And Yet I carry on, 
The best way I could, 
Trying not to look back, 
But sometimes I would. 

I see my past wasted,
I see my future tough, 
How much further to go on, 
May be I've had enough. 

As These challenges here consent, 
Their Walls, I tend to resent,
Acceptance learned in time lament, 
The now, the then, 
As was all within related intent. 


At times our mind can be, a beautiful friend, 
Straightened thoughts, getting through the end,
And yet our mind can be, harsh as a cruel master,
Constantly reminding within, our momentary failures. 

Over coming ourselves, being the constant battle, 
Learning to let go, then as again, climbing back upon this saddle, 
The sacrifices we've made, no one would truly know, 
The inner we've gained, faded light remained,
Bolder the glow, as our efforts would eventually show.





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Temperamentally...

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