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LURE of LOVE
At first I was not really sure
If I had bitten into the lure
But now... I'll say without a doubt
That lure destroyed my ugly snout
However now that I'm used to it
It's sweeter than a smashing hit
I find my mind is fully booked
I think I'm lost because I'm hooked
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AGE
Nobody has ever seen my enemy
For it is deafness that grew into me
It has become my dear old foe
For that's the way old age does go
But yet my dear old friends
I do not show the slightest trends
For it certainly is not known
That everyone just speaks alone
It is the same with the rest of life
I take the whole thing just in strife
I try to compensate some way
And contemplate and pray... and pray
That for the moments still to come
The rewards are many more than some
I've realized that when I grow older
Life just becomes a bit more colder
But not to worry dearest friend
I live my life to the fullest end
For I take a smaller step each time
To keep me happy and just fine
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BROWNOUT DREAMS
In this office... with the lights so dim
Among the girls... some stout... some slim
We try to work and do our share
But sometimes lose our when and where
We try to keep the light on low
For again we suffer this brownout glow
It has become our daily grind
We peer and smile and do not mind
Oh yes... the work... the work's a lark
We can do that blind or in the dark
It's the girls... the girls... we just can't see
And I'll be damned who's on my knee
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TOY
I am a toy and just picked up
When life presents a needing cup
To her I love... so full of fun
I am just a toy... of play and run
I must detach and struggle free
I must just live and quickly flee
Her lovely spiel that paints my mind
I do not need her bloody grind?
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BARBEDO'S
There is this nurse I call B-B-Barbedo's
With tight fitting clothes and a beautiful pose
A lovely tan and a ready smile
I wish I could just hold her for a while
More than likely for an old fart like me
All we could do is drink strong tea
For even if I knew her doos and donts
I'm just too old for her wants and wonts
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BEAUTIFUL BARB
Here she is... Beautiful Barb
Always friendly and happy as a lark
And for sure it's a dreary day
When she is home or gone away
In any hospital corridor... stairway or hall
You cannot miss her... although she is small
And even if you meet her a hundred times
You will look again for she rings your chimes
For her radiant smile and her solid look
She's marked and circled in many a book
And whether you're sick... or on your way
She'll make you better... or just delay
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BLINKING BRAINS
In this clumsy brain of mine
The solution is just bloody brine
It never works the way it should
I think it's dying slow but good
There was a time my friend and foe
My thoughts were always on the go
But since some time maybe too late
I try to work with an empty slate
I do not know how to coordinate
And I've lost how to concentrate
I've ask myself agin and agin
Maybe the cause is bloody gin
It works sometimes completely averse
Maybe it rambles in reverse
Yes I need help right now and here
To get the damn thing into gear
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BRIAN
Doctor O'Brien so tall and thin
Has got a mind real sharp within
He has this gentle resolute persuasion
That must be obeyed on any occasion
Every day and night... and in between
He is a gent well liked and seen
I just hope... for my body's sake
He finds a cure that I can take
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BRILLIANT STAR
Doctor Campbell... she looks after me
As if I was a baby on her knee
And every little fart or burp
Is written down... it's quite absurd
But really though... she is a star
And as a doctor will make it far
Wearing slacks or fancy skirt
For her I take off any shirt
I would be honoured to no end
If she would call me dear old friend
And if I'm ever in great need
For her I'd yell and loudly plead
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CHAIR
In front of my desk is this lovely chair
And most of the time it's but filled with air
Most people with a wondering mind
Just look at it from behind
But once in a very rare blue moon
It is filled with grace instead of room
She comes and sits and takes a rest
To slyly laugh and kick my desk
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COMPANY
I drive along and often find
It's the same old road... the same old grind
The same old thing and far too long
This seat is empty where she'd belong
Even the radio so loud and clear
Does not keep me company here
And in my mind I repeat again and again
The times we sat and smiled just then
Where is her laugh... where is her hand?
Where is the time in wonderland?
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COMPARISONS
Like the earth laughs with it's flowers
And steady cries with it's summer streams
It is your smile that me thus powers
And gives me silence between the screams
And for every day the sun does shine
On the mountains to melt the snow
So will this silent life of mine
Be splendid in your smiling glow
Like the trees are moved by wind or storm
And the grass but bends by cooling breeze
So is my silent soul in purest form
By your single touch so full of peace
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COMPENSATION
In this life so full of strife
For male... female... husband or wife
There are moments of great reward
As long as the worst is disregard
And when we meet sorrow and adversity
Accept it with the greatest generosity
Because in our confusion and pain
We fail to see it is not in vain
Our misfortune so full of sadness
Will show us clearer the moments of gladness
So just forget the bad and the wrong
And remember the times that we were strong
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CUDDLING
Cuddling-up my dear old friend
Should become a national trend
It makes you sort of worry-free
So slacken off and cuddle me
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STARDUST
Before the sun had ever shown
You and I were both alone
Between the stars and stardust yet
Two tiny specks who never met
Eons came and eons went
And silent was the time just spent
Until the tiny specks became
A loving pair completely lame
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LUCKY
Before I spent my time with you
I never knew quite what to do
But now that you and I have touched
I feel real good but strangely blushed
My heart is trembling... a missing beat
If this is Love... it's very sweet
By golly... who the hell am I
To have these wings and fly and fly
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DECEMBER AFTERNOON
Oh smiling Soul from where did you fly
Your beautiful laughter lightning the sky
Free as a bird... yet held by chains
Help me to save you from hurt and pains
Acting cooler than cool but hotter than hot
Dreaming of evenings that cannot begot
Fly on... dear Laughter... higher and free
Leaving me torture and thoughts about thee
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DECISION
Tell me... can this miracle really be
That you love as much as me
Do you really feel this glow
That makes my heart beat blow by blow
Give me the signal once again
And tell me how and tell me when
Tell me soon and tell me where
You and I will get our share
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DEEPER DOWN
I am a Soul and deeper down
I often play the hollow clown
For a smiling grin on my old snout
Does not let the laughter out
The feelings from my Soul within
Are not expressed by outer grin
Yet always I am this trying twin
With outer face and Soul within
And sometimes when I almost cry
I know the reasons and the why
It's the clown that does all this
But deeper down I'm full of bliss
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DEPRESSED
In this hospital I have no will
I'm semi human and holding still
I'm neither hot... I'm neither cold
Just acting cool in position hold
The day rolls by in holding pace
I'm just a face in certain place
Not much identity... not much spunk
Another name... another bunk
To bear the day and pass the time
I write these words in awkward rhyme
Some day to come in future time
I kick the bucket and feel just fine
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DIET
The dietitian believe it or not
Takes in my life a favored spot
Her eyes are stern and wide awake
She has dark hair and beautiful shape
And every day... come rain or shine
She comes to this humble room of mine
And every thing that is marked in red
I eat and swallow in this stupid bed
The best solution for me however
Is wish my wife goodbye forever
And marry her... quick and fast
With her as cook I might just last
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DOUBT
There is always this tiny bit of doubt
Our mind just cannot do without
We seem to be never completely sure
And that's the lot we must endure
But if we really think enough
The conclusion surely is not tough
Doubt is a belief we hold and fear
But the simple truth is always here
So please relax and do surrender
For truth just is... and has no bender
Before we know it... we feel at ease
With mind and soul at equal peace
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DOOM
In this dorren and forsaken place
No people live of any race
The ground is scarred and completely bare
And even water is very rare
Once there was a better time
When this habitat was just sublime
With water and flowers and the greenest grass
With people and children of joy and class
The strife... the greed... the wars galore
Destroyed this place and it is no more
Maybe in a million years again
We'll see some folks with soul and brain
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DUST
Down the stairs in this deep hole
There is a spot that is my soul
In this dark and dungy place
There is a tiny ray of grace
In the ceiling and in the roof
Hidden deep and quite aloof
Is this tiny bit of slack
The rest of it completely black
Through this opening... oh so small
Peeks the light from a fiery ball
The dust is playing just for fun
In this brilliant ray of sun
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FASTER THAN LIGHT
If I had a son I would tell him why
I sometimes gaze at bluest sky
For somewhere out there in infinite space
There is the beginning of human race
If I could travel faster than light
I could just prove who is right
For I could look back at Adam and Eve
At the tree and the apple and its retrieve
I could listen to the prophets and their tales
And see the Goddess with her golden scales
There would be no guessing or believing in
The answer would be in pictures thick and thin
But since I have no son and cannot travel fast
I just have to study the books of the past
Actually though... it's just as well
For knowing the answers... makes life hell
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FEATHER FLIGHT
I feel like a feather and float just then
Everytime I see her and meet eyes again
I feel so small... so infinitely tiny
In this flight of happiness so light and shiny
Never in this life have I felt this before
It's terrific... splendid... too great to ignore
Please let me fly from here and this earth
Because I do love you for all that I'm worth
When I do land... please let me be brave
For loving just you has made me your slave
I just cannot serve you and stay as I am
Because my dear love I'm not yet your man
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FLEETING MOMENTS
In this great eternal space
There is this earth in air embrace
With you and I... and hare and deer
Just for a while we are but here
Sailing forth between the stars
Aching from the many scars
She's full of pain of bad pollution
Hoping for a quick solution
And by the time we'd realize
To solve our problem smart and wise
This earth... our very living space
Might not survive and kill our race
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FLOWERS IN WILDERNESS
In this joyful and vibrant mind
There are no thoughts of lower kind
Only thoughts of love and easing charm
So darn right pleasing... cozy and warm
Even on a cold and wintery day
I feel the joy of spring or May
Full of light and full of bliss
Like blooming flowers in wilderness
And never ever... ever again
Will this mind be just the same
As if a storm in blinding rage
Has changed this mind page by page
And all the thinking done afore
Never produced such thoughts before
To make this graceful mind and soul
So jubilant and Godly whole
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FLYING
There is a girl I know so well
Who sometimes feels worse than hell
But when she bounces back... oh boy
She is a pleasure full of joy
She is then... oh so free and high
Way up yonder in the sky
Wherever you just might have been
A girl like her you've never seen
No wonder I fell in love so fast
And completely forgot about my past
Side by side we sometimes fly
This lovely girl... just her and I
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GASTRO - STAR
Doctor Sherbaniuk is as noble as gold
And it's hard to know what his brain might hold
The tremendous dedication and working at night
Must be his pleasure and also his plight
Never in my life have I met a human
With such a mind and sharp acumen
So this little poem with pure dedication
Is written for him in sincere appreciation
Knowing a man so humble and stern
Enriched my life... and made me learn
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GENTLEMAN - STAR
Doctor Marien as we all know
Lifts our spirits to a radiant glow
He's like a magician and does it well
He is a man that I call swell
A gentle touch of joyfulness
With dedication and friendliness
Gives his patients an inner glow
That's make them either leave or go
So please dear doctor do not be shy
And let your touch just multiply
For in this life so full of strife
You are enlightening the dullest life
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GIFT
What for and how and why
Fell this clumsy dumb old guy
From his sturdy solid base
Into this floating mess and maze
Every thought and every blush
Turns his feelings into mush
Tell him soon my dearest dear
Are your thoughts just as unclear
To him... to him you lovely love
You are the favored from above
And never on this earthly plain
Be his mind and soul the same
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SILENCE
Since words are but a useless token
They meet and glance... and none is spoken
Because their gleams from eye to eye
Are the witness of their hello - goodbye
Containing the wisdom and the pure
Of the torture they endure
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RHYME
I always could but never did
For it is not brains or guts or wit
Just a flow of words in rhyme
To tell my love and pass the time
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GIRL
In this great big hospital
I wander from corridor to hall
And sometimes what I see
Can not really exist or be
It is a girl so tiny and fine
I wish by God that she was mine
And although I had four of my own
This one I want for me alone
Beautiful eyes and a ready smile
It keeps me going mile by mile
Dear unknown... please never grow up
You are adored just as a pup
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GOING PLACES
You thought that all I could afford
Is this crummy damn old Ford
Well let me tell you dear Hortense
The driveway stalls a gleaming Benz
And if you ever want to go
To the nearest town or latest show
It will get you there pound for pound
To any place or all around
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GRAND
Tenderly and with the utmost care
She stood and slowly combed her hair
Beautiful splendor blond and bright
Reflecting in mirrors against the light
Slowly now and naked... she turned around
The sight just nailed me to the ground
I could not move and tried to speak
All I could utter was a senseless squeak
My limbs were lame and I could not bear
To see her beauty just standing there
I closed my eyes and she took my hand
I moved and cried... and it was grand
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HEAVENLY
Had we but courage and time enough
And weren't so selfish and had more love
This world of ours... and human life
Would be glorious and without strife
We could close our eyes and still see the light
Of pleasant thoughts and souls so bright
Our lives would be by joy surrendered
And mankind's flight so heavenly splendid
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HOME
In this little home of ours
We spent our time in days and hours
To raise our children and their friends
And around the corners and the bends
The paint came off and on the floor
The tiles and carpets are no more
But now the time's a coming
That our house is empty running
Because for you my dear and I
Our lives are slowly passing by
Do not forget my love to smile
Yes... it's still all worth our while
Because of you... the one I love
We keep struggling hand in glove
And you know the greatest time
Will be... when yours and mine
Bring their own... dainty and daring
It's for all that we are caring
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HOPE
Whatever I eat or whenever I dine
It goes right down and tastes just fine
But all the food beware... beware
It does not stay too long down there
It mumbles... it grumbles and it blows
And out the bottom it easy flows
It's hard to imagine but every bit
Just turns to smelling light brown shit
I hope in this hospital of the U of A
They find me a cure and I'll go away
To a better life and a more pleasant time
And no more need for a dirty rhyme
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HOSPITAL
The doctors come and the nurses go
This hospital is in full flow
This place is like a big machine
With many done and some still keen
Many patients are just sick
And some are cured with a needle prick
And never in your whole damn life
Have you ever seen that much strife
Some come in and never leave
And take their shots without a beef
They are ready and have surrendered
They die in peace when life has ended
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JANET
She is like a bible between books
Or like a human between gooks
She is like a high between lows
Or like a caress between blows
She is like a rest between bouts
Or like a face between snouts
She is like a dress between frocks
Or like a diamond between rocks
If this doesn't describe her well
She is just heaven compared to hell
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JOYFUL AND KIND
Mrs. Marion as an administrator
Certainly is a jolly communicator
She directly knows the sense of a joke
As long as someone else gets the poke
I think she is a reliable type of girl
With many a swing and daring swirl
We are fortunate to have her here
To fill-out the forms neat and clear
And even in the daily hospital rush
She keeps her speed without a blush
She is experienced and cool of mind
And most of all... of loving kind
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KNOW ALL
Many a man either big or small
Sometimes thinks he knows it all
But before the day turns into night
He has to agree he was not right
And every time over and over
He tries to prove the fourth leaf of clover
And every time he thinks his proof is there
He has to admit that he was not fair
So next time when it is your turn
At least do show that you did learn
That there is no man either big or small
Who really... really knows it all
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LINDA
My beautiful Linda never read this aloud
And certainly never in a crowd
Read it softly and in a quiet hush
It's bound to make you blush and blush
You are so brave yet beautifully gently
That even I become tame and friendly
Words like tender... soft and fine
Cannot express these thoughts of mine
So let these line - between you and I
Be the secret of secrets under the sky
For never really I'd want to confess
This open book and living mess
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LONELY
In this hospital way afternoon
I feel trapped in a crowded cocoon
And every one I speak to or not
Seems out of his mind or out on pot
I think it's the feeling of being alone
That bereaves me of senses that have since gone
I look out the window and the sun is still there
Shining its brightest and I just stare
Where is my spirit... where is my mind
Where is the laughter and feelings so kind
Please let the sun be replaced by the moon
And put me to sleep in my cozy cocoon
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LOVE'S TORTURE
Love's pleasure so tender and new
Becomes the torture of love's curfew
Still we dare... gently and free
And try to enjoy while moments flee
In our life so full of Lent
Love often is just abstinent
We do not know what might occur
And try to enjoy while moments blur
And in the dying moments of our kiss
We find the wonderments of bliss
We never ask or reason why
And try to enjoy while moments die
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LOVEABLE INSIDE
Definite authority and lots of spunk
That's the lady... who orders the junk
You better gulp... just for this day
The food she ordered... without delay
Yet somehow... right through her lines
You see the glow that outward shines
She is the type acting from aloft
Inwards she's lovely and gently soft
Her tinted windows trying to hide her soul
Tells you... I'm the boss and in control
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LOVABLE RATTLER
Typist... typist... rattle on
Like on a finger marathon
Your head bent low... your neck real sore
In capital style... like you've done before
What a scribble... what a note
It's like a funny anecdote
To ask for this... on a single page
This guy is in a fadding rage
So smile your smile and cool your cool
Like you have been taught in typing school
And while your mind is on the nitty-gritty
Behind that desk... you look real pretty
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LUNCH TIME
Patiently and in no definite rush
I'm waiting for you to gently blush
And offer your excuses for staying away
Although you knew it would make my day
I tell myself that I understand
And force my feelings under command
I know you know as time goes by
That my love and patience never die
Whatever the lunch... the place or time
Without my partner I can't enjoy mine
So rush on over before I have to declare
That I'm talking again to an empty chair
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MAKE-UP GRIN
Sometimes when I feel right down
I pretend to be a cheery clown
I go to the mirror just for a while
And put on a face with a silly smile
Before I have my facelift done
The gloomy feelings are just gone
And with this phoney make-up grin
I feel just fine and good within
So if you happen to feel that way
Remember what you've read today
Certainly... and I don't know why
Your dreary feelings will pass right by
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MOTHER
Tenderly and with a radiant glow
She is always busy and on the go
Dusting... washing and with a friendly smile
She chats and laughs just for a while
Then the windows... the beds and all the rest
In devoted dedication she does her best
And in this house with one quick look
You know for sure... she goes by the book
And very few with their forgetful brain
See the care... the work... the pain
The way this household is being run
It seems that she does it all for fun
Well my child and older creature
This lady performs a unique feature
For besides the cooking to keep them alive
She works a full time job from eight to five
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MY IMMORTAL FRIEND
I am a mortal and tempt to live
But sometimes I find so little give
Just then my Immortal comes along
And teaches me a different song
Of eternal lights and stars and joyful friends
That please and please with reaching hands
And take me up and up and far away
To a beautiful place where times are gay
I become an aspect of the dancing lights
Completely oblivious of duties and plights
And suddenly... as by the crack of a whip
I'm behind my desk and ceased my trip
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MY LEFT
This leathery left hand of mine
Behaves just right most of the time
However sometimes or once in a while
It behaves completely out of style
It has been taught the same as the right
But it does not act as smart or bright
Maybe it's just because it is the left
And of common sense bereft
Whatever it is I am not too sure
Perhaps it needs a behavings cure
It has to be taught to do as the right
To act in unison and without fright
I'll have to talk to this hand some more
And tell it again as I have done before
It has to learn to be honest and fair
And form a completely matching pair
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NORTHERN LIGHTS
Dear Miss Davies I just don't know whot
That so attracts me so that you have got
But one thing is certain and absolutely sure
Your are just superb... pleasant and pure
If all people were... what you are
The angels in heaven would gain a star
You're sheer dedication and a pure delight
You're also beautiful and brainy bright
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NURSING CHUCKLES
Dear Debbie before you go away from here
There are three things we want to make clear
And they are certainly no surprise at all
To any of your friends... short or tall
First... we like your personality and easy style
And not to forget your beautiful smile
Secondly... we like your dedication and finesse
And the fact that you never leave a mess
Thirdly... we wish you a perfect nursing career
With doctors following from far and near
So just make sure you pick the best
And your gentle touch will do the rest
And here's some advice you should not miss
Never ask a doctor for more than one kiss
Stay in control and make them submit
For once they start they never quit
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OFF - LIMIT - PLACES
In our steno-pool way in the back
There is this girl with a beautiful neck
So smooth and whole you'd swear and swear
No beard ever kissed her there
But remember you sneaky old conniver
The girl is a regular after fiver
And lined up beards from here to there
Kiss her almost anywhere
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ONCE
In this dark and endless space
There is but one that can embrace
This full of pain and lonely heart
And yet and yet we are apart
But once... but once the time will be
That you my love and lucky me
Will join and live for all we can
And neither be nor beast nor man
But form this moving loving pair
And take our once forever share
Of this so painful unfair deal
And hope our minds and souls will heal
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ONE IN TWO or TWO IN ONE
If you are my friend
Who am I?
If I am your friend
Who are you?
Because my dear... a friend is one whole
Please help me tell this to my soul
If you are my friend
What part am I?
If I am your friend
What part are you?
