Life through the bottom of a whisky bottle
like jim morrison looking in the mirror
or kieth richard through a glass darkly
circum-navigate the perimeter of the vortex
before plunging right in
head first
swimming in a sea of comatose saliva
until emerging
strapped to a spinning wheel
in space
gasping for air
and wretching in the g force
with eyes like telescopes
twinkling stars and galaxies
turn in droves
and finally succumb
to zero gravity
floating on the cushion of a freezing breeze
mortality becomes the reality.
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Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
What I want
I want to watch you play pool and watch you dance
I want to kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before
I want to touch you like you’ve never been touched
I want to lay very close to you, look into your smiling eyes and speak in one word tounges
I want our stomachs to touch and feel the energy
I want to listen to you breathe and emulate the rythm
I want to hear your laughter and hear your voice in the early hours
I want to be there for you when times are tough
I want you to be there for me too
I want to know what your thinking before you even know it
I want you to be answering me before I ask
I want you to finish my sentences for me
I want to be doing the same thing as you at exactly the same time when we are apart
I want to play music for you by candlelight, then listen to your words
I want you too sing me to sleep at night
I want to be your pupil
I want to be your teacher
I want to be your father
I want to be your son
To live without the hope of these things, has left me filled with emptiness, as they and you have become my soul.
I have discovered the meaning of "love and light". To have love is to have the only thing that means something. To have light is to choose the path of that love, which is clearly defined, all the good that comes from it is revealed. To have love, without light is to enter the realm of unknowing, where darkness may reside.It runs the risk of destruction, as do all things dark. But what is life without risk.
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I want to kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before
I want to touch you like you’ve never been touched
I want to lay very close to you, look into your smiling eyes and speak in one word tounges
I want our stomachs to touch and feel the energy
I want to listen to you breathe and emulate the rythm
I want to hear your laughter and hear your voice in the early hours
I want to be there for you when times are tough
I want you to be there for me too
I want to know what your thinking before you even know it
I want you to be answering me before I ask
I want you to finish my sentences for me
I want to be doing the same thing as you at exactly the same time when we are apart
I want to play music for you by candlelight, then listen to your words
I want you too sing me to sleep at night
I want to be your pupil
I want to be your teacher
I want to be your father
I want to be your son
To live without the hope of these things, has left me filled with emptiness, as they and you have become my soul.
I have discovered the meaning of "love and light". To have love is to have the only thing that means something. To have light is to choose the path of that love, which is clearly defined, all the good that comes from it is revealed. To have love, without light is to enter the realm of unknowing, where darkness may reside.It runs the risk of destruction, as do all things dark. But what is life without risk.
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Saturday, August 29, 2009
We are all the earths mortal children
We are all the earths mortal children.
Our spirit an image of the love that created us, can never be owned by us, but only visited and appreciated in this realm, until we are granted true freedom by the universe.
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Our spirit an image of the love that created us, can never be owned by us, but only visited and appreciated in this realm, until we are granted true freedom by the universe.
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Thursday, August 27, 2009
A paradox.
Nothing can be, without its paradox.
Like two mirrors held against one another, they reflect into eternity, ever decreasing, and disappearing from view, while still maintaining substance in another realm, unseen by the human eye.
Ecology, environment, love, peace, happiness, eutopia.
Whether in this life or the here-after.
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Like two mirrors held against one another, they reflect into eternity, ever decreasing, and disappearing from view, while still maintaining substance in another realm, unseen by the human eye.
Ecology, environment, love, peace, happiness, eutopia.
Whether in this life or the here-after.
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The Silent Knowing
All energy is bi-polar.
It has positively and negatively charged properties.
Just as the physical electricity in our houses.
All physical energy can be measured in its polarity, by using devices of human invention.
But spiritual energy is only generated by natural processes.
Our ability to judge right and wrong is based on our spirit.
This is the "silent knowing" that we all have the potential to engage.
It is called discernment.
Those who have the power of discernment, will not engage negativity into their lives, and in contrast, will embrace all that is positive.
Those who fear the process of discernment, open the spiritual realm of darkness into their acceptance, and to do this in the face of this knowledge, that all energy is bi-polar, is dangerous and destructive to one and all concerned.
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It has positively and negatively charged properties.
Just as the physical electricity in our houses.
All physical energy can be measured in its polarity, by using devices of human invention.
But spiritual energy is only generated by natural processes.
Our ability to judge right and wrong is based on our spirit.
This is the "silent knowing" that we all have the potential to engage.
