Calm the mind and rhyme the breath
and you'll find there is only life
and never death
In the nectar of
Christ-Sacrifice-Consciousness
You'll find the door of Shiva's Eye
For those who go not
tears of delusion those masses cry
Keep a still mind and the Lord Host
will reveal a great picture show
made of pure Spirit-Soul
yet remaining whole
It is all without and oh so within
The illusion of being apart
remains the only sin
Thinking about Paul
and how he must have felt
I'm beginning to realise we must fall
as did Paul, with a burden of guilt
that we must lose it all
no matter how long it took to be built
We must part ways
in one way or another
must not waste one day
We must carry on,
even carry your brothers
delivering love's message
just like Paul of Tarsus
who entered heaven's passage
with brutalized body and blindness
Until the end of his days
he had learned
to treat all with kindness
and that is a lesson for
a new spiritual age
We are all nothing without eachother
This is Our birthright
the Lightning Path
Delusion shattering divine light
the only thing in life
that can never be taken away
Monday, July 31, 2017
Thursday, July 27, 2017
Slouching To Heaven
Some people have to slew
through a sewer of shit
to get to heaven
Others make heaven here on earth
by putting others first
which can feel like
the same shit
But to the Source of Light, Law,
the Mysteries
that means you loved the Giver
above the Gifts
and you know the gifts can be
disguised as the
antithesis of your
soul's destiny
One person's silent misery
a sacrifice for the wheel
of the divine reflection
When the road shows
the only reason for it to wind
is so you can not see ahead to find
an off-ramp fit
It seems like it will never end
You get reminders all the time
The Giver is also the Friend
who always keeps along by
your side
Am I this crazy in love with you Lord?
To equate both my road to redemption,
that detention
and my Twin Soul reunion
as Your precious gifts
Tell me Master
what am I to do?
I will treat them both as the magic
that they are
Waiting with baited breath
and catching every clue
through a sewer of shit
to get to heaven
Others make heaven here on earth
by putting others first
which can feel like
the same shit
But to the Source of Light, Law,
the Mysteries
that means you loved the Giver
above the Gifts
and you know the gifts can be
disguised as the
antithesis of your
soul's destiny
One person's silent misery
a sacrifice for the wheel
of the divine reflection
When the road shows
the only reason for it to wind
is so you can not see ahead to find
an off-ramp fit
It seems like it will never end
You get reminders all the time
The Giver is also the Friend
who always keeps along by
your side
Am I this crazy in love with you Lord?
To equate both my road to redemption,
that detention
and my Twin Soul reunion
as Your precious gifts
Tell me Master
what am I to do?
I will treat them both as the magic
that they are
Waiting with baited breath
and catching every clue
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