Really my dear you and I must define
How a friend could be both yours and mine
Alone we are nothing.... together one whole
I feel that our bodies are sharing one soul
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ON SUNDAY
From my vantage point and different view
I see them come and eye their pew
They sort of stumble and their heads do nod
Because on Sunday they greet their God
On weekdays or any other kind
This God is never on their mind
For then... as we all know
They are concerned with money flow
But on Sundays their day of rest
They come to church and look their best
They shyly look to left and right
Pretending to pray with God in sight
They notice the ladies with figures trim
With bouncing boobs and legs so slim
They stand and sit at every chime
For praying there is little time
They look at people with many a glance
No self-reflection gets a chance
Their sacrifice... a single dollar
To help the man with the funny collar
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PAIN
Many many years have gone
And never so much damage done
By such a fleeting touch of hand
Nor on sea... in air or land
Forgive me though if in times ahead
I cry and cry alone in bed
Because in this dark and empty space
I find no love nor inner grace
The brightest sunlight is so dim
And does not really warm within
Because not for any pain or cost
Will I ever gain the ONE that's lost
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PASSING-BY
Love is pleasant... love is fun
It's like a jolly little pun
From word to word... from kiss to kiss
Elated feelings full of bliss
Remember though and don't forget
Don't let your love go to your head
Enjoy... enjoy and sigh and sigh
Before the moment passes by
Never ask for what or why
Does love exist in this old sky
Enjoy... enjoy and sigh and sigh
And never mind the passers by
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PICTURES
Your face so beautiful and kind
Keeps painting pictures in my mind
Your eyes so bright and shiny soft
Takes my soul way up aloft
Your manners dainty... cute and fine
Steals this empty heart of mine
Your smile so lovely and full of bliss
Tempts me to hug and kiss and kiss
My lovely lady... please stay near
And let me adore you just from here
In silence I admire a lovely feast
Disturbed by this ugly and slyly beast
Oh how can I ever... ever stand
Not to touch or hold your hand
Oh how can I ever... ever endure
The thoughts and desires not so pure
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
SECRET
Like lightning from a clear blue sky
I don't know how... I don't know why
My inner sense only respond
When it see this lovely Blond
Strangely in this world so wild
I wander through just like a child
My eyes so small yet open wide
Seeing you my thoughts collide
As if from ages long since past
I knew your Light but see at last
This splendid Blond so pure divine
Made from a Source that is part mine
Out of the sky so clear and blue
This poem is written just for you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
SMILES
I think my sneaky dear adviser
I do get older but not much wiser
I still fall for a pretty smile
My looks just stay there for a while
Oddly enough it rings my bell
And often makes me live in hell
I think I'm sort kind of tool
Belonging to this grey old fool
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
SOUL MATE
And every time we meet and shine
There is this sense so pure divine
That fills my mind with feelings swell
So gentle sweet from Heaven's well
Yes... my thoughts completely mush
When I do see her silent blush
Nobody on earth seems just as close
As this so gentle Danish Rose
In every sense of our relation
There is this feeling of pure elation
It's so seldom that I do find
A loving soul so close and kind
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
TEAM - STAR
My dear Dolores why is it so
That so few words from me do flow
Somehow I just can't get a hold
Of what your soul just might behold
Whatever it is or whatever is missing
It make me wonder and keeps me guessing
But one thing is certain and very sure
Your kindness and care shall long endure
In this hospital this great machine
A person like you can lead any team
Please be yourself and feel right free
And you will be liked as much as by me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
TELL
I am an adult... yet a child
Floating on waves of love's beguiled
Why are my thoughts so far away
And keep me puzzled day by day
This silent pain from deep within
That tears my heart are so akin
To death and sorrow from love that's lost
Cold of your smile my soul is frost
I cannot lie and still be me
And have to tell whatever be
I do so love with full endeavor
Yes... it is you... for now and ever
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
TENDER
My lovely lady how can it be
I feel so free with you near me
I am so light and oh so high
When you are close and so nearby
Please tell me what I should do
To give the same of me to you
Touch my hand and gently smile
And stay with me just for a while
I am so glad that you and I
Do often cry at our goodbye
Yet feel alive and light and free
For I love you and you love me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
MY LOVELY LADY
This human touch from me to you
Will never ever prove or do
As much as words of love and bliss
That you and I sealed with a kiss
And yet why is our devious mind
Sometimes so cruel and darn unkind
But let us cease to wonder why
And be ourselves and try and try
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
THE BUS
Right on the bus I see them all
The men... the girls... small and tall
And most of the faces secretly show
A certain pleasure... a certain glow
Some of the masks... boy what a lack
If they'd smile their face would crack
Too bad that on this glorious day
Some of these people feel this way
While watching these faces apropos
I try to sense what mine does show
I put my fate right in that noose
And let them watch completely loose
Behold... behold to my surprise
They see an old man grey and wise
And to the amazement of all souls
His eyes are just two peeping holes
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
TO PAUL
Upon request of a friendly friend
I finally moved... I finally bend
He asked me to write some words in rhyme
Suitable to print in The Main Line
Can you imagine... silly sweet me
Picked for this honour with smiling plea
There was no way that I'd say no
That's why these words are in this show
The subject he said... doesn't matter at all
As long as it is decent... neat and small
So what you are reading believe it or not
Are silly words still fresh and hot
So dear Paul... for this wintery season
I wrote you a poem without rhyme or reason
One demand however... with a silent smile
Please leave me anonymous for a while
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
TREASURE
Once I found a lovely treasure
It was beautiful and gave me pleasure
The owner came and put in his claim
And now I am lonely and without aim
However for the time that it was mine
It gave me a lovely glow and shine
And now to everybody's satisfaction
I live faintly on pure reflection
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
UNTIL I DIE
I met her just in passing by
And yet I'd love her until I die
How can I live without her glow
If she or I would ever go
I'm torn between my sense and plight
And really want to do what's right
I want this feeling until forever
And to be without her... never never
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
VISIT
I look out of this window way up high
I see the earth... the birds and the sky
The birds and the people are busy as ever
But which of the two is really clever?
Today is the day... she might appear
Our eyes will meet when we are near
And neither earth... nor birds nor sky
Will feel our love and know just why
My lovely lady please do not delay
My soul and heart are in dismay
And never.... not even when I die
Will I tell the earth... nor birds nor sky
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WHAT'S NEW
Since I cannot wait until you go
Here it is... please read it slow
It's been on my mind for quite some time
It's written now in verse and rhyme
Dear Shirley of all the girls I ever met
There is but one I can't forget
And do not ask... which one or who
Dear Blond... it is lovely You
And if anybody ever wants to know
What's new or slyly on the go
Please do not tell them for a while
You say lots and gently smile
And for times to come my lovely Blond
I hope your days in smiles respond
So let the time you're spending here
Put your heart and soul in higher gear
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WHO IS WHO
Things around here change so fast
They sound like rumors of the past
Nobody knows who is who or who does what
Or who the hell mismanaged that
All I can do is sit right back
And fold my hands behind my neck
Humming again this same old song
If you don't plan things go wrong
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WINDOW
In this hospital ten floors tall
I look out the window and see it all
The trees... the cars and the people
And way beyond... the slimmest steeple
The sun is shining and the world looks fine
This hospital window is what I call mine
And never in a hundred years
Felt I so good and shout out cheers
Close to this tower and left of the steeple
Is where I live with my wife and people
That's where my street is and my home
That's where my thoughts and soul do roam
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WORDS AND ME
With my mind in neutral gear
I dream afar and never here
Somewhere out in way-be-yonder
Is my mind full of dare and wonder
The words flow slowly in and out
And sometimes I could yell and shout
My mind is loaded full of stuff
I cannot write it fast enough
And sometimes my dear old foe
The words but stick and never flow
And other times my enemy
I write and write and out comes me
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
YOUTHFUL SPRING
In this office with no windows and sun
There never is too much fun
It's dull and dreary and kind of thin
Until my Debbie... my smile comes in
Without any cause or reason why
She floods all feelings sad and wry
With smiles that reach my heart and soul
She makes me feel completely whole
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WE ARE ONE UNTIL WE DIE
Love me tender love me hard
With your words and your regard
Love me deeply love me just
With your passion and your lust
Love me right love me wrong
With your eyes and your tongue
Love me total love me alone
With your sigh and your groan
Love me heavy love me light
With your weakness and your might
Love me slowly love me fast
With your pleasure and your blast
Love me always love me now
With your promise and your vow
Love me hot love me cold
With your shyness and your bold
I love you and you love me
Whatever come... whatever be
Because as sure... as sky is sky
We are One until we die
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
DEAR MUSIC
His music is like an innovation
While his songs are pure inspiration
The beauty of his sound and song
Unfolds my soul and I belong
His voice is touching soul and mind
Playing thoughts and brain so kind
In all my days and years since past
This beautiful sound will last and last
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
HOSPITAL PROCEDURE
Doctor Peeremi with the beautiful skin
Is a total lady outside and in
Her gentle manner and sincere concern
Made me feel glad that it was my turn
Her questions are many and few are hard
With full devotion she is on her guard
One thing however was never asked
That here and now will be fully unmasked
All her inquiries were of the physical kind
None whatsoever were concerning the mind
So for all to know without any hurt
I am dedicated... mystical and alert
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
MARY... DEAR MARY
Dear doctor McBean... busy as ever
Somehow strikes me as average clever
She's very proficient with a touch of a smile
And writing my history took quite a while
Very effective and to the point
She examined every muscle and every joint
Little is missed and what is does not count
She definitely concluded I am safe and sound
Except for one area and that's really inside
It's the area I feed and the juices collide
So in total confusion and I don't know why
I keep on eating and blow-up the sky
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
CHARLENE... CHARLENE
A nurse like Charlene in case you didn't know
Always feels good and never is low
Her beautiful style is very contagious
It makes a dead man feel wild and courageous
If you ever feel down or totally out
Just call on her and look at her snout
Somehow she's got this personal style
That makes you feel good and silently smile
So do not forget to go and see her
Because her personal touch will make you purr
But never however call her in vain
She'll blast you out... causing you pain
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NOT YOUNG... NOT OLD
Opposite this wall through windows dim
Completely grey and fairly slim
There was this man not young not old
Reflecting thoughts sincere and bold
Another day in the same old trend
Seems to linger without end
One of those... the same old past
With belly-aches that last and last
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
BRIGHTFULL CHEER
No name-tag at all but smokes for two
Playing the game of who is who
At one time she gave a name with an A
But who can remember when old and grey
Whatever it is... I could not care
I am only watching her figure and hair
Definitely cheerful and a face to match
A joyful pleasure worthwile to catch
A smile from heaven a joy for men
Too bad I am sick and tied to a can
However... however some day in time
I might be reborn and stand in line
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
ETERNAL HEART
Yes... dear Brenda for every deed
Your hands are used for fashion and need
And in your life and its short duration
They are your hands... but God's donation
They are on loan as a priceless possession
To use for work in your healing profession
They are Nature's gift for love to share
And they definitely make a beautiful pair
For in your life still young and smart
The actions of hands form your heart
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
STEAL A ROSE TO SAVE YOUR NOSE
In this nice and shiny can
You'll find the remains of a living man
Many trips and straight direction
Accumulated this collection
The smell will travel mighty high
When you open up the lid to eye
And never in this earth domain
Will your nose be just the same
I the accomplish... I am your friend
And possibly drive you around the bend
But if it wasn't for me and others many
This hospital would not make a penny
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WATER GIRL
A smile as bubbly as a stream
Yes... she's certainly worth a scream
So yell for water sprinkling fresh
To soak your drying tongue and flesh
She is the favorite water girl
That takes your heart just for a swirl
With her to improve you don't need a pill
Just call on her... you certainly will
In every hostipal corridor or hall
She has a drink welcome to all
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
JEANETTE THE STAR
Many a night at hours late
All I do is wait and wait
For this shining star to reappear
To shine so brilliant and so clear
A pleasant laugh completely free
For all the patients and for me
May this pleasing brightful star
Shine her light for long and far
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NEW YEAR WISH
May this place for ever and ever
See doctors and nurses more clever than clever
And that they never feel the slightest bit odd
To ask for assistance from their boss and God
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NEW DAY
On this morn as any other day
I just get up and slowly pray
And every day I'm greyer and older
My beliefs are growing bolder and bolder
Somehow deep within my brain
There is this force with mighty gain
And I use this inspirational force
To find my start... to find my source
I somehow hope from now on in
I'll walk this path so razor thin
Please send me lots of inspiration
For this short life and its duration
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
WATER - GIRL
A smile as bubbly as a stream
Yes... she's certainly worth a scream
So yell for water sprinkling fresh
To soak your drying tongue and flesh
She is the favorite water girl
That takes your heart just for a swirl
With her to improve you don't need a pill
Just call on her... you certainly will
In every hostipal corridor or hall
She has the stuff... most welcome to all
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
JEANETTE THE STAR
Many a night at hours late
All I do is wait and wait
For this shining star to reappear
To shine so brilliant and so clear
A pleasant laugh completely free
For all the patients and for me
May this pleasing brightful star
Shine her light for long and far
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NEW YEAR WISH
May this place for ever and ever
See doctors and nurses more clever than clever
And that they never feel the slightest bit odd
To ask for assistance from their boss and God
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
NEW DAY
On this morn as any other day
I just get up and slowly pray
And every day I'm greyer and older
My beliefs are growing bolder and bolder
Somehow deep within my brain
There is this force with mighty gain
And I use this inspirational force
To find my start... to find my source
I somehow hope from now on in
I'll walk this path so razor thin
Please send me lots of inspiration
For this short life and its duration
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
LIGHT BUT HEAVY
I am a ball
Any size
I fit any hole
I am selfimposed fullness
Sometimes I feel puffy
I roll easy because I am heavy
People like me because of my size
I have no colour
Mostly dirt
I used to be shiny
Now I'm scratched all over
I have no navel but am all eye
I have no brain
Just gravity
Once I fell in a hole
I don't move until kicked in the guts
This does not hurt
I am mostly holes anyway
Filling one
The atoms I am know this best
I am a universe by itself
I have no sun
Just light
I am a light ball
People know me for my guts
I am banged around a lot
My equilibrium is perfect
I never fall
I am always dropped
My scratches make me invisible
My surface keeps me going
Don't ever wash or polish me
You'll end up with zilch
People call me an all around good ball
Solid and rare
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
OFFICE ROUTINE
Notwithstanding the fact that we are facing
temporary forces seemingly greater than ourselves
We try and try again and do our work our way
We do not frustrate
We do not despair
We know that these seemingly greater forces
do not see as clearly on our level as we do
We do not blame them
We understand
And smile
And whether we win or lose
It does not matter
Because we fight our battle on their terms
With the weapon of rightness on our side
Knowledge
And being the victors or defeated
Is of no importance
For it is the glory of the battle that counts
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
OBSERVATIONS
What else could this writing be
But pearls to swines
For men who are but busy eating
With gapers full of food
While mumbling words of cheating
With talk so base in thought
Not worth the mere repeating
And stomachs so full and wide around
That genitals cannot be found
With heads so full of fat
Yet scheming raw deceiting
Yes such a loathsome form of life
The animals are deleting
And by what else
Could this so fine and literary art
Be but answered by burp and fart
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
MY MASTER ADAM
Do I then do the dishes
While you slyly sneak about
Watching all that wiggles
Beneath a pretty snout
Ogling bouncing boobs that
Seems so firm and stout
Do I then carry garbage
And do the wash to boot
While you behave like Adam
And care for me no hoot
For sure I'll fix your very crank
And please your rotten root
I'll dress up like a dame you know
In pure delight conceit
And pass on by your back porch stand
And flare in pure deceit
Your eyes will open up
Until they are perfect round
And I'll seduce encounter
By flirt and sexy sound
And then my master Adam
Your shrimp will grind the ground
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
DEDICATION
She was a dame
Beguiled with flair
With subtle movements
Bewitched and rare
With face and eyes
Inviting the deepest trance
To male of sorts
Who took the chance
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
~ End of My Earlier Poems ~
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JUST WHAT I SEE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Am I to write... for Man to read
in Letters to be upon agreed?
No... Hell no... I write what's Me
and spell in Words just what I see.
And if it's you who I offend
still let me be your steady Friend.
For what you hear... in what I say
are only Words... in perfect play.
Read it... like it.. or disagree...
I only write... just what I see.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01003-1979/80
A SPIRIT DIVINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Blare out these Lines loud and bold
renewing Sense that's grown too old
Blare them out in Sky and Space
renewing Mind in Soul Embrace
Blare them out and feel my Sound
renewing Thoughts that have unwound
Blare them out and hear the Sooth
renewing you with total Truth
Blare them out Line for Line
renewing you... a Spirit Divine.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01004-1979/80
I LIVE.... I CARVE... I REMEMBER
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To live is carving Memory
deep within the Soul.
To die is to remember
the Lines of Carving.
To improve is to live again
and to remember it all.
We all carve again... and again
until Time Unfinished.
Many Lives... and many Carvings
are needed.
Understanding of Life
and the Adherence of the Law
make the Body Immortal.
Without Disease.... without Death.
Carving the Soul is Painful.
It takes endurance... and Light.
The Light of the Intelligence
guides carving and remembrance
to Perfection in Eternity.
I live.... I carve... I remember.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01005-1979/80
FROM BEGINNING TO END
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am but a leaf in a forest of many
sparkling and shining in colours like any.
Living to fall in pure delight
in colours a plenty... brilliant and bright.
I was in the making since Time's begun
living in pleasure and fed by the sun.
The wind is my pillow... the night is my rest
to be just one leaf is what I do best.
Displaying my colours in endless pursuit
washed by the rain and sustained by my root.
I am but a part of this friend my tree
I am but a leaf... but I also am me.
I did not ask to be here at all
neither do I know... my time in the fall.
I am what I am... but a leaf from a tree
resting on wind... in sun that is free.
I am part of creation and when I do fall
I am just asleep... still part of it all.
For tomorrow I rise and sustain my friend
and live yet again from beginning to end.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01006-1979/80
AND PERFECT SOUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At death in becoming completely free
I leave this body.. that is not me.
I advance as in a dream-alive
my shell will rot... but I survive.
For once again... upon the end
I leave behind my body-friend.
Some roads I found too much inclined
and some I took were self designed.
For on this path of thoughts and deeds
I walked some roads for ego's needs.
But on this planet... this Cosmic-School
one should not be a body-fool.
For fools but arrive... to but return
from Planes-Divine to life's sojourn.
So lay your path... to find your goal
with roads inclined and perfect Soul.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01007-1979/80
NO OTHER MUSIC
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
From the Lute of God... I am but one note
and when God plays... I perform.
I rise and meet the Rays of the Sun
in blended Brilliance.
There I meet my Brothers and Sisters
we form a beautiful melody that engulfs us.
We dance... and the rhythm
propels us to the highest heights.
We reach the levels of delight and ecstasy...
in Nirvanic Trance.
God plays until Eternity embraces
the infinite rainbow.
We are rapturous delightful colors.
We listen to the infinite nuances
of God's Symphony.
We are this Symphony... we did not know.
We are listening and composing with God...
We Are The Song of Songs.
The Song of Songs composed by Love.
From the Lute of God... I am but one note
God plays and I perform forever.
There is... no other Music!
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01008-1979/80
BY TOUCHING OUR SOUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I talk sex... and crack a joke
I am their guy... I am their bloke.
The more degrading or base the end
the more I rise and be their friend.
But when I talk of God Divine
their faces change... I'm out of line.
Their friendship ends and they feel itchy
they feel offended... they feel twitchy.
Why is it... that when I touch their Soul
they feel embarrassed... out of control.
And how can I... to my friends reveal
the Secret of Life... the Goal so Real?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01009-1979/80
A TOUCH OF GRACE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The emptiness within my Soul
cries for fulfillment of the Whole.
I need to find its deepest Core
and fill it up with Self some more.
So that the echos of my mind
do not rebounce or sound unkind.
So feeling-thoughts will be my norm
to fill my space and give me form.
The emptiness filled up with Me
is what determines what I will be.
For the difference between you and I
is the way we feel and see the sky.
So let me be... and feel some more
to fill myself from core to core.
With thoughts of us... this earthly Race
with kindness and a touch of Grace.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01010-1979/80
AND MAKE IT GROW
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There is no Time or Distance I do fear
for in my thoughts they are but here.
Within my mind I but create
the limits in which I self-relate.
But to my Spirit... eternal free
my Consciousness does silent plea
to raise my limits to Infinite Space
to the multi-dimensional Spirit Race.
Still yet... as man... since Time's begun
in all I am....
I see the Sun... the Moon
the Stars... the Worlds-Sublime
as unfolding Thoughts... since Eons'-Time.
But yet... oh God... in Space Divine
show me the space... I could call mine?
Teach me your Wisdom... your Eternal Glow
enlighten my Spirit... and make it grow.
Yes teach me your Wisdom... your Eternal Glow
enlighten my Spirit... and make it grow.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01011-1979/80
IN DIFFERENT FORM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This mind... this matter... it is not chance
that I awakened out of trance.
This entity... body... mind and Soul
are part and total of the Whole.
Enhancing sights of worlds in motion
created divinely by God's Devotion.
It is but the wandering... foolish thought
that creates the questions that are wrought.
In reality mind and matter are the same
but form a puzzle like God's name.
So are the concepts time and space
baffling man from race to race.
They are but puzzles... to be inquired
but form God's total as desired.
From deep within... it's my conclusion
that time and space is our illusion.
And God's sum of mind and matter
is God's energy in different scatter.
So in this Universe...
this Concept Divine
Mind and Matter... Space and Time
Thought and Substance in every norm
are the Infinite One in different form.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01012-1979/80
IN GOD'S... YOUR TIME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Eons ago... when you and I
were only dust in darkened sky
the Primal One or All That Is
created Man to be his bliss.
And through the ages we lived and learned
explaining Life... to them concerned.
But the primal question... how you and I
descended from this darkened sky
is still unknown as it should be
for who are we... for who are we?