It is called discernment.
Those who have the power of discernment, will not engage negativity into their lives, and in contrast, will embrace all that is positive.
Those who fear the process of discernment, open the spiritual realm of darkness into their acceptance, and to do this in the face of this knowledge, that all energy is bi-polar, is dangerous and destructive to one and all concerned.
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Reality Every Mans Child
In the throws of a dream,
Things werent as they seemed,
But were only illusion, caused by confusion,
nothing had ever been.
We took back our past,
the things we did last, the things we did first before then,
and started anew with a bold point of view,
a chance to be far better men.
In times of resistance, we all had persistance,
would never be strayed from our goals,
and unlike the few who could not start anew,
we were always in reach of our souls.
back in a time, when things werent sublime, reality every mans child.
For a dream to come true, would be held with a view,
that the bearer be forever riled.
were now in an age, where were set up on stage,
but performance is nearing its end,
not likely to jest, but more try and suggest,
that we all get together, down under the weather,
and get the show rolling again.
Previously published in "Portraits of Life", an Anthology of the "International society of poets".
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Things werent as they seemed,
But were only illusion, caused by confusion,
nothing had ever been.
We took back our past,
the things we did last, the things we did first before then,
and started anew with a bold point of view,
a chance to be far better men.
In times of resistance, we all had persistance,
would never be strayed from our goals,
and unlike the few who could not start anew,
we were always in reach of our souls.
back in a time, when things werent sublime, reality every mans child.
For a dream to come true, would be held with a view,
that the bearer be forever riled.
were now in an age, where were set up on stage,
but performance is nearing its end,
not likely to jest, but more try and suggest,
that we all get together, down under the weather,
and get the show rolling again.
Previously published in "Portraits of Life", an Anthology of the "International society of poets".
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The Trinkets
The trinkets, the things we see about us, are but tokenistic trivialities.
They serve to remind us, only of mans primary obligation to spirit.
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They serve to remind us, only of mans primary obligation to spirit.
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Only Love Does Something
Hate only destroys, indifference does only nothing and only love does something.
Something, is what needs to be done.
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Something, is what needs to be done.
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A Vision Blurred By Tears
To think outside the square, is hard to see from anothers perspective.
To Think outside the square when your vision is not blurred by tears,
only then you will see the overview.
A vision that is blurred by tears, is a vision that can only see inwardly.
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To Think outside the square when your vision is not blurred by tears,
only then you will see the overview.
A vision that is blurred by tears, is a vision that can only see inwardly.
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Can I Have This Life Over
Can i have this life over? No. Can i learn enough to break the cycle of my own stupidity? Maybe. Can I rest assured that my intentions are always honorable, regardless of their outcomes? Yes.
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The Three Selves
There are three selves, the good, the bad, and the mediator.
When i catch myself talking to myself now and then, it shocks me out of a trance.
This is the mediator interfering in the conflict that has arisen between the other two.
There are many descriptions of the three selves.
The son, the father, and the spirit.
The linear, the lateral, and the spacial.
The selfish, the selfless, and the self.
And I, the winner, the loser and the LOVER.
I plan to catch myself talking to myself more often.
and only then will i not engage in the process of trying to win or lose, but to love.
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When i catch myself talking to myself now and then, it shocks me out of a trance.
This is the mediator interfering in the conflict that has arisen between the other two.
There are many descriptions of the three selves.
The son, the father, and the spirit.
The linear, the lateral, and the spacial.
The selfish, the selfless, and the self.
And I, the winner, the loser and the LOVER.
I plan to catch myself talking to myself more often.
and only then will i not engage in the process of trying to win or lose, but to love.
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By The Law Of The Infinite Paradox
By the law of the infinite paradox, however great the achievements and successes, in the long term, in equal intensity shall exist the failures and dissapointments.
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A Will Unto My Own Spirit
We have been brought to this world not of our own accord, you are my father, as I am yours, and as such, I must challenge you to destroy me as my testament.
I do not speak in your language.
I speak in tounges, and as such, you must translate this or accept this translation.
To accept, do not try to understand, instead, feel its spirit.
My spirit has taken over me. The lover, the guide, the mediator, the discerner of all things positive and negative for my own consumption, and cannot and will not be overcome in this mortal existance.
For death is my saviour from the infinite vision of truth which burns my eyes.
Death is what darkness fears most, as darkness can only exist in the mortal realm where there is a shortage of light, brought on human frailty.
