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God, You're Beautiful 7.23.08 Fuck You! assholeYour an open wound a seeping sore a melody unfit to be played a fucking whore God, you're beautiful though A monster in disguise A hell seething in dispair a menace and you don't care! you're absolutely wretched what a blarney sonofabitch you are You're a: 1.cocksuckerI can't stand you! Don't understand you!Sit on a bed of nails you've failed. Your tale is of woe. What. A. Show! [sarcastic applause] But, beside myself I want you to know God, you're beautiful, though Gldtms 1.2.08 Savoury times awash in gold and through these eyes though colors not in bold perceive with sheer delight the transcendence of old colors' glorious flight enshroud enlight, captivate the clocks unwound coming into friution the colors of condition that allow the enchantment of teh minds eye through the mind's eye, unbound. I allow the unconscious to work transcend being in bliss through thethings i kiss in dreams and throught fellow human beings. come in the lover's colors. come in the sound of now. thig thigainn thig co-rium, come now. Afet 8.15.07 Stars are like dots of life In the infinite void Linking this life with lives beyond Taking the camphor of stardust And blending it into my reality Blending through voids of ages intricaelty declaring and desrcibing Thoughts Of God that come into being around galaxies and clusters of stars The One beingness Unites Celstial Beings that dance on high skies Create the void into meaning Clear the darkness for the light Spark as dots of life and light Of warmth and all other things right Catastophically beautiful Owning a glory not it's own Out of night awakens the day In it's breathtaking awe-inspiring way Afet as the night turns day Our closest star near to our heart Awakens us each day tucks us in at night Our great big celestial mother Guider, life-giver, embracer of light Beingness arises from constant embrace of light Light given to us by Galaxy Center Given to us by our Sun The starlight that reaches faces That are ever turned upwards Embracing the night It represents God's Light. Childhood Things 8.14.07 The tenderness caress of youth It blossoms in the mind of child Imagination rests the premiss the truths of today and the magic of teh moment. Imagination goes with the energy of movment discovery and life It does not discriminate truth verses fiction and it appeals to all who seek it's sublty. It's the lifeline through the worlds of life and death For who can tell the truth about either. Therefore let each man's truth be his own beggoten from imaginative depths. Call upon the sight of the covered unshovel the faithless lost hopes Grow the seeds again in the bedrock of mind and imagination as your lost childhood beckons ... Advice Invite 8.14.07 Use your life to love love yourself till death Do not hurry Please don't worry Savor the moments life gives you Outside of mind Live your life Outside of time All times merge At the end of the line Be brave be fearless Use your time to go within Then express the light you find in therein and open up arms in caregiving find You in all faces/races You live in/for Me Skies Eyes 8.14.07 Long long ago, Gold was riegn Gold came and went Slipped in through open doors Out through gutters and tipped off the tops of roofs. The Sky sent many things Out of the window I peer Cant remember the things That have gone away from me Remember those moments filled with love and life. Remember the truth contained therein. Remember the happenstance of happy memories and savour the recollection. Then create more. Remember? a time eternal now gone from view... it life out of sight out of mind. Call to those in a nother realm... The Sky will deliver God's Gold Uncover Imagination © 8.14.2007 Use your imagination To discover places unknow to you But see with your hidden eyes that which is hidden from you Keep cool your disposition Abstain from grief and fear Keep clear in sight in mind Be near the source of your inspiration It is best to take rest from life's distractions Go within cultivate sound That hearkens not from man but from hollowness celestial beauty and truths Outward appearances dwindle before God's greatest mysteries Who here becomes numb to facts and figures without enchantment? God bless the man with the eternal appetite for love wisdom and seeking. Enchanted Memories © 3. 18. 2007 Enchanted memories Of things not yet remembered Feelings of souls' awakenings Many lifetimes ago... Blessings through the ages Princesses and ghosts of many lands Becoming Who We Are Through the turn of many sands Backward in time we go Rooted in the now Sensing things lost Memories forgotten Times ahead we sense Like a memory yet to come Forward in time we go Distance knows no bounds No time can be restrained No space can be contained No mind can refrain From finding out past, future, present The gift of the eternal, now--forever being is. _____________________ MEMORIES go hand in hand with THOUGHTS We THINK it happened, maybe it DID We THINK it is happening, maybe it IS We THINK it might happen, and maybe it WILL... Moments of Creation © 1. 