We are not asked to know or to explain
the Splendid Works in Earth Domain.
For no human... in whatever form
has the knowing of Cosmic Norm.
We should but listen to the voice inside
and by this Law in awe abide.
For every creature... high or low
is but a Spark of Cosmic Glow.
So with this Cosmic Light inside
look into skies and worlds-awide.
And wonder... about this work Sublime
in awe and pleasure in God's... your Time.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01013-1979/80
GREATER THAN TIME AND SPACE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have traveled the Road
from its very beginning.
And I will proceed
toward its very end.
No Power in the World
and no Force in the Universe
can delay me.
For I am the way I am
because of the Road.
Which is lonely and full of Obstacles.
Ever climbing.... but beautiful.
I know but the part I travelled
and it is the Unknown I long for.
The Road and I will meet in Infinity
and there I will find my Soul.
Eternal.... and in Perfect Order.
Equal to the Spirit of Obstacles
and greater than Time and Space.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01014-1979/80
FOR THE WILL THAT DELVES
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes... I know...
while they are still groping
for I have been...
where they still stare.
Yes... I have found...
the Truth that's hidden
by the Earth that is not there.
For the Truth... that is my Knowledge
is the Knowledge that comes free
by the Light of the Intelligence
that's hidden deep obscured by me.
To free the Light of the Intelligence
is to agonize the Inner Mind
with the pain of deeper thinking
about one's-self and Human kind.
Within the mystery of Human thinking
is the point of no return
that will be found in Books of Wisdom
from the Wise of this sojourn.
It is the Treasure of Understanding
that within our very selves
lives the Light for the Enlightenment
waiting for the Will that delves.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01015-1979/80
THAT THEY DO MISS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Wondering at the Man I am
I question the part
I am of Man.
Am I enough of Man as is
or am I just the part
they miss.
Or am I the part
that in its play
brought Man to gloom
and deep dismay?
Oh... could I
but be of greater Soul
enlarging Man in total Whole.
And be just more
a man of bliss
to fill the part
that they do miss.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01016-1979/80
AS WAS FORETOLD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Multitudes of People of all kinds and size
have reality reflected into their eyes
from shadows on the wall they face
and think they see the world and space.
And by the patterns on their blind wall
they study Man and know it all.
Should ever one just turn around
to leave and ascend to higher ground
the dimensions of Truth at last
would show the ignorance of the past.
And upon seeing the Truth and Light
he would sense his duty and his plight
and so return to past and place
bestowed in time to tell his race.
But finds... that all in blinding stare
still study Man in dark despair.
No words of wisdom or kind appeal
do make them turn to Life that's real.
The fascination of the world in slime
enslaves and binds them to their crime.
And their opinions and their will
slants the Enlightener for their kill.
For they believe to live so well
with Spirits dead and Souls in Hell.
And the Reality-Beyond that was behold
was God-Itself... as was foretold.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01017-1979/80
YOUR FINAL GOAL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am the Poet who died and left
and was of his due recognition bereft.
But now I relive to continue still
to speak with power and determined will.
I speak with inspiration from Planes Divine
to create again the words that are mine.
I do not respeak for the recognition I need
but to bring a message for you to heed.
So pay attention to the time I am around
for the message I repeat has no hollow sound.
"In this World where you live
in company with your Brother
and your Eternal Soul
you are to live and remember
your ultimate Purpose and final Goal"
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01018-1979/80
OF WHAT'S TO BE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I but reflect on space that's dead
producing feelings loaded with lead.
I but reflect on rock and stone
creating feelings bare and alone.
So... in brilliant sun
with shivering will.
I speak in words
with deadly skill.
In brilliant Sun
with rays that are me.
I repeat and repeat
this urgent plea.
"To Make The Light Abundant And Free
Yes... Clearer Yet... For Them To See"
"For life as known to you and me
is but a part of what's to be"
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01019-1979/80
WEIRD AND ODD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I travel through space at enormous speed
in shape and form of human breed.
I travel around by day and night
sustained by earth and blinding light.
I but see my ego's need
and do not have belief or creed.
Only to pleasure do I respond
and I don't care what is beyond.
I am but only bones and blood
and fully grown from dust and mud.
No questions ever are in my mind
that lead to answers of different kind.
For I do not want to know... and why
this world keeps racing through the sky.
Me and my pleasure form a total whole
and I don't care about no Soul.
I rather spend my day and night
plucking fruits in equal flight.
For as long as I have my meat and bone
I leave my Spirit-Soul alone.
How could such Spirits ever be...
for you can't be... what you can't see.
And people who believe in God...
they are but silly... weird and odd.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01020-1979/80
THE ONE THAT'S ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Often... in the space I seem to be
I cannot find the one that's me.
Therefore I search for Light
and flightly flee
to lift my eyes to them that see.
I am not like the flowers and the bee
they do not seem to think like me.
For they enjoy their life as life
whereas I but find a daily strife.
Where can I rest in space at rest
creating peace and rest at lest.
Where can I go and secretly flee
to be myself... the one that's me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
01021-1979/80
MY BROTHER MAN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Is not feeling for you...
sending Loving Thoughts?
And isn't Loving...
sending Thoughts with Feelings?
While Praying... must be both?
And all of it...
the Expression of the Soul.
Raised to Infinite Perfection
equal
to the Light of the Supreme.
So let my Feelings...
and Thoughts...
and Loving...
be for You...
my Brother Man.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02022-1979/80
IN WHICH I CARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Do I then leave the ones I know
and join my sphere... my welcome glow?
Do I then leave the loving past
and join a sphere that might not last?
Do I then sever the ties that bind
and search for love I might not find?
Do I then cut my life in parts
and cry and cry for broken hearts?
Do I then sever from them for me
and find my life ... yet cannot be?
Do I then leave for sights unknown
that do not reflect in minds of stone?
Oh... Force Divine... provide the Light
to make me choose beyond my might.
Oh... Force Divine... with me... do share
this human life... in which I care.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02023-1979/80
TO THE KINGDOM OF GOD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your Body... this Machine...
incredible as ever.
Cells and Molecules...
to be counted never.
A circling Dance in Nature's Game...
speaking and listening to your Name.
But who is the Who... that masters You?
Who is the Who... that really is You?
The Master my Friend is the You without End
the Spirit Sublime of Space and Time.
The You Eternal from Light-Divine
the You forever... without Decline.
The You that must live...
the You that must learn...
to abide and to give...
to ascend and return...
against all Evil and Odd
to the Kingdom of God.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02024-1979/80
HEAVEN'S BEAUTY INKLING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Praying is not folding hands
and slipping beads for wear.
It is not mumbling words
in endless droning stare.
It is not falling down on knees
and dreading pain of kneeling.
It is not killing thoughts
in minds to dull for feeling.
But it is...
the reverence of your thoughts
of Earth in Space-Suspense
the joyfulness of summer
and nightly storms so tense
the mystery of the sky
begun in eons hence
the beauty of the flowers
with strength in equal sense.
Yes... praying is the awe of mind
to the One We Are in kind
it is the looking into our Soul
with feelings interlinking.
It is the surrendering of ourselves
without a moment's thinking
to the pleasure of being Man
and Heaven's Beauty inkling.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02025-1979/80
AND KNOWS WHAT IS RIGHT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Had we but listened to the Voice that spoke
Had we but listened to the Stranger in cloak.
Had we but listened to the Sound that rose
Had we but listened to the Man who arose.
But times have gone by
with cultures and revolutions
While churches and religions
have brought no solutions.
So... here we are today in complete confusion
while the World of Man pukes in profusion.
But the Supreme Intelligence in its Wisdom Galore
has given us the choice as was done before.
For IT created Man...
with an Inner Voice of Light
So that each one of us can listen...
and knows what is right.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02026-1979/80
WHO ARE IN DISMAY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How can I share
the world that's me?
How can I share
the thoughts that plea?
How can I share
the mind that's mine?
How can I share
my Sphere Divine?
Should I then stand at corner stone
and speak... and speak... to me alone?
Should I then shout from building's roof
the words to them so quite aloof?
How can I give this gift that's given
to them on Earth that are but driven
by wealth of dirt and plies of stuff
so puffing up... yet not enough?
How can I give this Gift Divine
to Minds of Man equal to mine?
How can I rest and feel at ease
when wars are flaring... and is no Peace?
How can I rest... or pass on by
while Minds of Man offend the sky?
I can but love and do my best
while Minds of Man must do the rest
I can but love and silently pray
for Minds of Man... who are in dismay.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02027-1979/80
IS LIVING
~~~~~~~~~
Life is to learn
to reduce wants to nothing.
And to be happy
is to not desire.
For to be unhappy... is to want.
To learn to reduce wants to nothing
makes the smallest gift a pleasure.
Givers and Wanters...
meet in the end.
For both... Life is too short.
But Givers live...
and Wanters suffer.
To learn this with Pleasure... is Living.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02028-1979/80
REPEATEDLY
~~~~~~~~~~
It is the feeling
beyond and behind words
that expresses Thought.
For Thoughts do not come in Words.
Thoughts live.
Thoughts are Beings.
Thoughts are Patient.
Thoughts wait forever
in order to become fulfilled.
Wrong Thoughts... return.
They cause disease... sickness
and Death... repeatedly.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02029-1979/80
NONE OF IT IS PLEASURE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Patience... is endurance... without pain.
It is the understanding of Time
without killing it.
Patience...
is Time... waiting...
without forgetting it.
It is longing for Acceptance...
effortlessly.
Patience...
is the Temporance of the Soul.
None of it...
is Pleasure.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02030-1979/80
DIVINE-MYSTIQUE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am but a tiny part of Soul
and part of others in control
The part I am.... with my body as tool
is learning the lessons of Cosmic-School.
This Cosmic-School... this Planet Earth
in which I enrolled right after birth
is a training place... yes pure unique
in this Universe... Divine-Mystique.
I am to learn to get along
and still yet feel that I belong
as part of Souls from Planes-Divine
that guide and direct me into line.
By thoughts that are my inspiration
to find my place in God's Creation
And become an individual-self-unique
in this my Universe... Divine-Mystique.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02031-1979/80
BY HAND AND TEAR
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I sit and wait...
inspiration passes by
with words that are but slurr.
No signs are written in the sky
my mind is but a blurr.
But when I sleep and dream....
inspiration is the norm.
With words that tumble down
without a thought or form.
Yes... then I write....
- Poems Crystal Clear -
expressed in sound I hear.
But when I get my pen and ink
I find that I can't think.
That's why the scratches written here
are carved by hand and tear.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02032-1979/80
DEAD FOR SURE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Trivial words
of pouring purr
Spoken in habit
of daily slurr
From man to man
and wife to wife
Completely fills
their daily life.
And if you ever interject
with subjects of some more respect
You'll find a silence so abrupt
as if you were the most corrupt.
And if you ever mention God
you'll find a silence really odd.
And mentioning 'death'
is a killing cure.
For you'll be forever
dead for sure.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02033-1979/80
BY THE LIGHT FROM ABOVE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Atoms and Electrons
in a dazzling game
form my body
and call my name.
But where is the "I"...
that "I" call "I"
to govern this mess...
so soon to die?
The governing "I"
that really is "ME"
is the Spark-Divine
that "I" can't see.
The Spark-Divine
that's part of the Whole.
My Higher Self...
I call my Soul.
It's a Gift-Sublime
to be returned
when the lessons of Life
are fully learned.
The lessons of Life
the lessons of Love.
The Trial of ME...
by the Light from Above.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02034-1979/80
WHEN I LISTEN TO MY SOUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Inside myself.... there is this voice
that never leaves me any choice
When I just listen and let it be
feelings are good and guilty free.
Sometimes though.... because I'm Human
I slyly lower my acumen
And every time the deed is done
feelings are down and freedom's gone.
I become enslaved to bad distraction
while my Total is but a fraction
of this so perfect balanced Whole
when I listen to my Soul.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02035-1979/80
THIS IS MY SONG
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Could I then just by utter chance
Take some words and make them dance?
And form some truth in rhyme and reason
In good and evil... in trust and treason.
Or arrange a playful melody
With rhythm and soothing harmony
Of syllables in perfect measure
Neatly produced to be of pleasure.
And bring about this sense sublime
From words and words in rhythmic rhyme
To give to you 'of finer threads'
A sense of 'heaven's wine and breads'.
And give to you for beauty's sake
A ray of light from morning's break.
For life that's lived for gold alone
Is hard as rock and cold as stone.
So read this verse and yell it loud
Into the street... into the crowd
For words in rhyme and rhythmic song
Can never be too loud... or long.
And while you do this... beat a gong.
To make you feel... that you belong.
And tell the world... this is my song
And tell the world... this is my song.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02036-1979/80
A PLEASURE TO ASK
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My attitude is the position of my inner mind
kept open to openness of any kind.
It is the graceful adjusting of my mental-sail
that eases my Being through lull and gale.
It's an organic state or readiness to respond
from within myself... from the deepest beyond.
To be held firmly... yet loosely enough
to accept life's facts... easy and tough.
It's composed by experience... knowledge and time
and formed by character and thoughts sublime.
Directed by the heart and the inner voice
of Quality-Divine and perfect choice.
It determines the person... it determines the 'I'
to guide my Being till the time I'll die.
To find the direction for the path-untrod
to say it in short... my attitude is God.
Because to withstand the Forces of Life
I must conquer the sweet... I must conquer the strife.
For me... to do this alone is an impossible task
but when my attitude is God... it's a pleasure to ask.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02037-1979/80
OUR DONATION
~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I could shape the Dream in you
and lead you beyond the heaven's blue
I would show you... the one and only part
the ever seeing Eye of the inner heart.
That sees by feeling the thoughts of mind
that we are creatures of the Master's Kind
That sees by desire from the beginning of time
the Cosmic Master as the only Prime.
But the way to Truth has never been shown
and is the most impossible... ever to be known
For the path to God... is but seen in a gleam
in our heart's desire... the Human Dream.
So by my shaping... the Dream in you
you will slowly see... why the sky is blue
You'll find the Mover... of the ebb and tide
by looking for Truth... deep inside.
The inner heart that forever sees
listens to thought... and inner pleas
and lets us know... that in God's Creation
the search for Truth is our Donation.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02038-1979/80
TO BE A CHILD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Take all the Time
to be yourself
For soon enough
you're on the shelf.
Resembling a silent pile of dust...
resulting from I must... I must.
Take all the time to see the Sky
and open-up your Inner Eye.
For the Knowledge that creates the 'YOU'
ceases the question... 'Who' is 'Who'.
And remember.....
Existing... is done by thoughts run wild.
While living is.....
TO BE A CHILD...
TO BE A CHILD.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02039-1979/80
IN WORDS OF SONG
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have 'kinged' them.... I've 'kinged' them... and yet
The feelings that are left... the naggings that fret
The sense of satisfaction or completion of the goal
Do not complete... or do not make me whole.
Yes...
in my days of glory...
in my time of might and shine
I was the King... the Superior...
when the world was totally mine.
But now...
my mind is restless...
my satisfaction feeble shy
For I denied the Creator...
the Ruler of the Sky.
Because through God... and God alone... sublime
I had my Days of Glory... I had my superior time.
And now... by twisting and by turning
within my blown-up mind
I recognize the Master...
the Ruler of my kind.
To God... in all Its Glory... I bow in silent grief
For in the power I assumed... I became a lowly thief.
Forgive me...
God Almighty...
forgive me for my wrong.
And let my Spirit praise YOU.... in deeds...
in words and song.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02040-1979/80
ONE TOTAL WHOLE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Innermost Sanctum of my unfolding mind
contains a Temple of a Sacred Kind.
Hidden within...
beyond the Shadow of Light...
is a Force of Power and Glorious Might.
A Power of Love...
and desires to please...
to help my kind...
to a Pedestal of Ease.
To show them the Joy and Feelings Divine
of comfort and bliss.... I cannot define.
For in this Temple... in my Expanding Domain
there is an abundance of a different Plane.
An unlimited Storehouse of Exuberant Power
to make them see... to make them flower.
Flower in Spirit...
flower in Soul...
to make them and God...
One Total Whole.
Yes this is my Secret...
yes... this is my Goal.
God... my Fellows... and I
ONE TOTAL WHOLE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02041-1979/80
BECAUSE I AM
~~~~~~~~~~~~
A thousand times I have tried
A thousand times I have died
A thousand times I have returned
And a thousand times I have yet learned.
And for every time... that I am...
I am I.... as part of Man.
Bestowed with Gifts....
from Powers Above....
to learn to Think....
to learn to Love.
Conscious of the Law to heed...
I'll try again and will succeed.
Fulfilling the Law in true dedication
by the multiple choice of reincarnation.
A thousand times I shall yet live
A thousand times I shall yet give
Thought to Creation...
and to Man
For God is...
because I am.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02042-1979/80
AND MAN CALLS IT LOVE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Steeped in materialism and raised on logic and facts
I have a cold reasoning ego... that never reacts.
I have no fear and no anger... no worry... no hate.
I have no feelings... no emotions....
no belief... and no fate.
I like intolerable music and I am far over-sexed.
With a computer as brain I am never perplexed.
I have a disdain for sickness...
and scorn the poor.
I am greedy about money...
and crafty as a whore.
I am cool as marble and never do cry
I am the Master of Me...
and never caught with a lie.
I have no father... no mother...
and not a friend I call mine.
I am a perfect creature...
and oblivious to crime.
I am so self-satisfied....
that no desire is left.
Asking favours from others.... to me would be theft.
One thing is but missing... of which I know little of
It's the least I do need... and Man calls it Love.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
02043-1979/80
AS A SPIRIT DIVINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On my journey through Space
there is no about face
There is no beginning... there is no end
Forever forwards in an infinite trend.
There is no Distance... nor Time
I could not call mine
Because before I was I
My Home was the Sky.
Yet in Person and Mind
I was of a similar kind
With no Body... yet Soul
I was part of the Whole.
Looking back on it all
My remembrance is but small
But I definitely know
I was part Spirit... part Glow.
Yet now in a Body of Flesh
I can look at it fresh
And as far as I can see
I am part God... and part me.
Because my Body... Mind... and Eternal Soul
Make-up One Entity... One Perfect Whole
Still flying through Space
Like my Kind... like my Race.
Of a highly specialized kind
Is my Identity and my Mind
Made up of Spirit and Soul
It is but a Part.... yet it is Whole.
Outside my Body is my Spirit and Mind
Influenced by Others... of every Kind
By Divine Inspiration and Infinite Glow
Enlightened in Spirit... forever I'll grow.
No way to return... no way to retrace
For now.... I'm of the Human Race
Destined to use this Material Plane
For Spiritual Growth and Useful Gain.
In my body... this Space-suit...
from the time of my Birth
I will live... I will die...
on this Planet called Earth
To manifest Life... in God's Creation Sublime
And return to myself... as a Spirit Divine.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03044-1979/80
OF IMMEASURABLE GRACE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For every blade of grass I see
For every flower...
for every tree
I look up...
into the Sky so Blue
And wonder...
who am I...
and who are YOU?
Oh God...
make me...
as a Member of your Race
by your slightest touch...
of Immeasurable Grace.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03045-1979/80
FOR YOU TO ENJOY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The greatest Importance...
in Life my Friends
are the proper actions...
before it ends.
Because after the transition to the Beyond from here
you have arrived at a lonely pier.
Your do's and don't's from the life just past
will speak for you... and are weighed at last.
So... never ever... do ever forget
that life as it should be...
is sweetness and sweat.
Just make certain...
that while you are here
you come loaded with Gold
at the final pier.
And only with Gold...
that you know how to employ
can you build a Garden...
for you to enjoy.
(Gold is knowing how to use your Mind)
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03046-1979/80
IN LIGHT AND LOVE DO WE EXCEL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I do pass... and seemingly die
just gently pause... but do not cry.
For this my Body... that lies so still
was but the shell of my living will.
I died but live... and I'm still me
through death... I'm born... completely free.
My Soul... my Spirit... is still with you
with God and Friends I live... I be and do.
And when this phase will come for you
the rewards deserved are coming true.
For in this Plane...
where Spirits dwell
In Light and Love ...
do we excel.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03047-1979/80
FOR TIME TO LAST
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Was I a poet once before?
Did I indeed write score by score?
Where was I... what was my name?
Was I healthy... was I lame?
Was I just I... was I but me?
Am I a person... we should call 'we'?
Well...?
Whatever I was... in lives just past...
I am I now... for time to last.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03048-1979/80
OF YOUR KINGDOM SUBLIME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Every Life in this material Plane
should be lived to make it a Gain.
A Gain to grow in Spirit and Soul
fulfilling its Purpose...
in approaching the Goal.
The Goal to become 'one' with the Cosmic Power
A Desire to be... like an unfolding Flower.
Convinced in Knowledge from the Light Above
That of the virtues of Man...
the Greatest is Love.
For every man with his Soul Divine
will live forever by Cosmic Design.
And in this World... in this material Plane
The purpose of Living...
is Spiritual Gain.
Through infinite Love and immeasurable Grace
the Universe created every Race.
And gave us the Chance to become 'one' with IT
by dedicating our Lives... bit by bit.
Oh... Infinite Wisdom... Infinite Glow
Teach us your Love... and make it grow.