The resulting disassociation with ones spirit opens the gate for darkness to enter, and suffering becomes the tool that darkness uses to extract the most value from its meagher earthbound existance.
It will never stop until all around it in the physical plane is destroyed.I am no longer a will unto my own, I am a will unto my own spirit, and I am compelled by the driven power of my convictions to externalise this.
For us to live in pain is darkness only ally.
Do I enjoy the pain?
This is not the question, but the answer.
Would I want to die to relieve the sufferring?
This is the question.
While some only want to run and hide and seek more pain, somewhere, when they are again strong enough to digest it.
We are all victim and perpetrator, all of us, but for some, the circle is broken by the release of the fear of death. This, my child is me, your antithesis, your polarity.
But to die, I take away your pain, to live, I steal your glory. Tis my love, a never ending story.
The Irony:
We must break the cycle of destruction that has been wreaked upon our lives, and for this reason, and this reason alone, I must challenge you, those who fly the flag of sufferring, to destroy me, and so, I would die for our cause, you would not.
This is the fundamental frailty of the physical plane.
The victim cannot survive in the wilderness, as his reason for living is not the purity of truth, it is the contamination of sufference.
Natural selection determines him the beginning of the food chain, and will destroy him in the end.
You will face the music those who are the rabbit that runs, but I, who is the jackal, who is not afraid of death, but of life, and the pain of running from the tiger, will eventually stand and fight...
This is my declaration of undying love, in the face of impending destruction.
The forces that control pain are dark, the forces that control death are compassionate and light.
The incarnation of death is an angel, he is my saviour.
The incarnation of suffering, is your conquerer. You are his victim and fly his flag.
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I do not speak in your language.
I speak in tounges, and as such, you must translate this or accept this translation.
To accept, do not try to understand, instead, feel its spirit.
My spirit has taken over me. The lover, the guide, the mediator, the discerner of all things positive and negative for my own consumption, and cannot and will not be overcome in this mortal existance.
For death is my saviour from the infinite vision of truth which burns my eyes.
Death is what darkness fears most, as darkness can only exist in the mortal realm where there is a shortage of light, brought on human frailty.
The resulting disassociation with ones spirit opens the gate for darkness to enter, and suffering becomes the tool that darkness uses to extract the most value from its meagher earthbound existance.
It will never stop until all around it in the physical plane is destroyed.I am no longer a will unto my own, I am a will unto my own spirit, and I am compelled by the driven power of my convictions to externalise this.
For us to live in pain is darkness only ally.
Do I enjoy the pain?
This is not the question, but the answer.
Would I want to die to relieve the sufferring?
This is the question.
While some only want to run and hide and seek more pain, somewhere, when they are again strong enough to digest it.
We are all victim and perpetrator, all of us, but for some, the circle is broken by the release of the fear of death. This, my child is me, your antithesis, your polarity.
But to die, I take away your pain, to live, I steal your glory. Tis my love, a never ending story.
The Irony:
We must break the cycle of destruction that has been wreaked upon our lives, and for this reason, and this reason alone, I must challenge you, those who fly the flag of sufferring, to destroy me, and so, I would die for our cause, you would not.
This is the fundamental frailty of the physical plane.
The victim cannot survive in the wilderness, as his reason for living is not the purity of truth, it is the contamination of sufference.
Natural selection determines him the beginning of the food chain, and will destroy him in the end.
You will face the music those who are the rabbit that runs, but I, who is the jackal, who is not afraid of death, but of life, and the pain of running from the tiger, will eventually stand and fight...
This is my declaration of undying love, in the face of impending destruction.
The forces that control pain are dark, the forces that control death are compassionate and light.
The incarnation of death is an angel, he is my saviour.
The incarnation of suffering, is your conquerer. You are his victim and fly his flag.
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To Be Loved Is To Free Love
To trust a love that one has never known,
and to know a love that one has never trusted.
To trust love is to see love,
to see love is to want love,
to want love is to give love,
to give love is to get love,
to get love is to feel love,
to feel love is to be love,
to be loved is to free love.
Now ive set you free love.
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Up Is Never Down
When looking in the mirror...right is always left,but up is never down. When two mirrors face each other...the second reflection reveals, right is right and left is left. But up is never down. The convoluted combinations of lefts and rights that we navigate in this life, are ever decreasing into infinity, like the reflections of the facing mirrors,and slowly dissipate into another world. But up is never down.
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Humility In A Crisis
If all people resorted to humility in a crisis, the worlds problems would be solved, and our individual problems would be desolved.
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