27. 2007 Creation is the masterkey That unlocks each mystery Makes each question that is asked The one that becomes unmasked. Creation makes reality That affects both you and me Into our minds, our spirits are laid With a thought, our world is made. Create your loves, create your life Create the world, with all your might Careless thoughts create careless deeds These deeds do indeed create reality. In the timeless moment, golden You might endeaver to embolden To know yourself, creating so You know, what you reap you once did sow. In this moment thus go forth: create Life is only about what you make You may ask life to showeth Everything you wish to knoweth. Out of the nothing, something comes henceforth Creation is the motion, that amplifies thoughts Gives form to the ether Solidifies the nether. Life made its glorious appearence By a thought God once sent hence He gave us his powers of creation, blessed us As we were made in his own graven likeness. Create, create, with all your might, End this terrible afflicted plight Think of the world as a beautiful place It'll bring a smile to your wonderous face. And in your imagination sing All that in your world will bring Your boldest wish, your greatest satiation In this golden moment of Creation. So make all time timeless, All eternity is now. Tired of Wandering © 12. 17. 2006 If I knew the secrets, would I cease to be amazed? If I knew the answers, would I stop asking questions? Why do we ponder at all, the secrets that come calling, Forever sirens in the dark, beckoning us into the light? How do we know the answer, is not just another question? If we knew the answers, we wouldn't have to ask So just shut up, make up something, Because you're probably right. Deathless Saint Lives On They say you are dead I don't believe them Life is eternal Never dies; I see Right through all the lies Your soul still exists Although without form Your body returns To ashes, while your Spirit soars above Death does not exist If we are all one If one dies, all must Life goes on, and you, The deathless Saint lives on We are all One. My Hamlet © 9. 12. 2006 The melancholy Dane Has melancholy days Leads a sinful night Writes a melancholy play. I am Hamlet He feels me, feels me I feel his melancholy pain That writes so grand a play. But play, not I Too melancholy am I To invent such play No script for play, no heart. My heart must break - my tounge hold still This play, this play is making me ill! Hold I here the air of ghosts The wispy rememberance of those I loved most. The Hamlet of my dreams Is not so far away He writes these very words In this very melancholy way. Ancient Spirits © 7. 15. 2006 Hear the old spirits The sounds That haunt the ancient sites Steeped in history Awaken the ancient prayers Of trust in magic. of Earth. Feel the ancient prayers That the mortal winds whip away But the immortal ground consecrates forever. Feel the energy of the dancing feet Imprinting into this earth, The flow of melody, the joy of life. Siuil A Ruin © 7. 15. 2006 Open lofty hills Stare the ground Now up high Fly high heart Heart's fly free Who holds them? The land floats You see all Come back down Be with us On the ground What did you See up there? Now't you can't See down here It just seems So much freer Painful Lives © 7. 6. 2006 Painful lives, lived by all Pain will make you strong some say Mostly men Feeling pain, being pain Loving pain, loving self Understanding pain, letting go of it To learn by it. Sampling it, Like a department store testing fragrence Wearing it as a scent, strong, or weak It does not matter You will wear it that way: strong or weak Until you wash it off. Rustly Trees © 7. 6. 2006 Trees rustle in the breeze Shake thier branches, Jostle their leaves, Communicate with this dance, The gentle joy of being alive. Singing melodies in the breeze, Birds of all tunes, colors, and hues Whistle from the heights Of swinging branches Flap their wings, light up the trees. Like ornaments on an evergreen That light up the winters When the bare trees retreat, And sleep, to awaken And rustle around again when comes the Spring. Wind and Rivers © 7. 5. 2006 In a storm, the waters Come to life They rise and fall With the wind. When peace again reigns Rivers swiftly accept The changing weather They gleam and shine Placidly under the sun When the moon is full, The waters ride the tides, And try to greet the moon. As a new moon takes its place, The waters calmly subdue And bare their smooth shores. Greet the wind, Walk the shores, Come into the rivers, Take a swim and feel Nature move the waters. Fireworks © 7. 4. 