Teach us your Knowledge with patience of Time
And make us your Servants...
of your Kingdom-Sublime.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03049-1979/80
AND SHARING OF BLISS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Now that my Life flows with a faster pace
And there still is not a day I want to retrace
And not a moment I want to repeat or retain
Being afraid to lose momentum or gain
And older in years... and trying so many a probe
I now understand... the purpose on this globe.
It is so simple... and yet my efforts so small
Although I give it my Life... my best... my all.
So to you then my Friends... about to perceive
I dedicate this Poem to make you believe
That my trials... tribulations and adversity
Formed the stepping stones to my sincerity
Yet all my efforts are so tiny... so very little
So fragile... so easily dented... so very brittle.
While the Purpose my Friends... of Life as it is
is Giving... is Loving... and Sharing of Bliss.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03050-1979/80
FAITH
~~~~~
Eternity is not any greater...
than the thought that can think of it.
And yet this thought...
is infinite in and by itself
And Eternal in Time and Space.
For it travels out to the Stars
and back
in the wink of an eye.
To return to its producer.
Since eternal times
each thought is infinite
in Time and Space.
While the Infinity of Time and Space
is but a thought.
A thought of the Master Thinker.
The Master Thinker...
has within itself
the Universe of Thought.
For IT is IT.
IT...created... ALL THAT IS.
Including thinkers like you and I.
How great IT is...
we cannot think of.
For we only have...
mortal comprehension.
Thouhgts like these....
produce and are... FAITH.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03051-1979/80
WHO is WHO
~~~~~~~~~~~~
People seem to think
that the world is theirs.
They act as if they own it.
But in reality....
they are but occupants.
Temporarily.
We are on this world in companionship
with the animals
the forests and flowers.
And although people act
as if they own the world
they still pay rent.
The rent they pay
is evident in two ways...
in either Sorrow and Misery
or
in Recognition and Prayer.
Most do not know....
that they have a choice.
The ones who pay in Sorrow and Misery
are the ones who think
that they own the world.
The ones who pay in Recognition
and prayer
are the ones who do not want it.
They know that the world...
belongs to the Cosmic Universe.
They know.... WHO is WHO.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03052-1979/80
THINK! LOVE! INTUIT!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Talking sometimes confuses
but intuition never does.
It explains.
Reading is listening
without hearing.
While looking is not seeing.
Seeing is not even believing.
Believing is...
what we think to be true.
It's only our reality.
And only one of many realities.
All we see
and all we touch
is only relatively real.
Or an illusion.
And so are we.
We are made that way on purpose.
We are atoms that speak and think
by means of Spirit.
Part of Cosmic One.
Knowing is....
to be conscious of Consciousness.
All of us... know very little.
Not even ourselves.
To learn to be...
conscious of Consciousness
start by being aware.
THINK! LOVE! INTUIT!
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03053-1979/80
WHY YOU... ARE YOU AGAIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your memory of Life and Living
is what you remember after leaving.
And while you rest upon the Sky
you become aware.
You'll become aware...
what it was you did...
and didn't do.
And then you will understand...
why you were you.
You will see then...
that all of it was good.
Good for Learning.
And good for you.
And after an eternal rest...
upon the Memory of God
You'll live again.
To try all over again.
With a fresh outlook.
You will do this...
over and over again.
Until you know...
and understand...
why You...
are You again.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03054-1979/80
BUT NEVER DIES
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Truth...
people never like to hear.
They would rather hear what they like.
And to live...
in continual self-deception...
is what they like best.
They are gullible.
For one big lie repeated repeatedly
gives them faith.
And finally...
they think it to be true.
Being entertained...
is their main purpose.
They have become the clowns.
Materialism is their God.
Commercials their bodily needs.
And angel-cake their helpers.
They read filth.
And revel.
Thinking is their enemy...
and Destiny their curse.
Their Soul is dying...
while their bodies pray for dirt.
Not even their God...
can save them.
The Light that is...
within them all...
is suffering.
But never dies.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03055-1979/80
BY LIVING
~~~~~~~~~
Man will never know...
"The Ultimate Truth"
unless he becomes "The Ultimate Being".
To become The Ultimate Being
Man has to become the "All Knowing".
"All Knowing" is Total Consciousness.
Total Consciousness is attained
by Self-Knowledge.
Total Self-Knowledge is learned in stages.
The stages of Life and Death...
repeated many times.
Man will never know...
"The Ultimate Truth"
and become "The Ultimate Being"
as a Human Being.
He has to become more.
He has to become Divine.
Man as a Human Being...
can only have 'opinions'.
True 'opinions' are obtained
by thinking and intuition.
All People... at all times...
are in the process
of learning this
more and more.
BY LIVING.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03056-1979/80
AND MANY OTHERS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your 'destiny' is your CREATION.
You create it by - Your Actions and Thoughts.
- Your Emotions and Behaviour.
- Your Character and Attitude.
- Your Self-Control and Self-Knowledge.
Your 'destiny' is the Total Sum of your deeds.
You - as of now - are the result of
what you ever have been.
In this life or other lives.
Even your physical shape... form... constitution
or
heredity
is
dependent on you.
You cannot escape ever.
The 'fate' you meet...
is created by YOU.
You can however 'change' or determine...
your 'destiny' in the future.
By planning now... for future lives.
By adjusting - Your Actions and Thoughts.
- Your Emotions and Behaviour.
- Your Character and Attitude.
- Your Self-Control and Self-Knowledge.
Life is...
a pay and learn program.
And nothing is impossible.
BUDDHA DID IT.
JESUS DID IT.
AND MANY OTHERS.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03057-1979/80
THE LIGHT OF BIRTH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Neither my Hands...
nor my Mind...
can grasp the Immensity of the Universe.
And yet my Thoughts there wander.
Into infinite Infinity
and return before I know it.
Telling me...
that although I cannot grasp
this tremendous Space
it is all within me
as much
as I am within it.
And all I see outside of me...
and around me
seems to be unfolding from the inside out
bursting forth
from the Crevasses of my Mind
that is Timeless
and all Space embracing.
For I am part of 'All That Is'
and am
'All That Is'
and ever will be.
For all I see... and am...
is Consciousness.
Hidden in but Earth
I call my Body.
That's why my Freedom
is my Confinement.
For I am trapped by being conscious
of being Man.
While the Mystery of Space
and 'All That Is'
is no greater
than the puzzle I am.
Hunkering to know my God
like an unborn Babe
longs for
the Light of Birth.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03058-1979/80
BECAUSE OF YOU AND ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There are no words to describe
the Light that is invisible
but reflects from your Face
and shows me
Your Inner Smile.
Powered by Sunlight
yet softer than the Moon.
That's why I thus write
of the Beauty I see
of the Innermost Image
of your Soul
that speaks to me.
With Words...
that are inaudibly expressed
and are shown in Feelings.
Feelings of Life in Mirrors
of Understanding and Love
by Colours of Light
that reflect...
You to ME...
so clearly.
I do not know...
I think... I love you.
Love you for what you are
and are not.
I see in you...
the reflection of me.
In colours transparent
that shine forth from you
and say...
that you and I are really One
but only different.
Really One...
but only different
in this our Earth-Time
that really is not
and yet is...
Because of You and Me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03059-1979/80
NUCLEAR PIT
~~~~~~~~~~~
The High Priests of Science
and the Authorities that know
Close their Mind in Confusion
at the sight of an UFO.
Living Creatures... roaming the Sky
in Multi-Form and Glowing Eye
Intelligent Beings on a Higher Plane
How absolutely absurd
How insultingly insane.
There is no Life... in Sky or Space
For we.... here on Earth are the smartest Race.
How dare you to call our attention to it
For we only have time
for a Nuclear Pit.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03060-1979/80
THE SUPREME IN IGNORANCE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I... yes I...
I am the most beautiful Flower
And when I need Sunshine... I demand
And when I need Rain... I have it
And when I need Shelter... I stop the Wind.
And when I bloom...
the World is in awe.
For I am...
the most beautiful Flower.
And at Night... when I dream
I dream about the growth around me.
And then... I wallow in Superiority...
and scorn the dirt.
And forever shall be damned... this grass.
This eternal growth around me...
that dares to entangle my roots.
And when the Sun arises in the morning...
I am the one that shines.
For my Colours are...
the Light in Brilliance.
And when I say so...
the Sun hides its Face...
behind my Rain.
For I... I am the most beautiful Flower...
and the Supreme in Ignorance.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03061-1979/80
NOT JUST BY TWO
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Where are the Moments that we shared?
Where are the Minutes that we cared?
Where is the Touch of your Hand to mine?
Where did we leave our Feelings Divine?
Contented though...
with the Sharing of Thought
Is what those Moments...
for us did wrought.
Never ever though...
my Love... my Serene
will we forget these times
so keen.
Forwards... ever
with no return
with Glances back
that made us learn
that Love and Kindness
and Patience too
can be shared by all...
not just by two.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03062-1979/80
UNTIL BEYOND
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Since Words are but a useless token
we meet and none is spoken.
Our Glances...
connecting Eye to Eye...
carry the Silence of the Sky.
Our Thoughts do meet
and we sustain
the Wisdom and the Inner Pain
of Meetings
in the Inner Shade
with Thoughts in Time we can't evade.
No Light will ever...
show the Pain
born out of Love
so quite insane.
And why can't this silent...
and secret Bond
not be consumed
until Beyond?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
03063-1979/80
TAKE YOUR TIME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If in this Life with daily pressure
I just could lift you
and give you pleasure
that would be Happiness...
it surely would.
I'm wishing and wishing...
that I really could.
For lifting you.... a mile up high
into the lightness of brilliant Sky
is my Wish and my Endeavour.
And I will try and try...
until forever.
And while I sit... and write... and think...
I do not want you tickled pink.
No... just to lift you...
a mile up high
into the lightness of brilliant Sky.
So... when you read this....
and understand
imagine sitting upon God's Hand
while by this little verse and rhyme
I got you smiling
so take your time.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04064-1979/80
AND WILL YET BE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When she looks up and looks at me
there is nowhere else I want to be.
For in her eyes I see the Glance
that takes my Spirit for a Dance.
And then there is her joyful smile
that lights her face... just for a while
Enough to show a gentle ease
of feelings softer than a summer-breeze.
Then...
when I write and think of this
my Soul is just bursting full of Bliss
For not in Heaven will I find
a greater Love... of any kind.
So stay on close... my greatest Love
to lift me to the skies above.
Where I can dream of You and Me
of all that is...
and will yet be.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04065-1979/80
FOR SOULS TO UNFOLD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It's a beautiful day... and I'm free as a bird
I can write what I want... and what's never been heard.
And while I just sit here... with open mind
The words just flow in... friendly and kind.
I really don't know... why this should be so
But maybe some thinking... will help me to know.
I'll give you my opinion... and also my guess
Maybe we'll come... to the bottom of this mess.
Before I was... there were millions before
Who somehow... someway... stand at my door.
And all I have to do... is let my pen guide my hand
Creating words and words... we understand.
It's the Communion of Spirits... who lived before me
Guiding my pen... in the Writings to be.
And I believe that these words... on these simple scrolls
Are received by me... but are created by Souls.
And all I just do... in a way that is but small
is let the ink flow... and have a ball.
For somehow... everyone secretly believes
That it is I... who creates these briefs.
But the Spirit's of Eons... whisper to me
Their Wisdom of Ages... in words that are free.
For me and my readers... both young and old
To be read and enjoyed... for Souls to unfold.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04066-1979/80
I AM THE DREAMER OF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes I...
this Organ of the Universe
tied by a million strings
live but in a dream
and am dreaming.
But Soul...
let me awaken...
and find my Goal.
Yes Soul...
let me seek Aloneness.
And let me take off
on this Mystic Flight.
Undisturbed...
by the Distractions of the Earth.
Where the Vulgar but speak
to the Vulgar.
Yes Soul...
let me take off
into the Flight of the Alone
to the Alone.
To find the Mystic Reality of Creation.
In which I am 'One' with All.
And 'All' in Oneness.
Yes Soul...
let me flee in Solitude.
To find the Dream...
I am the Dreamer of.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04067-1979/80
IN LIVING
~~~~~~~~~
Death...
this dreadful disease
so feared by many
and met by all
is but a sleep
in slumbering Beauty.
A Beauty... created by each man
in his own way.
A living... wherein each man
is yet in touch with equals
likewise in need and wishes.
And connected by Beings
in shared fantasies
and capricious moods.
To last Eternal.
As in a dream without awakening.
Until...
until... again...
we are bambino.
And full of Life...
and Lustre.
Wondering....
from where we came
to find such Beauty...
in Living.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04068-1979/80
IT'S SIMPLE
~~~~~~~~~~~
Whether you believe it or not
or whether you can see it or not
The Truth is still the same.
And unalterable.
The Truth is Love.
And when I say...
that each time I see you...
- I love you a little more -
I speak the Truth.
For whatever you are...
or are not
- Your Total Being is my Being -
and that's why I love you.
For in the Universe...
there is but One Reality.
And that Reality is Love.
A Universe full of it...
With you as part of it.
Part of my Love.
Part of my Truth.
Part of 'All That Is'.
And part of me. It's simple.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04069-1979/80
AND NEVER DIMS COMPLETELY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The preacher... yes... that is the one
the repeater of fairy tales.
About the crosses and the lost Kingdoms
about the sins and the redemptions.
To the Children...
that are but deaf and blind
and are lost between the words
that are repeated.
For the Speakers... before him
whose story he tells
were but repeaters themselves.
And his thoughts...
are but the echo of the Earth
crying for newness and originality.
And all the fear that he instilled
and all the grace he gave abundantly
never brought his Children any closer.
For the Truth... that was there all along...
inside each and every one of them
has been obscured and drowned out
by the words that are repeated.
But the Truth...
that flickering Light of Wisdom
can yet be found... by them
that are but thinking.
For nothing can be hidden too deeply
or it can be rediscovered... anew.
For none of us can be lost
by too many words forever.
Since the Light is always there....
and never dims completely.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04070-1979/80
AND FIND GOD IN YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Before Christ... before Buddha...
and before any creed
was the Love for Life
and called God indeed.
And how this can be...
since the Beginning of Time
will never be solved... by reason or rhyme.
And to all our questions...
of how... for what... or why
the answers are hidden
beyond Earth and Sky.
And neither is it religion
of whatever belief
that will give you the answers
or mind-relief.
For before all religions
and before Man and Mind
was the Love for Life
perfect and kind.
And this Love for Life
called God indeed
created 'All That Is'
and Man in need.
But 'all' you ever...
just have to do
is to look deep inside
and find God in YOU.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04071-1979/80
FOR JUST ONE PAIR
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How can I touch... your Soul so closed
and speak to eyes that seem opposed.
How can I touch... your Soul so hidden
with words and words... that seem forbidden.
How can I touch... your fenced-in mind
enclosed in silence... and burden blind.
How can I touch... your Light inside
when sparkle by sparkle slowly died.
How can I touch... the fire grown cold
with feelings...
and emotions I still behold.
How can I touch... the You in You
knowing my silence ...
will never do.
I therefore speak in words that show
and bring to mind the Life and Glow
that once was there in Love Abound
enlightening our sphere so sound.
So let us reach... from mind to mind
in words and words deep and kind
creating Spirits in Girandole
and Unity from Soul to Soul.
And then the time... that's left to share
will be too short.... for just one pair.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04072-1979/80
SHOW ME NOW
~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes I...
looking so wise
and full of Wisdom.
I am but a Soul in Travel.
And on my Earthly Journeys
I stop too many times.
For at Moments of Reflection
I seemed to have lost the Way.
While at other times
when it all seems so simple
and I even know the Way
I do not travel.
Why is it my Soul
that too many me's do interfere?
While time goes on
in loneliness.
Unbroken.
Show me the Way again my Soul
so that I may travel continuously.
Toward the Goal Eternal
with Speed and Happiness.
Show me my Soul.
Show me the Way without stops...
and straight to Eternity.
Show me the Path
to never lose my Way.
Show me now.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04073-1979/80
IN SPACE AND TIME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On this Journey around our Star
We are slowly grasping what we are.
Thinking Creatures... with purpose and will
Grown from Earth... and growing still.
But we are not grown from Dirt to fight
And create a Hell... where Might is right.
Rather the experiment of Our Creation
Is slowly to become... of Divine-Relation.
For the ever expanding... in Body and Mind
Is the Task as Planned... for Human Kind.
And to gain control of the Unconscious Part
And the Innermost Feelings of the Heart
Is our Final Goal and Sacred Duty
For the Gods we are... are Divine in Beauty.
And to reach this Goal...
in this Universe-Sublime
Is by living Lives...
in Space and Time.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04074-1979/80
AND CREATED BUT BY ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I could be... as Light so Free
I'd soar on Rays in passing.
On pure expanding Mind I'd flee
My Knowledge pure amassing.
In being Light eternal free
beyond the Stars' expansion
My Consciousness and I would be
beyond Mankind's Dimension.
Where Words of Hemospheric Sound
are Treasures of the Mind
Expressing Feelings pleasure bound
of Firmamentic Kind.
But since I am so finite small
and neither Light... nor Free
My Words are barely Thoughts at all
and created but by me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04075-1979/80
THE COSMIC WAY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Underlying our Conscious Mind
is the One of superior kind.
The One that guides our total Whole
and is aware of Cosmic-Goal.
No evil is found upon its Plane
to damage it by thoughts insane.
For it is made Pure-Complete
and journeys Time without repeat.
And every time we come around
our Knowledge becomes of firmer grounds
as we gain control of the Unconscious Part
to shape the Feelings of the Heart.
And living Lives...
are the chances to create...
a Conscious Mind of perfect weight.
To lead us as Man...
from day to day...
in this Sojourn...
the Cosmic Way.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04076-1979/80
THE PERFECT FOOL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Molecular Biologists in their probing scope
have finally found... their killing dope.
For after years of searching...
in their greed and slime
They are about to commit...
the Final Crime.
Their triumphant hall of recombinant DNA
will re-shape Man the Chimera-Way.
And by their studies of the microscopic gene
the future of Mankind can clearly be seen.
A perfect humanoid or clonical man
is what they grow in bottle or can.
And all the qualities and sophistication
will finally eliminate... God's Creation.
For the future of Man...
determined by them who know
will do without emotions... without inner glow.
No more Feelings... and no more Soul
is their final aim... and final goal.
The production of perfect Robots
with equality in brain
is Mankind's future... for money gain.
For genetic engineering has found the tool
to make poor Man
the Perfect Fool.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04077-1979/80
IN BLOW OR GLOW
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In some Periods of Life
when Darkness is Master
Time is slow... rather than faster.
And in all that one then does...
or doesn't do...
Gloom is governing... without taboo.
But you have to remember
that your State of Mind
is created by you... in Darkness Blind.
So change your Life
by the Thoughts you create.
And by thinking of Life...
in a different weight.
For Life... my Friend
in case you didn't know
is created by Mind...
in Blow or Glow.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04078-1979/80
IS LOVE AND FREE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There is an Inner Light to be discovered
By you of Vision deeper still
And Inner Light of pure duration
To be found by the Inner Will.
For in ages past in memory silent
It was instilled to last in Time
To calm the Beast to tamer being
And make it slowly climb and climb.
The Inner Light is but a Sparkle
Cast and thrown from Cosmic Source
To lead in ages still forthcoming
The Beast with Mind on straighter course.
And in memory silent to you and me
The Inner Light is LOVE and FREE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04079-1979/80
THROUGH LIVING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is not
that I am better than you.
It is just...
that I have been you
so many... many times.
And the experience of being you
I faintly remember... in being me.
For all the Wisdom I am now
whispers through me...
because I was you.
It whispers within my memory
of the 'yous' I left behind
and struggled with
to become the me... I am.
For Life
is a Creation
through 'yous'.
By the Smile of Endurance
of Existences.
In becoming...
The Light of Consciousness
through Living.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04080-1979/80
IN YOU AND ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There is a definite closeness
between the Flower and the Tree
A Sphere of Understanding
that Eyes will never see.
It's made of Mental Substance
of Thought... right underneath
the Level of the Physical
and weaves the Love beneath.
It's a binding Love for Living
that was there from the start.
For Flowers... Trees... and All of Us
are impossible to impart.
And within this definite closeness
between the Flower and the Tree.
Is the Treasure of Understanding
that's found in YOU and ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04081-1979/80
WHERE BODIES JUST DON'T GO
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For you...
a willing ear to listen
a silent Soul to sense
the Beauty and the Wisdom
of the Inner Vision Lens.
A Scene no words can transfer
a scene no mind can grasp.
Yet pictures... in the sacred Soul
the Image you un-clasp.
So share with me the Richness
of the Inner Being Glow
to enhance the Life that's hidden
where the Conscious Mind won't go.
For all of us are Beings
of eon's age and sense
that came but here to visit
at Creation's sole expense.
To find the Path that's trodden
with Steps that do not show
to find the Light that's hidden
where Bodies just don't go.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04082-1979/80
WHAT DID HE MOAN?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Before Man discovers
a Brilliant Star
The Light...
is already dimming.
And when they hear
his Sound and Sense
They listen but
in pure pretense.
And when the Star
and Sound have passed
They echo but
his Words at last.
And query...
faces full of doubt...
what was his death...
then all about?
Did he then live...
for Words alone?
What did he say...
what did he moan?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04083-1979/80
I'M THE ONE THAT YOU CALL ???
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am the mover on your Earth
the first to meet each Life at birth.
I am the one that can't stand still
yet have no shape and have no will.
I am in openings square and round
and when I'm squeezed appear in sound.
I am in areas light and dark
yet never leave a stain or mark.
I am used by Man and Beast
and neither ever care the least.
I rise to levels mountains high
yet never dim the brilliant sky.
I am never less and never more
and in constant use by clown or bore.
I am the one that's used and abused
the last to leave by him who's noosed.
I flood the world by day and night
and in sole support of objects light.
I am light and yet have force
and change a river in its course.
I am the Medium that does not care
for I'm the One... that You call... AIR.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04084-1979/80
OF INEFFABLE LOVELINESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There are many...
I adore
But You...
You are not one of them.
For adoration...
is but infatuation...
carried too far.
But You...
You are the one...
I love and love.
For your worthiness...
is an expression of reverence.
While your needs and wishes
and my wishes and needs
complement each other.
Into a fulfillment of Joy
and Understanding.
That propels us...
beyond the limits
of being separate.
Into a Mystic-Oneness
of Ineffable Loveliness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04085-1979/80
YOU ARE ME
~~~~~~~~~~
When I am with you...
my Space is filled.
And while Time disappears
into the Eternal
my World collapses
into the emptiness
of nothingness.
But You...
You are there.
Still.
United beyond Time and Space
with the Thoughts I am.
Into a Consciousness
of fulfillment
and bliss...
beyond expression.
And then I know...
that Love propelled us
beyond existence.
Beyond Thought and Thinking
into the Dimensions
of
Super-Consciousness
and Unison.
For I am YOU
and
YOU are ME.
For I am YOU
and
YOU are ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04086-1979/80
GOD IS THIS CONSCIOUSNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have no doubt...
that I will live
after Death.
And so will You.
Yet our lives now...
are so different...
for none of us is on the same Path.
Yet...
we will all end up
in the same spot.
This spot is Timeless and Spaceless.
For it is Consciousness
or Mind.
The Mind of God.
Since we are living different now
we will be different then.
For the Mind of God
has different Mansions.
But all Occupants...
live in the House of the Father.
We all live... in the same Consciousness.
God is this Consciousness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
04087-1979/80
UNTIL TIME UNENDING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Alone...
I am nothing.
But united...
united with the Universe...
I have Total Power.
For when I embrace...
the Universe
in Total Surrender
we synchronize.
And Spin...
in all Directions.
Being All That Is.
Being All That Is.
Until Time unending.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05088-1980
THAT IS DIVINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There is...
and Understanding
beyond Words.
An Understanding...
that touches...
Feeling to Feeling...
and Soul to Soul.
Then the Senses of the Physical
are too thin
to express
the Nature of its Closeness.
And Separation falls...
connecting Being to Being
in unison.
Beyond this Earth.
In the Regions of Life
of simple Love
that makes us.
This Understanding...
can only be expressed by Thought.
By Thought...
of a Nature...
that is Divine.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05089-1980
BY FAILING
~~~~~~~~~~
The Nature of our being
is not of being You...
ONLY.
But to be...
in all ways
Man in Total.
For only then...
can we understand
and conquer
the man
we really are.
The man we really are...
Earth as Tool for Spirit.
Enabling us...
to complete...
our Sacred Mission.
The Fulfillment of Promise
that's written deep
within our Soul.
In Lines that do not weather
by time and trial
and do not fade
by failing.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05090-1980
THE SACRED SILENT SOUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Secrets...
that are not Secrets
to the Eyes that have seen
are Secrets to them
that are still looking.
And no advice or revealing Signs
will bring them any closer.
For they are looking
on an Earth
that is not really there.
And therefore non-revealing.
One of the Secrets
to help find the others
is limiting the Perception of Earth.
And to sense
the Forces of Self.
That are bursting to be discovered
in Silent Sacred Revelation.
To find the Silent Self.
The Silent Self...
waiting to be born...
from the Earth... that is not You.
For You are...
the Sacred Silent Soul.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05091-1980
THE LOVERS OF THE PRIMAL SCENE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... we do.
We talk and tremble...
we glance and smile.
And speak of things...
we know are not important.
We touch... and know
that we cannot leave
without.
We touch again...
and do not speak.
But kiss...
and kiss again... all over.
And then...
the Earth is pounding.
And the Mountains tremble.
And then the Sea...
empties into the crevasses...
of delight.
Quivering... and drowns itself.
Time then is lost
between the sounds of us.
In a living
in which the pain of pleasure
is equal
to the Beauty of Death
in agony.
And awkwardly... we separate.
Knowing...
that the Curses of Heaven
and the Laughs from Hell
have encouraged us to be
- what we are -
the Lovers of the Primal Scene.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05092-1980
FOR ALL MANKIND
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I do not care...
for painting Colour
And neither would I even draw.
I do not care...
for pounding marble
with iron fist or iron claw.
I do not care...
for moulding claymen.
And neither would I weld a flaw.
I do not care...
for the ease of eye.
For seldom do I stand in awe.
But from the Thoughts...
that leave my Mind
I sculpture the image
for all Mankind.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05093-1980
THE COSMIC SPARK
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have been silent...
far too long
and did not speak for fear.
The hidden Feelings...
right or wrong
exposed me... too close or near.
I kept inside...
the one that's me
the one that I but knew.
Fenced in by Thought...
afraid to free
I was but outside view.
But now...
I blare out loud and bold
the one that's me... Behold.
For in this Mind...
this Seat of Thought
awakened Force that's undistraught.
Like vision... from an Eagle High
Like Lightning... from a Virgin Sky.
Born to gate...
through Language Free...
in Poetic Form...
the one that's me.
Revealing Self to Minds Abound
in touching Soul to Soul profound.
For through struggle...
through Dungeons Dark
I've seen the Light...
THE COSMIC SPARK.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05094-1980
AND MEET THEM ALL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I do not belong...
in a world that's flashy
I do not belong...
in a world that pops.
I do not belong...
in a world so mundane
that it continually suffers
from pleasure pain.
But since I am here...
to stay for awhile
I try to adopt...
a personal style.
With an Understanding...
of my Man of Kind
With acts and deeds...
and generous Mind.
For every Soul...
in its travels through Life
Just has to experience
its struggles and strife.
So I dress up...
in their worldly robe
But mentally...
I'm far off their globe.
While I keep in mind...
my purpose but small
Which is trying to serve...
and meet them all.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05095-1980
AND YET IS ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There...
where all Consciousness communicates
in the Universe of Silence
that is not silent.
There...
where the Future speaks to the Past
and the Present listens
that's where I am
in Reverence.
In Reverence...
for the Deepness of the Silence
that is not silent.
But speaks...
of the Greatness in which I dwell
and of the Smallness of me.
Revealing...
from the Immensity of All That Is
that I am
the Part that speaks
and listens.
And that I am the Consciousness
that both receives and gives
Reality
to the one I am.
Merged into the Being of All That Is
and yet is Me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05096-1980
AND DO NOT KNOW A GRAVE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have walked...
from Graves and Death
and never lost an instant.
For I am Life
and never die...
and be...
for ever Life forever.
I have been...
the selves I was.
To die a Thousand Death.
yet do not miss in Time.
For I am 'Life'
and never die...
and be...
for ever 'Life' forever.
For I am...
the Composite
of selves I was.
To live...
for Time to last...
- My Life -
and never die an Instant.
And do not know a Grave.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05097-1980
IN THE CONFINEMENT OF MY RACE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I first saw the light...
I felt afraid... for it was blinding.
I felt alone and lost
for no space was enfolding me.
And although... I was a miracle
nobody seemed to care.
And the Coldness of the World
encased me in Sadness.
And I became a prisoner.
Enclosed through birth
within this body
of Earth and Flesh.
And I... but cry.
Why did my Soul... so truly free
become imprisoned in but me?
Why did my Soul... become my Mind
and leave my Greater Self behind?
Why did my Soul...
become Time and Space
in the Confinement
of my Race?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05098-1980
SUFFERING SILENT SOUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How can I speak to Man and Mind
made of but Golden Flesh...
and Spirit Blind?
How can I speak to Man and Mind
entangled in his Earthly Bind?
How can I speak to Man and Mind
in warnings stern...
yet gently kind?
How can I speak to Man and Mind
if Minds in Man I cannot find?
How can I utter words in alarm
to save the Minds of Man from harm?
How can I utter words to heed
if Minds in Man... but die of greed?
I can but speak words of console...
to Mankind's Suffering Silent Soul.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05099-1980
FLEE AND FLEE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Words... yes Words...
are but the Shadows...
of the Thoughts
that make up me.
And all my Thoughts...
in purest fashion
determine that
what I will be.
While it is the Essence
of my Awareness
that forms my Being
and sets me free.
Free in Flights
to Minds of Beings
that far surpassed
the Little Me.
Oh... please...
let the Shadow of my Being
in Cosmic Wisdom...
flee and flee.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05100-1980
AND CRY
~~~~~~~
In the Book of Life...
are many Pages.
And for each Life
one Page is turned.
But some Lives...
turn many Pages.
And other Lives...
don't turn at all.
And in this Life...
my Life...
I am about to turn another Page.
The Page I just lived and experienced
was beautiful.
It gave me pleasure... and great rewards.
However beautiful...
this Page ever was...
I have read it.
It was splendid. But finished.
For it is worn out by the many readings
and from touching the scenes that past.
I am turning now...
to a new Page....
and I am alone.
And cry.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05101-1980
AND YET... WE ARE OURSELVES
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the evening... at the shore of Lake Heaven...
when the sun just hovers above the trees
and each leaf becomes the colour of gold...
I move a little closer to my Beloved.
And while the wind creates...
a thousand little suns in the trees
I slowly fold her hand in mine.
She smiles them...
and on her face I see the contentment of the evening.
Her eyes are reflecting the peace of her soul.
We sit and watch...
we do not think or contemplate...
we just are.
The birds are somewhat restless.
They are searching for a place to spend the night.
There are many trees.
But somehow there is too much light yet...
and the wind is still alive beyond the hills.
A small boat moves across the lake.
And the mirror surface of the lake...
reflects the sun coming lower and lower...
while the rower with his oars...
makes circles in the water.
The circles become golden rings... that grow and grow...
to blend with the glimmering haze in the distance.
Some faraway clouds
are trying to hide the tiring sun
but the light is still too strong.
Yet it is getting cooler already...
and my Beloved moves closer still...
resting her head on my shoulder.
Her beautiful hair falls slowly over my back...
to protect me from the chill that will be coming.
There are less and less birds now.
The rower is finished making circles...
and the boat is pulled-up on the shore.
The lake is a perfect mirror...
reflecting another sun... not as bright...
but more beautiful.
The hills are telling me...
that the wind has gone to rest.
And the hand of my Beloved...
slowly moves in mine...
and I know her thoughts.
They are peaceful...
and there are no wishes left...
but just to be.
Some gravestones in the neatly kept grass...
are casting shadows that grow longer and longer.
I look into the sky...
and some heavy clouds move across the sun.
A Little while...
and golden spokes of sunrays...
pattern the heavens.
A late bird... from another world...
lands in the tree that is on fire...
and the sun... lowers quicker and quicker.
Finally the sun that built the radiant spokes...
and the sun in the lake...
are meeting in blending sparks of togetherness.
I look at my Beloved...
and slowly her eyes look up and meet my soul.
We are content... for universal peace is within us.
I glance at the sun again...
and the bottom half is stretched out on the lake...
while the top half still hangs in the sky.
It is completely cut in half.
From the distance I seem to hear...
the sizzling of the lake that embraces the fire.
And then a layer of faint mist covers the water...
while the sun disappears into the lake...
without making circles.
The spokes of light...
have become red and move across the sky...
in great banners.
An owl is hooting in the distance...
and the animals of the night begin their day.
The first evening stars appear...
and their twinkling is translated...
into silence and tranquillity.
Slowly then...
some tears fall on my hand.
My Love is crying...
and so am I.
We have witnessed...
the most majestic display of the universe.
We feel...
that it is within us...
as well as without.
We cannot understand.
We have seen...
but our mind cannot accept.
In awe...
and in the darkness of the day...
we sit... and feel united...
with the universe.
We are ONE...
And yet... we are ourselves.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05102-1980
LISTEN OFTEN
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your view of the World...
differs with mine.
They are not the same.
What you perceive...
of the World and the Universe
depends on 'what' you are about.
It depends on...
your feelings
your attitude
your imagination
and your Soulness.
Your Soulness...
is the sensitivety to intuitive knowledge
that your Soul has gathered...
during all the lives it lived...
in the Physical Reality.
And although...
your Soul is the Magic-Collector
you as a Human Being have control
of what you want to recall and sense.
To learn to do this...
you must learn to listen
to the Silence Within.
For the Silence Within...
contains all you want to know.
The Voice of the World however
is much stronger
and completely obscures it.
The Voice of the World... is noise.
The Silence of the Within... is Music.
Be patient... and listen often.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05103-1980
ONLY YOUR SOUL KNOWS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I tore out my Heart...
for it rejected my Soul.
And without my Soul...
I cannot live.
That's why I left my Heart.
It was bleeding...
and so was I.
But we survived.
For wounds will heal.
Living without your Soul...
is slowly dying.
Living without your Soul...
is continually being someone else.
And when you do this for too long...
you forget...
who you are and vanish.
You are your Soul.
To tear out your Heart however...
hurts like Hell.
How much that is...
only your Soul knows.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05104-1980
THE ENDURANCE OF PAIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She made herself...
his Slave.
And then...
told the Master...
what to do...
and how to be.
And then...
unknowingly...
the Master slaved.
Thus both were Slaves.
Finally...
the Master said...
"Free my Slave for I am King of Self".
To learn...
what Slaves and Kings
are all about...
you have to be both first.
And know what to do.
And when.
And how.
To know all this...
takes Time and Patience.
And the Endurance of Pain.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05105-1980
GERARDUS
~~~~~~~~
In this Place...
there is no...
Criticism or Rejection.
And Everyone is Welcome.
The attitude of the Occupant
is based on...
Love and Understanding.
Producing Compassion.
Sometimes we cry...
sometimes we laugh.
And most of the time...
we are Happy and Joyful.
Come back if you like it.
And if you don't...
we are Friends anyway.
Live your Feelings...
and feel free...
to be yourself.
Always.
I am me...
Gerardus.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05107-1980
TO ME
~~~~~
The World my Betty...
is the Smile of the Universe.
And you my Betty...
are my World.
And whenever it rains...
I know that you are frowning.
And whenever...
the Sun tickles the Flowers...
in the Fields...
I know you're Happy.
In this Happy-Mood
my Betty
is the Way I want you to be.
Reflecting...
the Smile of the Universe...
in the World you are...
to ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05108-1980
FREE FOR ALL
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Love...
is the touching of your hand
upon another.
Love... is the Smile
behind your Eyes
that can't be seen
but only sensed.
By the YOU...
you are in Mind and Feeling.
The Mind and Feeling...
that smiles back in Spirit
without changing your Face.
Love...
is the touching of your Soul
by the Presence of Joy
that announces itself
Unheard and Invisible.
Love...
is the Knowledge...
that knows that it knows.
Love...
never exists in halves.
It either is... or isn't.
Love...
is the Presence of Happiness
of Sharing Mind to Mind... Soul to Soul
into a Beingness that is Divine.
Love...
is The Essence of Creation.
To live without it... is dying.
It is Plentiful and Free for All.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05109-1980
THE GREATEST THING THERE IS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Love...
is Understanding
without Words.
It is also talking...
without being understood.
Love...
is trying to understand
with the Recognition
that whatever isn't understood
very well could be
the Lack of It...
within Yourself.
And searching for It...
very well could be...
the Beginning of It.
But the one...
who can develop...
the Quality of Insight
to see Smallness for Greatness
has got most of It.
Love...
is immeasurable.
For IT is...
the Greatest Thing there is.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
05110-1980
AND THAT IS A BLESSING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Every Atom...
knows how to be an Atom.
But every Human Being...
does not know how to be Human.
Most of them...
do not even know how to be Man.
It took a million years
to make Man out of Monkeys.
And it will take millions of years...
to make Humans out of Man.
The Progression of Consciousness
is very slow
and different for everybody.
Some develop fast...
some very... very slow.
Many are Man...
but few are Human.
And most people are not aware...
that the Progression of Consciousness
is equal to the efforts applied.
To learn this...
is becoming aware.
Some call it a Blessing.
But it is not.
It's called Self-Development.
We all have the same
Unlimited Potential
free.
And that is a Blessing.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06111-1980
THINK ABOUT IT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If in Total Creation...
there was only one thinker
I would like that thinker
to be ME.
For I would think...
of a System of Thinking
that created more thinkers.
Thinking is Creating...
and Creating is Thinking.
And the One...
cannot possibly be...
without the Other.
Creation...
is the Master-Thinker...
thinking.
And without this Master-Thinker...
thinking
you could not possibly be thinking.
What do you think... thinker...
about this Master-Thinker's thinking?
I think...
that the Master-Thinker...
is the Enabler of Thinking...
and never really thinks itself.
While you and I... as thinkers...
use the Enabler to think.
What do you think of that... THINKER?
THINK ABOUT IT.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06112-1980
PERFECTLY
~~~~~~~~~
If in the whole World...
there is not one Human Being...
who is capable or knows how...
to Love and Understand me...
and I am not capable or know how
to Love and Understand...
that Human Being in return...
this...
my Life...
has become a useless journey.
And if the Goal is...
to Love 'All'...
while a mutual duet...
is not possible...
how can I ever learn...
to Love...
all Human Beings?
But when I become LOVE...
I do not need to Love...
or be Loved.
For I am IT.
To be LOVE.
That is the Goal.
That is being God... perfectly.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06113-1980
INCREASE YOUR GAIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To think of nothing...
and do it
is a Sublime Conception...
and Activity.
But to never think...
and to do that...
is useless.
And yet...
most people would rather die...
than think.
And although...
even thinkers die...
they at least know
whether life was a gain or a loss.
And yet...
all people gain.
But most people don't know it.
For the Gain of consciousness
is forever Positive.
And never Negative.
And whether you know it or not...
the Gain of Consciousness
is the purpose of Creation.
It has been like this...
for quite some time.
Think about this...
once in a while...
and increase your gain.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06114-1980
FROM JOY'S BEYOND
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cry... my Soul...
yes cry forever.
And empty fast...
your Stream of Tears.
Into the Depths of Seas of Sorrows
cleansing the Oceans of your Fears.
And then fill-up
this Space of Hollow
with the Joy of Jubilee.
For the Source of Joy and Sorrow
is the same... in a Soul that's free.
So empty out...
this Grieving Feeling.
And cleanse yourself...
from Soul's Despond.
So that the Bliss
and its Blessed Healing
will fill your Heart
from Joy's Beyond.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06115-1980
AND FLY
~~~~~~~
If I would give to you...
all the Beauty in the World
or
if I would give to you
the World in all its Beauty
I would but part with a Gift of Moments
I would but part...
with a Gift of Time...
that would not last.
For all of it...
would slowly tarnish...
and disappear in ages past.
And even...
if I would give to you...
a Diamond Moon
with a multi-million Facets
it would but be...
a poor Lampoon.
So therefore then... my Soul and Partner
so therefore then... my Total Whole
I will not give... a Gift of Moments
for it would but be... short Console.
But what I offer...
in Pure Surrender...
to my Partner and my Soul...
is the Gift of Light... that's Everlasting
the Gift of Light...
to find your Goal.
That's hidden deep... within your Being
that's hidden far... beyond the Eye.
To be discovered... by your Godness
to make you fly... and fly... and fly.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06116-1980
I'M THE ONE TO BLAME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Words... the Words... I hear them still
the Words so small... so dear.
They ring yet in my mindless mind
from day to day... from year to year.
The Words as old as Man... as old as Time
and yet so truly new.
For coming from the Lips of Her
they are enough and coo.
So softly spoken with tenderness
yet ringing in my ear.
I Love You. I Love You.
I'm yours... my Sweetest Dear.
I cannot feel... I cannot sense
from overwhelming Cheer.
I am but lost in Eyes that shine
so lost in Love... and freed from fear.
For never in the Age of Man
will Words sound just the same.
For in her Eyes... there is no light
and I'm the one... to blame.
For in her Eyes... there is no light
and I'm the one.... to blame.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06117-1980
WHAT ELSE IT BUT COULD BE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With jubilant ring... with sounds I love
her voice speaks to my Soul.
And listening to her cheerfulness
my mind rejects control.
Her laughter and her sense of sense
they lift me feather light.
But what pain I am... what misery
if things do not go right.
My lips don't speak... my hands are tied
my mind is full of thought.
This total stranger... that I am
with manners quite untaught.
Why is her nearness stilling me
why is her presence fear?
Why does her Being attract me so
and why are my thoughts not clear?
Why is her face so beautiful
why is her Being me?
If this isn't Love...
I do not know
what else it but could be.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06118-1980
YOU DID RIGHT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I wander in a Land so Strange
no Shadows... Breeze or Sun
I wander in a Forest Weird
with Trees that are undone.
There is so little sense to Wind
no Force at all in Storms
There is no Wetness in the Rain
there are no Signs... no Norms.