2006 Set off into open space; The fireworks, brilliant sparks of light Laughter, applause, and terrified bairn's screams Fill the night Don't you scream; These are the safe explosives There is no danger, don't fret Only the threat, of that spark in the dark Tons of explosives; Set off in a thoughtful display Under close inspection of technician Contained and exposed under extraordinary pressure Okay, so we've seen the bright lights Light up the dark night We've choked the burnt smoke And we laugh, clap, and go home happy folk. The Stage of Life © 7. 3. 2006 All the world's a stage And all the people, actors in it. So death is no more Than the curtain call That closes the play At the end of that day. Players, with the lines most heartbreaking Will look back, seeing the script And smile, at a tragedy Well worth the while. Men wander the stage And become the parts they play Seeing from the players eyes Living in the players lives Enjoying the pleasures Wallowing in the sorrows Comeing with the goings, going with the flow Until the players bow down. So take a bow, look at your audience Who's applauding you? God is clapping, cheering with the angels That take such delight, In the actor's lives. Imponderble Possibilities © 7. 3. 2006 What are our lives? Are we just weaving complex webs Like someone said Or do they serve us With thier own unique qualities? Instead, What do we get? When people we've met Jumpstart our hearts And suggest that we loosen the strings? Why do we get So upset When things don't go our way? When we loose, what we've found; Miss, what we've once had; Understand, what we've once feared; See, what we may've missed? We get The very best of life's virtues Clouded in weakness Beraved in misery Steeped in adverse quality So we may not see the impondered Possibilites Heavenward Souls © 7. 3. 2006 It is all a dream Men with such pain, will die And thier lives of such torment Will be seen with no more mire Than the misty morning recollection Of a dream Whilst their Earthly remains will rot Their souls are swept heavenward And there remain In the lofty views of the heavenly realms. The soul will ponder former anguish and pain And learn it's lesson And thereby it's gain. Needless Things © 7. 3. 2006 I am looking through the old soul's eyes And whatching the painful tries That come with youth, when denied The things we want--but don't need And those jaunts--when accepted Become the things we need, but do not want! These things are manifested by all And when we get what was wanted Stand in shock. How could I want this--or am I Confusing want with need again? Wanting needless things Needing things unwanted The old eye perceives Which one's needed--wanted--or not. The Nightly Masquerade © 7. 3. 2006 Fearful, but impossibly enjoyed by all Today the news was feared, But people whatched it anyway. Why do we whatch such torment? Can't we see ...the torment, is plain to see... But goes unseen to so many eyes Why do we watch such pain? Can't we feel ...the pain, is plain to feel... And goes unfelt by so many hearts We can't feel the pain we see with our eyes The Illusion, Death: masqerading as The nightly entertainment. Curtains © 7. 2. 2006 The curtains that block our views Can't see us Are we waiting for them to Move aside? Surely, there is a better way. Without pondering The nature of a curtain It is obvious: Curtains need to be cast By the very hands that they Were once shut by Aside. Nuclear Vendetta © 3. 14. 2006 Dropped from an unsuspecting height From an unsuspecting warplane As about as unsuspectingly as anything It was headed straight for us It had our names on it. Ours? Just come from a Rory Gilmore function My true love confessed, topless I'm riding home to collect a few things Not an easy choice to make, moving Leaving a lot of stuff behind Come back for it later... It had a vendetta. My story had a few hiccups This event happened to us Why us? Anyone. Could've. Been. US. You are fine- a large plane How interesting- what's that? A missile. What? A missile? For who? US!? Big Caboom- Now not physical Bodies all around Such a strong, brave, man, my guide How could he not have known?! SO BLINDSIDED! Lights in the Dark © 7.2.2006 We are wading through a murky river To the land of milk and honey We're tearing back the black curtains That block out the awe-inspiring sunrise We are shifting through decay and filth Looking for jewels with our bare hands We are finding those flaws deep within us And loving them anyway. Heavy burdens, we are making light, Where there is Despair, we bring hope Where there is Neglect, we bring response Where there is Fear, we bring love Where there is Dark, we bring light. We bear all ills, to heal those beat. We bear torches, that light the dark passage We tunnel a way for others, and remove the granite rock. We are the way-showers — The lights in the dark. |
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