How do I find... where I should go
how do I search for me?
When Sun... nor Wind
or either Rain
I do not feel... I do not see.
And yet within my Inner Self
there is this Twinkling Light
that winks and flares so certainly
and whispers...
YOU DID RIGHT
and whispers...
YOU DID RIGHT.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06119-1980
MANY OF THEM SEE NEITHER
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Greatness or Smallness of a Poet
does not depend on the quantity
of his Readers.
The Greatness or Smallness
either is ...
or is not.
And the amount of Greatness or Smallness
of his recognition
depends upon
the Greatness or Smallness
of his Readers.
Few Readers can recognize...
Greatness.
While others have trouble recognizing...
Smallness.
Fewer yet...
have the ability to see
the difference between the two.
Many of them see neither.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06120-1980
UNTIL PERFECTION
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If you tell your friends the Truth
you will lose them all.
This however... is much better...
than having many friends...
and lie to them.
The latter...
is what people call...
being nice.
Also remember...
that most people who are nice...
are not very bright.
Just nice.
Knowing the Truth...
and being able to use it wisely
is being nice and wise.
That is what you...
should strive for...
until Perfection.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06121-1980
GREATER... THAN YOU AND I
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In living together...
we have many and many things against us.
But even...
if 'whatever could exist' is against us
or
even if the world would collapse
we would surface
above debris and waves of torture.
For what we have on our side
from Within
is the most powerful combination there it.
It's Love... Understanding
and Self-Control.
And with these three on our side
there is nothing to fear or to lose.
And although
we have fallen many times
we arose
And are.
For these three
are greater and more
than just the two of us.
Greater...
than You and I.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06122-1980
WHICH IS GODNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
People think...
that they need "Beauty"
as much
as that they need Ugliness.
Ugliness...
causes Sickness of Mind.
Sickness of Mind...
causes Sickness of Body.
The above is TRUTH.
The Total of Truth and Beauty...
is Wisdom.
Wisdom...
is knowing...
what counts.
Which is Godness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06123-1980
OR WOULD IT?
~~~~~~~~~~~~
To say... I am not important...
defeats the goal.
To not say it...
is more important
To think either...
is worse.
And to never read the above...
is a blessing.
To forget about it gracefully...
is impossible.
But the best one can do.
So next time...
be aware of what you read.
To reflect on this...
is suffering.
Some people like that.
The whole thing...
is open to debate.
Which would be useless.
Or would it?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06124-1980
AND ALWAYS WAS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I would give the World to you
in the Form of Love
it would not be sufficient.
Not... that it wouldn't be sufficient for you.
But it would not be sufficient on my part.
For I want to give to you...
the Universe and all the Love it contains.
For the World...
is but a temporary place of dwelling...
and learning.
But the Universe...
and all the Love it contains...
- that -
is what I want to give to you.
For the Universe...
is your ultimate Destination.
In which you will find...
the Fulfillment of your Desires
and the Refinement of your Soul.
So...
on this so special occasion
in your Time and Space Continuum
I know...
that the offer of my Symbolic Gift...
will be received
with Happiness and Silent Solemnity.
Thank you...
for your Acceptance...
for it is yours.
And Always was.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06125-1980
FOR NONE TO KNOW FROM WHERE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is I...
who moves my pen.
But the 'More of Me'...
that brings my Thoughts.
Thoughts... translated through Matter
that is but me.
Spelling out the Words...
solidifying Thoughts to Substance.
For ALL to see...
for NONE to know from where.
And although it is I
who translate
it is the More of Me
that really counts.
The More of Me and I
are partners of a Being
in Divided Dimensions.
A Reality...
in which I am but Matter
and the More of Me my Thoughts.
For ALL to see...
for NONE to know from where.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06126-1980
THE LOSER
~~~~~~~~~
Sometimes...
when I look Mankind in the eye
I measure the Depth of Stupidity.
I look in...
and see the Vast Emptiness
of Soulless Wasteland.
And far beneath the Ranges of Ignorance
I find the Fields of Nothingness.
Too barren...
for Boredom to stay.
So Boredom replaces itself...
with Frenzies of Frustration
enclosed within the boundaries...
of Insanity.
For the Sparkle of Soul...
that once was there
has been choked by things
instead of kindled by Thoughts.
Thoughts...
replaced by things.
An exchange...
that's pointing out...
the Loser.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06127-1980
For All That Is - is You
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Space is...
Unlimited.
Matter is...
Endless in quality and quantity.
Both Space and Matter
are the Medium for the Creator...
and of the Creator.
And you and I...
are Space... Matter... and the Medium...
as Part of the Creator.
Small Parts... but growing.
And by growing enough...
by growing great...
by growing forever more...
you and I will become...
greater Creators.
Small... yet at first...
but we will grow greater... later.
Until you and I...
will be Creators among Creators.
For Space is...
and Matter is...
unlimited in quality and quantity...
for ALL... who grow...
by means of...
Self-Development...
and Spiritual-Enfoldment.
So grow... Unlimited and Endless
and be...
the Medium and the Creator.
For 'All That Is' is YOU.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06128-1980
THE ONLY WAY OF LEARNING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So many people I know...
are children.
They play with toys...
and tinker with cars.
However...
they have the right to play
for they are children.
In times to come...
in lives to be lived
they will cease their playing...
for they will grow.
Yes I know....
For I was one of them...
sometime ago...
some lives ago.
How pleasant they were...
and how soothing.
For Life...
is so beautiful as a child
and so splendid...
when grown-up.
Yes grown-up...
but did I grow enough
to be a child no more?
Did I grow enough...
to know...
that the Universe...
is the Playground...
of Playgrounds.
Where seriousness is sickness...
and Play...
the only Way of Learning.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06129-1980
BECAUSE OF OTHERS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
On opening the Book of Thought
you are still there...
and laughing...
and waiting.
For in the Distance of your Eyes...
I see the Inner.
Hidden within you...
so beautiful...
so alone...
and longing.
Yes...
you keep it hidden so well
that I can only sense it
by opening the Book of Thought.
While nobody...
will ever know...
but us.
For the times we were...
- we didn't -
because of others.
And since Loving...
is mostly Longing...
I long...
in the Silence of Time...
for you.
And while not a word is spoken
the Book of Thought is closed
in Searing Sorrow.
But secretly we do...
in Dreams of Loving
by Eyes that sense
the Thoughts of you and I...
behind the words...
- we didn't -
because of others.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06130-1980
IS DETERMINED BY YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Do you sometimes think
that your life is a mess?
Do you sometimes think
that you couldn't care less?
Well... my dear friend
my partner in time
It's because your thoughts
descend instead of climb.
And how can you then
with eyes so sorry blind
reverse your direction
and change your mind?
Well that my dear friend
my partner in time
is done by Thoughts of Love
and Thoughts of the Sublime.
For the purpose of Life
my partner and friend
is the Search for Truth
to be found in the end.
And the Search for Truth
that's hidden within
is the Reason for Being
for you and your kin.
For Life is Truth...
and beautiful... and true
While the Direction of Thoughts
is determined by you.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06131-1980
IN INFINITE SPACE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I do not see by eyes of atoms
and do not taste for tissue's lust
I do not hear by ears of molecules
grown by the shaping of Earth's crust.
I do not smell by parts of protons
built by the Earth that is but dust.
But by Life...
beyond my senses
of taste and smell that I enjoy
I hear the vivaciousness of laughter
and see the light of inner joy.
For it is the Life... beyond my body
that is but slowly ripened Earth
it is the Life... my mind... my spirit
that is...
and feels for me from birth.
And this my Life... my Soul-Eternal
senses this Earth by my body's grace.
And never would I trade
my Life for bodies...
or for all the worlds...
in infinite space.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06132-1980
AND REPEAT AND REPEAT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the blistering days of summer
when the sun is burning my sense
and the grass is scorched
and even the trees seem to suffer...
I wonder.
I wonder and think...
about the millions of years
that Heat was Heat
forging the Earth from its beginning
and I was not...
what I am now.
Was I then the grass...
or the tree suffering?
Or was I but the fruit...
in the maul of a bear?
Or was I but a part of this rock
so shattered by lightning
Or was I but a grain of sand...
melting into glass?
Or was I the flower
so struggling to bloom...
in this endless struggle?
Or was I but the wing of a bee...
or maybe the honey
in an eon's man's tea?
Whatever I was in times' retreat
I became and became...
from the Heat that was Heat.
And know...
that in this future's endless game
I will be again...
and repeat and repeat.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06133-1980
IN THE SILENCE OF ITS PRESENCE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
THAT...
what I seek...
the Nature of my Reality...
the Knowledge of what I am
of 'All That Is'
and 'All That Is' is of me
is hidden deep within.
THAT...
what I am
is to be revealed
by the Inner Journey
into Myself... through Myself
and through the world as I know it.
For the Nature of my Reality...
the Part I am of God...
is the Soul...
that forms my Identity.
Interwoven...
with all Consciousness
of which I only know
the Part I am...
and is searching.
While yet...
the Total of all Consciousness
is within my Soul.
Waiting to be found...
by me...
the Part that is seeking.
Seeking for the Whole
that it contains...
in the Silence...
of Its Presence.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
06134-1980
THE HUMAN MAN I AM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If my Soul could write...
it would not be any different
For each Word that solidifies
are my Thoughts made Substance.
And all the Substance visible
represents my Soul in Atoms
Grouped in Letters and Words
revealing the Force I am.
The Force I am...
instilled by the Universe
with the creation of Trains of Thought
that travel with the Speed of Light
from my Soul to me... the Man I am
through the Darkness of my Pen
and expresses my Soul on Paper.
And in a similar way...
the Creature I am...
is expressed in Atoms by my Soul.
Grouped in Cells and Organs...
revealing the Human Man I am.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07135-1980
TO BECOME A DANCER
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Real Rewards of Life...
Real Life...
are not...
the Fumbling Physical Attainments.
They are not...
the Splendor of the Physical Body.
And they are not...
the Magnificence of being Human.
But they are.....
the many Dances of Consciousness
by the Vivaciousness of Spirit
within the Mental Beingness
of the Unlimited Mind Divine.
And to reach the Level of Participation
in these Dances of Consciousness
we have to go through...
the Inner Man of Grandiosity...
Splendor and Magnificence.
By being a Perfect Creature
in the Form of a Human Being.
In all Lives...
that are needed...
to become a Dancer.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07136-1980
IN THE FORM THAT'S ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Eventually my Expanding Awareness
will touch the Boundaries
of the Universe Unknown.
I will discover then...
that the Boundaries...
were the Limited me.
Dreaming.
For I am the Universe.
Unlimited.
In Time and Space.
In Thought and Action.
But for now...
the Becoming Awareness
to the 'suchness' of my Total
is what I am.
And in order to become AWARE
I must be where I am.
Being me
the Limited.
And Timeless... for I am Time.
The fact however...
that I was given a Name
and considered myself
to be separate from the Universe
confused me.
But now I know.
I am The Nameless.
In the Form that's ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
Nameless and Numberless page.
TO BE TARTED
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Conceived in Sin...
from Mother's Kin
from the Womb I bare departed.
Born with Guilt
to make me tilt
I was doomed before I started.
Instilled with Belief
to exist in Grief
bound for Hell before I farted.
By the Preacher's Bliss
that could not miss
my Course was firmly charted.
But on my Way...
from Day to Day
the Blinders slowly parted.
For The Thinking Me
is completely free
and not by Religion to be tarted.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07137-1980
THE ENRICHMENT OF SHARING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the Universe of Consciousness...
I am but a Hamlet of Thought.
Yet...
the Universe of Consciousness
lingers within my Hamlet.
That becomes enlarged
by the Moments it dwells within
Sharing its Richness
for the Exchange of my Thoughts
While Both unite in Time.
For Consciousness is Consciousness.
In which the Smaller
contains the Bigger in Moments
as much
as that the Total contains
the Smaller since ever
For ALL is ONE.
And within the ONENESS
the Smaller learns to know the Bigger
while the Bigger...
already knows the Smaller.
Yet...
both do grow...
by the Enrichment of Sharing.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07138-1980
THIS SPLENDID DOMAIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was a planter in Peru
and a scientist who knew
I was a female in Berlin
and a preacher of sin
I was a Dutchman blase
and a hussy called May
I was a mystic in Tibet
and a worker in sweat
I was a typist in New York
and a breeder of pork
I was a doctor in arts
and a poet who tarts
I was a writer of words
and a product of nurds
And in all that I was
or ever will be
I'll grow and become
even greater than me
For the greatness of Man
the players of this game
is determined by them
within This Splendid Domain.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07139-1980
THE ETERNAL NOW
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Today...
resting in the Valley of Time
I lean forward and see the Peaks of Tomorrow.
And the ones I like...
I remember.
And then...
in glancing back
among the Pictures of Yesterday
the ones I remember...
I like.
And when the Valley of Time opens...
in all Directions
it shows me
that I
by the selections of my Thoughts
become what I must.
A Peeker onto the Peaks of Tomorrow
and a Glancer into the Pictures of Yesterday.
To determine...
the one I will be...
in the Valley of Time.
Resting...
within the Delight of Being.
Among the Charms...
of the Eternal Now.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07140-1980
SHARES BUT ONE WHOLE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh Life... oh Life
from where did you fly
oozing from this...
so silent sky?
Why did you land...
in Time and Space
caught in flesh...
of Human Race?
Why did you...
imprison me
from the freedom you came...
to be a name?
Is it to learn...
to think and love
so easy to do...
from your Above?
Or is it to be...
a part of Life
and to be taught...
the lessons of strife?
Or is it to be...
with similar kin
to teach and speak...
of Life Within?
Or is it to show...
the Inner Light
fashioned by...
the Gods and Might?
Or is it to grow...
in Thought and Mind
equal to...
the Gods in Kind.
YES... SO BE IT...
MY SELF AND SOUL.
FOR CONSCIOUSNESS...
SHARES ITSELF AS WHOLE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07141-1980
IN BEING ONE WITH LIFE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
LIFE...
is of such a Suchness
that
if anybody would ask
- what it is -
and somebody would answer...
neither of them knows.
For LIFE...
is not of a Suchness...
that can be explained.
It can only be experienced...
by living it.
Living it...
in a Suchness...
that shows more and more...
the Order of its Nature
and the Nature of its Order.
To point the Seeker
towards the Pinnacle of Balance
between Knowledge...
Intuitive and Rational.
To find...
the Depth of Wisdom Absolute.
Beyond the Life of the Living...
in being ONE with LIFE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07142-1980
AND STALL
~~~~~~~~~
How can the sigma know the neutron
or an electron its equal mate?
How can the lambda know the proton
or a neutrino its massless weight?
How can the cell know sense and feeling
or the Earth its daily spin?
How can the eye know sights appealing
or higher Thought... its Life within?
How can I write in poetry...
of poetry
of Universes great and small?
How can I write in words...
of Wisdom
found in 'The Being of it All'?
I can but wonder in parts...
of seconds
and then I stall...
and stall...
and stall.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07143-1980
BY WILLINGNESS FROM WITHIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I bow in reverence...
like the weeping willow
and stand erect
like the mighty oak
for the magnificence...
of the sky at night.
And then I wonder...
about the impossible task
of just one Sun
to sustain the Earth...
in splendor.
And all the stars tell me
that we are not alone.
While the Sun...
and its silent whisper...
tells me...
that I am it.
And when I connect...
with "ALL THAT IS"
and I unite
I know...
that it is I...
who has made the connection.
Not by force from without...
but by willingness from Within.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07144-1980
THE SILENT OCEAN INVISIBLE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Like the Ocean...
and all its Life within
originates...
and sustains itself
from the Ocean
and lives in Freedom
but yet is governed by Law...
the Law of the Ocean....
So is...
the Universe...
the Ocean Invisible
and all its Life within
originating...
and sustaining itself
from the Universe
the Ocean Invisible
living in Freedom
but yet is governed by Law
the Law of the Universe
that is Written in Silence.
The Ocean Invisible...
holding within itself
Oceans of Space
and Islands of Matter
with Life within and Life upon
sustained by Consciousness.
Which is...
All There Is.
Consciousness...
the Originator and Sustainer
of
The Silent Ocean Invisible.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07145-1980
AND IS NOW
~~~~~~~~~~
I am I...
You are You
Buddha is Buddha
and Christ is Christ.
And No-One is like Another.
But yet All together
we are ONE and the SAME.
United...
in a Dynamic Universe
of Connectivity
forming One Another.
You cannot follow Buddha
You cannot follow Christ
You cannot follow Others
But you can follow Yourself.
All Roads are as different
as the Gods who walk upon it
But all journeys...
end up in the same Place.
And this Place...
this Place of Places
contains
the Understanding
of the Self.
Comprehending the Total
in Unity.
For ALL is ONE...
and ONE is ALL.
As it was...
in times that past.
And will be...
in times to come.
And is Now.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07146-1980
HIS LOVING BENEFACTOR
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I... yes... I
the Higher Self
I am the Force
and the Enactor.
I... yes... I
through Space and Time
send forth my Part
the Actor.
And in the Play
that I designed
the World
is his Distracter.
For in this World
his Babe of Thought
he builds
to form character.
And through his Lives
he'll slowly know
the Higher Self
his Loving Benefactor.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07147-1980
TO BLOW MY HORN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My Brother Poets
they are but me
for they but write
what I did see.
For their original Line for Line
are but repeats
for they are mine.
My every Word
I ever wrote
they slyly use
without a "quote".
And when my Death
will finally come
they'll look aghast
and perfect dumb.
For when my Pen
is laid to rest
their silence tells
I was the Best.
Because... the first Poet
ever to be born
was Loudmouth me
to blow my Horn.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07148-1980
BY THE COURAGE YOU ARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Towards the Evening of Life...
Thoughts as old as the Universe
- surface -
within the Inner of your Being.
And mingle.
They mingle...
with the Daily Sphere of Living
and tend to interrupt
more and more
the Surface You Are.
These Thoughts...
are the Inner Self...
struggling to come out.
Recognize these Thoughts...
for they are the Real You
in hiding
behind the Confusion You Are.
Conquer all of these Thoughts
and find the Real You
that is crying...
behind...
your Laughing Face in Turmoil.
Encourage these Thoughts
to reveal themselves
to the Inner Being You Are.
And find the Real You...
the YOU
that lives beyond
the seeming Laughter...
of your existence.
For then...
and only then...
YOU can live the Life
of the Spirit You Are...
in Flesh and Bone.
The Spirit...
that is waiting to be found...
by the Courage You Are.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07149-1980
AS ITSELF
~~~~~~~~~
You my friend....
and I ...
are Spirits.
Spirits embodied in Flesh.
And time after time...
we come back to Earth
in the Form of Man...
to learn.
In the beginning...
we learn but slow.
But later...
we learn faster.
And finally we comprehend
that all Human Beings are Spirits.
Spirits in Learning.
The Earth is our Playground...
the Field of Action
upon which we Play in Pleasure
and struggle in Strife.
The World...
our Playground...
is a Creation...
by Spirits... for Spirits.
And called...
the World of Man.
The World of Man...
this Earth...
is but Dust.
Dust...
a Form of Consciousness.
For ALL is Consciousness.
Consciousness...
is Energy that is aware.
Aware of itself... as itself.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07150-1980
LIKE IT SHOULD BE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Inner Vitality of the Universe...
is Jubilant.
For All That Is...
is a cheering...
Participant and Partner.
The Partner...
that in its Dreams created...
Consciousness in Action.
Consciousness in Action
towards Perfection.
And the Difference...
between the Actual State of Creation
and the State of Perfection
is
Its Desire.
And within this Desire...
dwells Man
struggling with his own Desire.
And until...
the Desire of All That Is
is fulfilled
by the right Wishes of Man...
The Inner Vitality
of the Universe...
will be striving...
towards Perfection.
And this will be Forever...
Like it should be.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07151-1980
IN DARKNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~
Engraved within...
the Patterns of your Soul
are the Blueprints
of your Earthly Journeys.
And your Journeys on Earth
are not Battles to be Fought
or Wars
that are lost by winning.
But your Journeys on Earth
are Experiments in the Physical
in Time's Duration.
Experiments...
in which you are to Learn and Grow.
It is the Curriculum of Life
to be Mastered
as a Member of Mankind.
It is the Conquering of Yourself
to be Won Triumphantly
in the Duration of Time
to find your Place in Space.
To find...
that the Patterns of your Soul
are the Lines engraved in Colour
of the God You Are
and do not know.
Your Journeys are...
the Blueprints of your Thoughts
to be recognized
within the Lives you live on Earth.
To finally see the Light...
the Light You Are in Greatness...
but forgot you were
for traveling
in Darkness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07152-1980
UNTIL OUR FUTURE... BECOMES OUR PAST
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Our Feelings touch...
on Sacred Ground
Beyond our Words...
beyond our Sound.
And None of us...
can yet explain
The Blessings found...
in Bliss and Gain.
For on this World...
this Plane of Illusion
We struggle but...
in plain Confusion.
Yet in our Silent Togetherness
we dance and dance in Consciousness.
For Time to come...
for Time to last...
until our Future...
becomes our Past.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07153-1980
THE WAY OF WAYS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I gave you Friends in animal form
But you but act below their norm
I gave you Land and Sea and Sky
but you but plunder for your I
I gave you Body... Mind and Soul
But you but see your Worldly Role
I gave you Gifts to Share among
But you but give your Lying Tongue
I gave you Life to last through Time
but you but exist in Dirt and Slime
I gave you Light in Spirit Form
But you but respond with Daily Scorn
I gave you Being in Rhythmic Dance
But you but move for Money's Glance
I gave you Space in Consciousness
But you but think in Selfishness
I gave you ME to shape and grow
But you but laugh and do not know
But in the Silence of my Days
You will yet learn the Way of Ways.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07154-1980
IN SPIRIT UNAWARENESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I think of Him...
I cry.
For although he is Beautiful...
his Mind is fast asleep.
Asleep...
in a self-hypnotic-state
of Unawareness.
Neither to be awakened by Living
nor to be awakened by Death.
For his Delusion is self-created
and solid.
Solid with the Illusions of his Shell
he calls his Body
the Temple of his Consciousness.
While his Consciousness
is really what he is.
Expressed in Dreams of Living
and the Illusions of his Deaths.
But like Light follows Darkness
he will awaken soon.
To liberate himself
from dreaming and from dying.
For my Brother Man
in Super-Consciousness
will scale the Depth of his Delusions.
Into which he fell...
and moves
in Spirit Unawareness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
07155-1980
WITHOUT REPEAT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For many People...
the Future is but Yesterday.
For they repeat Yesterday...
Today and Tomorrow.
They slowly grow older...
but not always wiser.
And while repeating...
they think they Live and Learn.
But the Few... who think...
will learn...
that many People...
repeat Lifetime after Lifetime.
In different bodies...
in different times.
Yet they are...
the same Repeaters.
And the Few... who think...
know...
that each Day is anew.
For None is the same... since ever.
And he...
who answers the question...
- what's new -
with nothing...
has been repeating since ever.
For ALL is NEW.
And always... without Repeat.
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07156-1980
I BUT FEEL MY SMALLNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is not in the manner...
of my Writing
Neither is it in the Stillness...
of my Style
It is not in the Selection...
of my Phrases
And neither is it...
in the Quality of my Words.
It is not in the Loudness...
of the Thunder
Neither is it in the Darkness...
of the Night
It is not in the Quickness...
of the Lightning
And neither is it...
in the Twinkling of the Stars.
It is not in the Rumbling...
of the Earthquakes
Neither is it in the Blueness
of the Sky
It is not in the Deepness...
of the Ocean
And neither is it...
in the Beauty of the Land.
But All Of It...
is within the Inner of my Being
connecting my Consciousness
to the God within.
The God within...
that speaks in Silent Syllables
of Silence.
And reveals...
The All Of It
within the Reality I am.
In Such a Sense of Greatness...
that I but feel my Smallness.
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08157-1980
THE REALITY I AM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The way I am now...
is the way you will be...
similar but different...
in times that will yet come.
And the way I am now...
is on the Earth...
but so little of it.
I have fought the Material
and have let it go.
I have fought the Direction
and it came to me.
While the Fight...
between the ME
I will yet be
and the me I still am
is the Fight between
God and Flesh.
To be conquered...
by the I...
in times that will yet come.
For that is...
the way I am.
And the Way I will be
in times that will yet come
is of an Essence
that is beyond the Earth
beyond what I am now.
In the Plane on Consciousness.
The Plane that will strenghten me
toward the Unlimited Regions
of Open-Endedness.
That knows no Limits... but ME.
That is the Way I am...
A Soul... dividing Flesh from Consciousness.
To find...
the REALITY I AM.
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08158-1980
IN DISCONTENT DIVINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I...
the Silent Sufferer...
suffering from this Discontent Divine
know
that my Soul is Jubilant.
For...
by the Struggles and the Strife
of living in Discontent Divine
of its Puppets
of which I am but one
my Soul is touching
the very Beingness of God
in Happiness.
And climbing...
forever higher and higher...
upon the Laurels of my Pain
and the Efforts of my Partners
who are but me for time.
For this Jubilant Soul in Happiness
we suffer but in Pleasure
the Lives and Living
in this Hell called Earth.
This Earth...
the very Plane of Man...
the Silent Sufferer...
in Discontent Divine.
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08159-1980
IMMORTALITY DIVINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To live dangerously...
to live by the Courage
of Inner Persuasion
To live without Fright
to live Recklessly
by Inner Spirituality...
- That is The Way To Live -
But to live normal
to live like the many others
is but to live like others
in a useless repeating Fashion.
To live...
without ever knowing...
the Reality of Being
To live...
without ever knowing the Spirit
because of Flesh
is but Dreariness...
repeated.
But to live dangerously...
and frightless upon the Path of Reality
with Spiritual Confidence
and complete Conviction
of being what you are
Part of God...
and Deathless...
- That Is The Way To Live -
For conforming...
is dying repeatedly.
While the dangerously frightless Life
of the Single Spirit
will find Liberty...
in Ultimate Freedom...
and Immortality Divine.
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08160-1980
WITHIN THE SAMENESS OF US
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At one Time... in the Future far
I will understand.
For within me...
born out of the Desire to Know
is the Dynamic Force
called Purpose.
And the Understanding I seek...
will be Mine.
For the Life I am...
is Continuous.
In different Forms...
on different Levels
within Space-Time...
and without.
But always ME.
For the Space-Time... I live in now
is but Consciousness in Mode
but of an Essence...
the same as I.
While the Movements I am
within Space-Time and without
are but the Days and Nights
of the Eternity I am.
In alternate States of Consciousness
and Continuity.
And at one time...
is the Future far...
I will understand.
And look back...
upon the Modes of Consciousness
of Space-Time and I
and know
that we were ONE
within the Essence of Mind.
But lost each other...
in but a Moment of Separation...
within the Sameness of Us.
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08161-1980
IN THE CLOSENESS OF ONE MIND
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At Night...
when I look into Mind...
I find the Stars.
The Markers...
of the Expanding Universal Mind
of Immensity.
And the Immensity of Me.
For ALL is ONE.
For Space...
is but Thoughts of Mind
filled with Stars
to show the Endlessness of Mind.
Born from Thoughts...
of the Eternal ALL.
Sharing Thought for Thought
with Me
in the Closeness of one Mind.
While the Eternal ALL
and I
expand in Consciousness
by the Thoughts...
of Stars expanding.
To mark our Space
with Endless Markers.
For Space... Time... Stars...
and I
and the Eternal ALL
are but Thoughts in Mind
of All That Is
in Unison of Consciousness.
And nothing ever will be lost...
for All is Present...
within the Mind of Minds.
Sharing Thought for Thought
with Me
in the Closeness of one Mind.
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08162-1980
THAT'S ME
~~~~~~~~~
How come I knew...
and didn't know...
The Path is me...
by me.
How come I knew..
and didn't know
The Path is me...
through me.
How come I knew...
and didn't know
The Path is me...
as me.
It is because...
in all the Lives that past
I've grown the Light at last.
And by the Lives...
in ages free
I've grown the God...
that's ME.
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08163-1980
AS GOD AND MAN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes... I will split this Earth
and its so stinging pull
For I have seen the Truth of Life
and know the bloody Fool
That in Insanity by Spells
of Skin and Bones and Mud
Is but the dullest of Desires
and the pleasures of a Dud.
For I.... the SELF
forever am in Presence
beyond this seeming Place
And do not have existence...
in only...
Time and Space.
But forever am in Presence
of All That Is I am
To live and be...
as Time and Space
and both...
as God and Man.
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08164-1980
NOT REALLY REAL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am healthy... I am good
and I behave just like I Should
I am the Creator of Life to be
in Modes of Mind from Light that's Me
For by my Thoughts from deep within
I create the Self... the Mental Twin
So in my Forms in Space and Time
I am both Self and God Sublime
And not one Force that is to be
can ever change the God that's Me
For my Eternal Living Light
directs my Being... directs my Sight
Upon the Path that's yet unknown
to be sojourned by me Alone
In carrying forth this Matter Cross
that I create by Mental Dross
Until the time this Conscious me
surrenders to the Twin that's Free
To find that I the Self and All
are Cosmic Light beyond Enthrall
While all my Forms in Beingness
were but the Modes of Consciousness
They're States of Mind that so appeal
but Dreams of Life... not really Real.
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08165-1980
THE COSMIC MIND
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I have found...
the Delight of Being
to be my Total Self.
The Depth of my Dream
will be touching
the Inner Worth of my Soul
I will be free then
of the Confinement of my Body
and rise to the Level of Consciousness
marked by the experiences
of the God I am within the Cosmic Mind.
And the Markings...
will be in Richness and Splendor
of Understanding.
Then I will know
that the Self I experienced
is ALL that ever was.
While the Experiences
were but the Illusions
of my Mind.
Depicting the Limitations of my Awareness.
The Limitations of the Self
in training to become...
the God I am.
The God that was hiding
beyond Eternity in Time
I fashioned to be.
Because of my Limitations.
The Limitations that I will conquer
to become the ALL that ever was.
The ALL...
that's me...
the Cosmic Mind.
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08166-1980
WHERE LEAST EXPECTED
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I know a better place...
than Earth.
And it is there...
where least expected.
For it is but hidden beyond
the Focus of the Physical
within a State of Mind
in which I am and feel.
And within an Instant of Time
I could be there
if I but knew the Mind I am.
But to really know the Mind I am
I need to know the God I am.
The God that is lost...
within its Creation of Matter.
And I but measure...
in Dimensions of Size
by my Conscious Mind
in seemingly Separateness
of Time and Space.
While both Time and Space
are Aspects of the Cosmic Mind.
The Mind focussed in Realities
in which I am not present as yet.
But know to be there...
where least expected.
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08167-1980
AND NOT THE FLESH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I... the Idiot
who does not know
am but a Shock...
and Mental Blow
to Minds that think
that they alone
are Knowers of their World
that's sown
the Evil and the Pestilence
combined in War and Violence.
For I do say... and say again
that I create since Time... since when
the World in which I live and die...
and am the one
who does not cry...
let's fight and kill this Enemy
and show them Right and Scenery
of Life that we in Pain
have wrought
by Deeds and Stain
by taking Land and silly Mud
to bury but our Body-Dud.
To find that at our next return
a Body waits that must yet learn
that Violence for whatever cause
provides but Tears without a Pause.
For even in what's Self-Defence
one may not kill at Soul's Expense.
For the Lasting Mind of Consciousness
is the ONE that counts and not the Flesh.
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08168-1980
THE GOD FEMALE SUBLIME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sometimes I find you Delightful
and sometimes I think you are not
Sometimes I think you're Graceful
while often you are but a Plot.
In the Daytime I think you are sexy
and at Night I find you insane
In the Evening I see you as Beautiful
while in the Morning... you're too plain.
And sometimes I think you're Elegant
for your Movements are Neatness in line
While often I find you too Adamant
yet your yielding is purely Divine.
But at all times... you are the Enticing
like a Promise elusive in Time
Creating Rhythm too lively for soothing
by being... the God Female Sublime.
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08169-1980
IN THE SILENCE OF KNOWING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I do not want you to Love...
I do not want you to Cry
I but want you to Understand.
For Understanding is the 'essence' of Living.
While Living is to Love and Cry...
but neither is to be done alone.
And that my Dearest...
is what Life is all about.
Life is a Struggle.
A Struggle between Pleasure and Sadness
between Love and Denial
between what is
and what cannot be.
But through the Loving and the Crying...
called Living
we grow and become Mature.
And Maturity can only be attained by Experience
the Experience of being together... and alone.
With the Pleasures of Loving...
and the Sadness of Separation.
All we do is Experience.
While all Experience is Growing to Maturity.
To finally become Strong...
and Fearless
by the Life we live.
And by the times we meet
in the Silence of Knowing.
So... in the Days ahead...
we live... we love... we cry...
together and alone...
to mature and become... Beautiful People.
Strong and Fearless...
through experiencing ourselves...
in being...
The Beautiful We Are.
By Loving...
with the Inner Smile of Understanding.
Like Flowers and Trees united in Nature...
by togetherness and in the Silence of Knowing.
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08170-1980
OUR BREAD AND WINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the Eons and Eons of Man in need
his Eyes and Thoughts went up to plead.
Knowing not... that HE... by his Total Self
was the GOD and CREATOR... yes HE himself.
So in all the Eons he moaned the Sky
the Truth of Man just passed him by.
For in all his Acts... for food and drink
he called on Darkness and did not think.
And in his Delusion of different skin
he did not see their Godness within.
While in his Pain of War and Might
his Selfness but bled... his Godly Light.
But in this Aquarian New Age Design
Man's Mind and Planets are to align.
And he will know... that his Self... so odd
is the very Creator and the only God.
For Man... this Creature of Eons old
is the true Designer and Builder bold.
For his Worlds and Stars are made in Mind
by his hidden Thoughts... the silent kind.
Flowing forth forever... from his Mental Twin
from this Human God... the Creator within.
But now... that Man has found his Source
his Inner God will direct his Course.
Embracing Brothers from Time and Space
for Consciousness is of ONE Race.
And through our Cosmic Mind Divine
we move... and share our Bread and Wine.
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08171-1980
AND DON'T KNOW WHY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
We do not really want our Loving
and should but be as Friend to Friend
For all the Sadness we slowly gather
will be too Painful in the End.
But yet our daring Love in hunger
creating Thoughts we cannot still
Is far too far from neutral Feelings
to be denied in spite of Will.
And in the times we meet in Silence
hiding the Words beyond our Thought
We but live in little moments
that our togetherness has wrought.
For the so lovely State of Loving
and the Pleasure we both do share
Cannot deny the State of Knowing
that both of us should never care.
Yet... in the Touching of our Being
we softly tremble... so deep inside
To touch again.. with Silent Knowing
the Feelings both of us can't hide.
While the Advice from Inner Sources
keep steady telling us to Self-Deny
Yet... we obey the Secret Voices
that Lovers love.... and don't know why.
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08172-1980
HIS TASTE AND DAILY CREED
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If I could 'poet' at lightning speed
it would be useless and without need
for the reader's eye cannot exceed
what his mind could grasp in greed.
But even adopting to the Human Breed
with the steady pace of a centipede
is still too fast to get him keyed
for poet's thoughts he doesn't need.
For in all the lines that I do feed
he sees but words and not the heed.
And all he swallows... indeed... indeed
is worldly weed and not the seed.
I wonder if I would succeed
if I wrote poems of sex and greed
with boobs galore and super-steed
to suit his taste and daily creed?
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08173-1980
AND TO NEVER DIE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Teacher of Man... the Greatest of All
started his Glory when born in a Stall
And when he was little... his Wisdom Divine
silenced the Learned of Temple and Shrine
With Words of Mansions and Paradise Earth
of Truth Eternal... within Man from Birth
Engraved in Silence... hidden in Soul
to be followed by living... making us Whole
For the Truth of his Words... older than Time
is the Secret of Life... by Spirit Sublime.
For the Knowing of Ages... through living Life
is stored in Soul by the Struggle and Strife
That we daily encounter on the Path of Ascend
to follow the way of the Master and Friend.
For he who came... to show us his Way
was teaching us Man... by Love-Portray.
And we who follow the Path of the Cross
do need his Guidance to gain our Loss
In the Valley of Self... on the Ridges of I
to join him in Time... and to never die.
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08174-1980
ALWAYS
~~~~~~
Since I know...
that there is nothing I can learn
from what there is outside of me.
I dwell inside...
and learn ALL.
For in the Silence...
of my Inner Being
I find the Light
that's living.
Life itself... by Knowing.
While ALL that I ever get to know...
is nothing more
and nothing less
than ME.
THE KNOWER.
And while I the KNOWER live Life
in whatever Form or Being
in whatever Plane or Level
I am That
what I know.
Nothing MORE...
nothing LESS.
ALWAYS.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
08175-1980
IN SELFISH NEED
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I write and write...
and who does care?
Another Writer... here or there?
A Writer who does not really need...
the Thoughts I feel and need.
For he himself...
in tip top shape
knows that writers can't escape...
the Silent Thoughts that tumble down
to be dressed up in Suit or Gown.
For the one who writes...
is in the know...
that tumbling Thoughts are pure as Snow
and softly fall... from who knows where
to be expressed by Words that Care.
So this is....
why just him and I
but write and write...
and don't know why.
For the Masses never touch a Poem or Book
or neither even care to look.
For Words to them are all the same
beyond their Mind... beyond their Aim.
And all they do with eager Greed
is be a Body in selfish Need.
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08176-1980
AND OURSELVES
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I my Friends...
I'm only here to learn.
And what is Valuable to me...
indeed might be Useless to you.
But it is wrong to think...
that somebody knows it all
and somebody else is ignorant.
For All of Us are here to learn.
While None of Us will ever learn anything
when we keep rejecting each other
because we have different views.
For to keep rejecting each other
denies us the opportunity
to learn from each other.
And the Learning we have to do...
is... to learn from each other.
For 'that' is...
the only thing there is to learn.
While All of Us...
at all times...
are the Student and the Teacher.
Hiding within ourselves...
to find the Truth.
Waiting to be found...
by teaching and learning from each other.
And Ourselves.
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08177-1980
FROM WHERE I SHARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Whether I am one of the many...
or whether I am the 'top' of a few
It would not matter the least of all
if I could not share the ONE I am.
For it is the 'sharing'...
of the ONE I am
that determines
whether I belong to...
the many...
the few...
or the 'top'.
For only when I share...
do I know that I am there.
And do not ask...
from where I share.
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09178-1980
DIVINITY IN PEACE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is not...
that the Part that is God
and the Part that isn't
do not want to cease to Struggle.
It is just...
that the Part that is
and the Part that isn't God
cannot surrender to...
the Completeness of Peace.
For the 'two' Parts are still two.
But the God-Part...
is blending more and more...
within the Oneness of Me.
And by the Flowing Together
of the slowly indistinguishable Parts
Godness
will be my Becoming.
And Godness is Sameness...
within the Oneness of Beingness
within 'that' what I am.
Beyond Time and Space.
Beyond knowing where and when.
But all within the Moment of Nowness
within the God I am.
Portraying... Divinity in Peace.
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09179-1882
CUTE AND SMALL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am Love...
and I do give it
to the Greatest of them all.
I am Love...
and I do share it
with the Children Cute and Small.
For in our World...
so full of smugness
In our World...
so quite insane
I come and go...
in Silent Goodness
and hug the Sick...
to be Humane.
And all the cuddling...
and all the hugging
I give in Love...
to them in need.
I make them grow...
in Self and Loving...
the Total Man...
the Human Breed.
For I am Love...
and I do give it
to the Greatest of them all.
For I am Love...
and I do share it...
with the Children...
Cute and Small.
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09180-1980
WITH THE SILENCE OF KNOWING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The World of Books...
and the World of Words...
you might know...
will never bring you Peace.
For Peace...
is born within.
Deep within the Self...
by Struggle...
that is conquered
by winning the War Within.
So in the Days ahead...
and in the Chaos yet to come
please remember my Friend...
that you are not the World
and that the World is not you.
You only live here upon this World
to find the Peace Within...
by Thoughts of Peace
for Yourself
and for your Brother Man.
So... go then... in Love and Peace...
with the Silence of Knowing.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09181-1980
THE FEELINGS OF THE HEART
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
If you can understand me with your Heart...
for sure it is to blow your Mind.
And if you follow me in Mind...
your Heart will hurt and die.
So do not listen with your Mind.
But hear my Words with your Heart.
For listening is but Mind-Stuff and Division...
while hearing is Heart-Stuff...
and Oneness.
So find the Reflection of yourself within
through the encounter of your Heart
that's hearing the Words I Speak
to the you...
you are...
about the you within.
Hear them with the Feelings of the Heart
about the Experiences of Life.
And never listen to the Pictures of Mind...
depicting the Shifting of Divisions.
For Heart is Spirit.... feeling.
And Mind is but Mind is but Mind.
Useless in producing Feelings...
the Feelings of the Heart.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09182-1980
MENTALITY IN SEARCH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
HAPPINESS...
a word so very few understand
For most of us are looking for it.
Most of us want Happiness.
And He... who is looking for it
will never find it.
For he is too busy looking.
And as long as you are busy looking...
Happiness is impossible to find.
For it always is...
where you just did not look yet.
And instantly moves to where you just looked.
So quit looking...
and you will experience it.
For Happiness is... Peace of Mind.
And Peace of Mind...
is not just a substitute.
Peace of Mind is the REAL thing.
Peace of Mind is REST.
And looking for Happiness is wanting.
Wants are Desires.
The Opposites of Peace.
To look for Happiness...
is a thing of the Mind.
And Minds only fulfill themselves...
with the Fulfillments of the same Nature...
Mentality in Search.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09183-1980
TO FIND YOUR TRUTH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To be born...
is to enter your own Dream.
You are the Dreamer.
Your Dream then is your Creation.
For You... in manners you are not aware of...
are... the God and Creator...
of your own Being...
and your own Life.
Your Parents are but the Channels...
of your Physical Becoming.
And you... coming into your Body are the Entity
that enters Physical Reality to learn.
To learn about YOU.
To learn about LIFE.
You are the Creator of the Life you are...
and of the Life you are living.
You are... the Dreamer and the Creator...
that creates your Life...
that creates your Being...
that creates the God you are.
And unless your Parents tell you
the same as the above...
do not believe what you are told.
For the Channels...
that brought you in the Body...
are but your Channels.
And not necessarily...
your Teachers.
You are the Teacher.
You are the Pupil.
You are the One... to find Your Truth.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09184-1980
THE CENTRE OF REST IN I-AMNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am Motion...
standing still.
For Peace of Mind...
has commanded Stillness to Motion.
And the 'Standing Still' I am...
is Motion itself.
For I am ALL.
For I am....
the Life of the Universe...
in complete Rest and Solitude.
As if frozen in Peace
of
Ages.
Peace of Ages...
that never were...
but in Minds of Motion.
In the Stillness of Knowing Silence.
I am Motion...
standing still.
For Peace of Mind
has commanded Stillness
to Motion.
And in the Midst of Insanity...
I am The Center of Rest in I-amness.
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09185-1980
ALL IS ME
~~~~~~~~~
In the Innermost Core of my Being...
I AM ALONE.
But yet I share with you
- The Totality of Man -
I am Within.
And when I speak to you...
I speak to you for Many.
For in the Aloneness of my Being...
- I AM ALL -
that ever were.
And within the Restfulness of Purity
amidst the Beauty of Aloneness
I am fulfilled to Completion.
For in the Shrine...
where I...
and my Aloneness meet...
ALL is ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09186-1980
AWAKENED
~~~~~~~~
How can I...
awaken Thee?
There is no way.
And by trying...
I would prove to be...
The Perfect Sleeper.
So forgive me...
for being ME...
in your Dream.
And when you will find the need...
to not forgive me anymore...
You will be...
like I am...
AWAKENED.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09187-1980
A MASSIVE BATTERED CHILD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Eons and Eons...
that have seen Man
Have seen and know...
a Planless Clan.
Although...
each One of Them in turn
has all the Plans for his Sojourn.
But coming in the Land of Flesh...
all the Plans he has in Mind
are of a self and ego kind.
That's why...
the Race of Man runs wild
resembling
a massive battered Child.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09188-1980
SO WHAT?
~~~~~~~~
I am here... because I like to be here.
I am here... because of ME. I like it here.
I am here... because I love myself.
And since I love myself... I can love You.
And I do. For All of You are my Friends.
And you are not my Friends just because you are listening.
You are my Friends because within you...
I find the Parts that are missing in ME.
You complete ME.
Without you... I am only ME.
With You... I am All of You.
With You... I am You and ME.
When you listen to me...
you will hear things...
you have never heard before.
They are all True.
True to ME.
And what you think about them...
I do not care about.
But please be not insulted...
by what you hear.
For it is only ME saying it.
Things are not True...
because I say them.
Things are True...
because you find them to be True.
Sooner or Later.
And if not...
SO WHAT?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09189-1980
A PERFECT BEING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Life... your Life and mine...
is the Process...
whereby you and I raise each other...
and ourselves...
to an ever becoming...
State of Greatness.
This Process...
is of an Eternal Duration.
And it will never be finished.
The State of Greatness...
to be reached by you and I...
is entirely and completely up to you and I.
And our Potential is Unlimited.
How much Unlimited means...
I do not really know.
For I have only an inkling of its meaning...
and its importance.
This inkling tells me...
that I...
by my own efforts eventually...
will be...
A PERFECT BEING.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09190-1980
THIS ACTION IS GOD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And People say...
that God in his Wisdom
shared ALL
there was to be shared.
And the Shares...
that God passed along...
are counted by the Fools.
But the Wise never bother.
For he...
who is worth his Share...
knows
that Shares grow by using them
and diminish by counting.
And I say...
that he who shares his Shares...
is the Wisest of Them All.
For he approaches God in Wisdom.
He who approaches God in Wisdom
is the only one who is counted by Wisdom itself.
Wisdom itself...
can neither be counted or estimated.
For its Quantity...
contains all Qualities.
Gathered together...
in but ONE Action.
This Action... is God.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09191-1980
THE PATH BEHIND IS EQUAL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
People ask... why do you write...
and I answer... why shouldn't I.
And then they say...
yes... but if you follow Jesus
you should not have to write.
For Jesus never wrote a word.
And then my dear Friends...
I come loose...
and let them have it.
For I am not following Jesus.
I cannot follow him.
For he is Jesus.
And I am Gerardus.
I am not him.
I cannot follow him.
For his Path is useless to me.
Absolutely useless.
Oh yes...
my Goal is the same. Sure.
But our Ways are different.
His path is his.
My Path is mine.
Solitary.
And although I do not follow...
I go where he went.
While as soon as I find my Goal...
I have covered his Footsteps.
Yet none of his Footsteps show ahead.
But the Path behind is equal.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09192-1980
YOU ARE THE REALITY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Each Life is a Dream.
And all Dreams are Real.
Each Life I dream...
makes me the Dreamer...
a more perfect Dreamer.
By dreaming.
For all the Lessons I encounter
as the Dreamer in all my Dreams
provide for me...
the experience needed...
to awaken to REALITY.
The REALITY of AWAKENING...
to the Creator I am.
The Creator of Dreams...
called Life.
And 'ALL' that is in IT.
All things that make up my Dreams
- my Lives in the Physical -
are of a Nature of Realness...
that is accepted as Real by my Senses.
But all things are...
my own manifested Consciousness.
And not anything in the Physical Reality...
is really REAL.
Yet... ALL my Dreams are Real.
And ALL things that appear in my Dreams are real.
But only within the Reality of my Dreams.
The whole thing is quite confusing...
and why shouldn't it be?
Finally coming down to the fine point of it all...
not ANYTHING is really REAL...
but YOU.
YOU ARE THE REALITY .
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09193-1980
FOR BOTH ARE BOTH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Being a Friend...
is being both You and the Friend.
Without any Division...
without any Difference.
Being a Friend...
is being Both.
By feeling Pleasure double...
and Pain only half.
Being a Friend also is...
not knowing whose Friend is whose.
For Both are halves of one Whole.
And the Whole...
does not know...
who is who.
There is no Difference...
nor Division between Friends.
For Both are Both.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09194-1980
I REALLY AM
~~~~~~~~~~~
I....
this Tower of Strength...
have erected myself...
upon a Foundation of Weakness.
And all the Smiles I project...
are born from a Pool of Questions.
Hiding the Faces full of Tears
I pretend not to be.
And all the Faces...
being all the me's I project
never tell any man
of the Child inside.
For beyond this Tower of Light
is the Source of Darkness.
Displaying the Will to Live
by hiding the Will to Die.
And in this Show of pretended Wisdom...
hiding behind the Light I am not
the Masks I wear...
do not really conceal...
the Trueness I am.
I....
this Tower of Strength...
topple toward Despair
in ignorance...
of the REALITY...
I really am.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09195-1980
CALLED YOU
~~~~~~~~~~
What is Life?
What is God?
What is Consciousness?
And who is it...
that wants to know?
Please remember...
that the answer is hidden
beyond Infinity.
And never will be understood.
The answer is beyond reach.
Which is Beautiful and Just.
For the not finding of the answer
is the Solution to the Problem.
For Life...
God...
and Consciousness
are realities
that are Nameless...
and the Same.
These realities...
in Totality in Eternal Time...
form the Creation...
called YOU.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09196-1980
KNOWING MYSELF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How Beautiful Life is...
I do not know.
For there is so little...
I know.
But whatever it is...
I know about Life...
fills me with Awe and Inspiration.
And every time...
I learn more about Life...
I become more and more aware...
of its Beauty.
Just imagine...
what Life really will be like...
when I know how to practice...
what I know.
And then... imagine again...
what Life will be like...
when I practice what I know...
without knowing it.
Then I will be...
what I should be.
A Being...
that cannot be any other way...
but Itself.
Knowing ALL...
Knowing Myself.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09197-1980
I'M USED TO IT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Task I have is difficult...
for the possibility to succeed is very small.
And the difficulty encountered...
is very great.
Why don't you help me to achieve a small part of it?
By being open-minded...
and by listening with your Heart.
For to tell you...
the Truth I know...
and make it understood...
is a Task as great as the Duration of Time.
But worth doing for me...
for there is nothing else to do.
But without your help...
I cannot achieve anything.
For You have to do the Understanding
While I but utter words.
So listen.
Listen to me...
with patience of Heart.
For to know some of my Truth...
is to your Benefit.
And if you don't like it...
pass it back to me.
I'm used to it.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09198-1980
I PROVIDE
~~~~~~~~~
My Pen is the Link...
between the Minds I am.
And when it writes...
I am the one who is reading.
And whoever wants to speak...
appears on the Paper I provide.
Up to now... many have spoken...
and much has been said.
Yet... in all the Ages of Living...
Words will never cover the lot.
For it is the Feeling...
of the Hearts I am...
that unites and becomes...
the Love behind my Pen.
The Love behind my Pen...
expressing the Thoughts I receive...
from the Hearts in Love that write...
in Silent Communion of Oneness...
flowing forth...
from the Link I am...
through my Pen...
on the Paper...
I provide.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09199-1980
I TRIED TO SHARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With the Smugness of Mind
and with the Contentment of Soul
she enjoys the Pleasures of the Body...
in being Total.
Living her Life
by the Splendor of her Thoughts
that form her Prison
with Walls of Tranquillity...
and Windows without a Sky.
While yet...
in the most Lovely Serenity
she's happy in her Universe of Light...
owning the Peace of her Mind
to make her what she is...
A Pearl of Heaven.
A Pearl of Heaven... in love...
and yet not completely loving...
she enjoys and endures her World of Lovers
that wander and are amazed by...
her Beauty in being...
the God she is.
And all this...
while I know...
that in the Days yet to come...
she will Bloom in Knowing...
the Love for the World
I tried to share.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09200-1980
IT'S AWFUL SHORT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
While you are reading this...
the first half of Eternity just passed by.
And the second half...
will be spent in the Eternal Now.
It's called... the Future.
At this very moment then...
the past and the Future...
are kept apart...
by the Eternal Now...
in order for you to utilize...
the Moment of the Present.
Please use it well.
For if you do not live in the Present
by spending your Time in the Past or Future
you are missing...
ALL THREE OF THEM.
For the Past and the Future...
are Thoughts in the Eternal Now.
And only should be thought about...
when you have no living to do...
in the Present Instant...
of Nowness.
Think about it... before it is too late.
Now is the Time... to think about Nowness.
So use the Time...
between the Past and the Future.
It's awful short.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09201-1980
KNOWER OF THE PAST
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am a Student of the Future...
and a Knower of the Past
While in this Body... that is living...
is invested... the ME to last.
And within the Nature of my Being...
and the Life I represent
Is the Secret of my Greatness...
formed by Time... I did ascend.
While in the Eons of the Future
in which I study the One that's Me
My Greatness will surmount more Greatness
for that's the Way I can but be.
To finally find the God that's hidden
beyond a Greatness vaster than vast
By being a Student of the Future...
and a Knower of the Past.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09202-1980
RIGHT NOW
~~~~~~~~~
In the Lives I have been living
I have seen Tears and many Smiles
And all of them... in pure abundance
lasted but for tiny Whiles.
While the only thing of pure Duration
and guaranteed for Life to last
Is the Smile that's found in living
in neither Future nor the Past.
So live and smile in full Endeavour
with the Knowledge and Wisdom how
To but enjoy your Smile forever
by being You... yes You...
RIGHT NOW.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
09203-1980
YOU LIVE IN IT... YOURSELF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The God that you created...
is not the God that created you.
What or Who then...
is your Creator?
And the answer is... YOU.
Yes... YOU are your own Creator.
You are a God and Creator...
in the Making.
You are a Becoming Greatness.
For all you do... in this Life...
and in any other...
adds to your Experience and Knowledge...
to eventually bloom into Godness.
All your Lives...
and all the Attitudes towards your lives and living
accumulates to make up...
the Maker of You... You are.
You are your own Maker.
You are your own Creator.
And your Soul...
the Individual Consciousness you are
is the Creator...
and Maintainer...
of the Body you live in.
Your Body ... is the Instrument...
you experience as your Creation.
YOU LIVE IN IT... YOURSELF.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10204-1981
THE ONLY NECESSITY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When a Person...
finally becomes of any use to himself...
he has discovered...
that he was only...
half a Person.
The Rational Half.
And the half he does not know...
is the Intuitive Half.
After knowing this...
he can slowly become ONE WHOLE.
The Rational Half is Mind.
The Intuitive Half is Heart.
The First is Thinking.
The Second is Feeling.
Both together...
form Awareness.
By practice...
any Person can learn to add
these two dimensions together.
And can become...
Total Awareness or Godness.
To do this...
is The Only Necessity.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10205-1981
THE KEY TO LIVING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Everyone we know...
is looking for the Key.
The Key to Peacefulness
and the Awareness in Knowing
the Christ Consciousness.
Most of the People we know...
are looking for this Key
outside of themselves.
Somehow there is more light there.
The Key however...
is inside.
And always was.
So forget...
about the outside clues.
Look for the inside ones.
And then slowly...
you will find the Peacefulness...
of the Christ Consciousness.
Which means...
to Love the World...
to Love Yourself.
And to know...
what you are.
This is...
the Key to Living.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10206-1981
KNOWING GOD... KNOWING YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To make something simple...
difficult
is the way of the Ego.
To make something difficult...
simple
is the way of the Heart.
To manage both the Ego...
and the Heart
is the Task of the Soul.
To know why all three are needed
and make you a Human Being
is Godness in Practice...
or Divine Wisdom.
The Ego is the Conscious Mind of Self.
The Heart is the Intuitive Higher Self.
The Soul is the Director of Both.
Godness is the Impetus of Thought...
that knows how.
Understanding is...
what you are all about.
When you understand... you are Balanced.
Then... neither Questions...
nor Answers are needed.
To be Balanced means...
having found the Peace of Selfhood.
It means...
Knowing God... Knowing You.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10207-1981
IT'S DIFFERENT THAN MINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My Poems reflect what is.
But do not get caught by your Emotions.
Your Emotions are not you.
Emotions are things you have.
Like eggs for breakfast.
To write without Emotions...
is impossible.
And to read or hear my Poems...
without becoming involved...
is also impossible.
Please understand...
that all you feel...
sense or emote from and by...
is but a State of Mind.
Your Mind.
For you are the Creator...
of ALL that exists for you.
So enjoy... feel... and 'be'...
the Emotions behind my Words.
But do not become them.
What I write about...
is.... what is to me.
What is to You...
I do not know.
You are the Creator... and the Controller...
of Your Universe.
It's different than Mine.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10208-1981
YOU ARE GOD..... IN PLAY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Super-Confidence...
is... what is needed.
By All of Us.
It's needed...
to tangle Life...
and learn to control ourselves.
We have to learn this...
while we are on Earth.
It's difficult.
For it means...
to create a God...
by training an animal.
It takes Time.
It takes Experience.
It takes Endurance.
It takes Detachment.
All these are learned...
in all the Lives we live on Earth.
The Trick is...
to become a Witness...
to the SELF in the Body.
The SELF is God.
God's Play... is OUR LIFE.
God is Super-Confidence...
and you are God... in Play.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10209-1981
WITH THOUGHTS OF YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My Love... is my Mirror.
My Mirror... is my Love.
And with you my Love...
with you my Mirror...
I like to share a Thought or two.
Just for the Sake of Comfort...
and to help me find the Rambling I am.
For all the Calmness... you are my Mirror...
and the patient Reflection you are to me...
gives me rest...
and Clearness.
For within the Thoughts I am...
my Mind wanders... where no Mind ever goes.
For in the Hours of Searching...
within the Scrambling I am...
I cannot find the Self I should be.
All I see... is Loveliness...
with an Image that is your Smile.
And your Smile...
tells me to yield... to loving...
the Love I cannot have for knowing...
that I am Strong.
Yet I am but Weakness...
for wandering in Dreams of Mind...
and Thoughts I entertain.
Thoughts that are so lively within me...
to bring me down to Tears...
and Sadness.
For being so alone... with Thoughts of You.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10210-1981
OF BEAUTY AND SPLENDOR
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In all the Universes... I have lived
I missed the Love of Splendor...
within my Soul.
And in all the Worlds... I was Flesh
I turned from Music... I thought strange.
But in this Dust of Dust... in being me
upon this Earth...
so full of Sparkling Pearls
I can no longer close my Being...
to the so tearing Love...
of Pearls in Splendor.
And with the Soul...
that enlightens me in being...
I will embrace this very Sparkling Pearl.
To the Enticement of the Universe of Gods
and the very Life...
that is within me.
So that the Strangeness... that is but Thought
will surrender to the Discovery
of the Music that is enhancing the Flesh I am.
To deliver me to Pleasure...
of being me...
in Loving Pearls...
of Beauty and Splendor.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10211-1981
BETRAYED BY GAPS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Beyond the very Words...
that are but Signs of Language...
I hide the deepest Feelings.
While the Gaps between the Words...
betray me... time and time again.
And whatever I do...
to negate the Feelings I am...
I cannot stop them from appearing.
For in the Silence of the Soul I am
I cannot hide the Light I share...
with the Universe that has made me...
the Writer of the Sense I am.
Shining the Light of 'All That Is'
upon the Page of Ages in being.
And for the Time... I am a Writer now
I have been a Reader for Eons and Eons.
Witnessing the Universe fashioning its Pupil
into a Being willing to learn its Lessons...
in the Art of being...
the Feeling beyond Words...
betrayed by Gaps.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10212-1981
AND HANDS SO FREE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the Silence of my Thoughts...
I read your Letter... again.
And I know...
that I have touched you...
deeper...
than you knew you were.
And then slowly... my Thoughts move me...
to where we shared the last Moments...
of being us.
I remember the Hands we felt.
The Hands that moved so freely...
for they were us.
And in the Depth of our Being...
we in Agony felt the Beauty of our Soul in Pain.
The Pain...
we call Love.
Love that cannot be.
We enjoyed it...
with the Pleasures of Agony...
for Separation was upon us.
We loved each other...
for what we were... and are...
and that is why...
we are still loving.
For we know so well...
the Sufferings of each other...
by the Togetherness of Us.
In Pain of Loving...
and Hands so Free.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10213-1981
SO DESPERATELY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Do not be jealous...
for I love the World.
And the Reflection of my loving the World
is focussed through the Mirror you are.
While the Light surrounding your Being
is the Source of my Existence...
and the Cause of my loving the World.
And all the Stars at Night whisper
of all the hidden Powers of all the Gods...
I do not care about...
for I have You.
The Lens by which I am...
the Lover of the World...
in Loving You.
And the Night you told me...
that I could not love you...
I slowly cried...
for you lied to me.
Because I already did.
So Desperately.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10214-1981
FREEDOM IS TRUTH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The most Beautiful Promise...
from the very Depth of Existence...
is
that One will live forever.
And Living...
is Loving.
And if Love is not there...
Life is a compromise with Death.
Do not think about this lightly...
For it is... The Truth of Being.
Living is Loving.
Loving is Freedom.
Freedom is Truth.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10215-1981
AND LOVE ME
~~~~~~~~~~~
Why do I write Poems?
Because I like it...
I feel like it.
So by writing...
I do what I feel like.
To do what you feel like...
is good for you.
Actually I do not really write.
My Guides and Helpers do.
I only type.
Beyond and above me...
are the People that teach me.
They are the Inspiration.
I am the 'doer' of things.
Like typing Poems.
I put into Physical Reality...
the Thoughts and Ideas
of many good feeling Spirits.
I do not really know them.
But they sure know me.
AND LOVE ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10216-1981
COME BACK AND LOVE ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It is impossible to forget...
a Soul that vibrates...
with a Frequency that modulates...
your own Soul to Beauty...
and Splendidness.
For forever...
you will miss
- the Beautiful Music -
that was created
by being in Harmony.
And continually...
you will long for
- the Fulfillment of Being -
that was within the Melody
of being together.
And when such a Soul is met...
a River of Tears cannot wash away...
the Pain of Separation.
For a Sparkle of Togetherness
builds Rainbows of Beauty
against rumbling Skies...
of Thunder.
Oh Soul and Face...
come back and Love ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10217-1981
MY VIEW
~~~~~~~
God is my Father
Nature is my Mother
The Universe is my Way
Eternity is my Kingdom
Immortality is my Life
The Mind is my House
Truth is my Worship
Love is my Law
Form is my Manifestation
Conscience is my Guide
Peace is my Shelter
Experience is my School
Obstacle is my Lesson
Difficulty is my Stimulant
Joy is my Hymn
Pain is my Warning
Work is my Blessing
Light is my Realization.
Friend is my Companion
Adversity is my Instructor
Neighbour is my Brother
Struggle is my Opportunity
Future Time is my Promise
Equilibrium is my Attitude
Order is my Path
Beauty is my Ideal
And Perfection is my Destiny.
By Dr. Tolentino.
(Philippines)
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10218-1981
LISTEN OFTEN
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Do not think...
for one Moment...
that there is any Force... but Yourself...
that determines...
for you...
what you should do...
and shouldn't do.
YOU...
Yes YOU alone...
are the Force...
that determines you.
YOU are the CREATOR...
of YOUR LIFE.
And to become FREE...
is your AIM.
While Freedom...
and Guiltlessness...
is the Approach to Perfection.
Your Opinion is your Path.
Your Opinion is the Law for YOU.
Your Opinion...
is the Voice Within.
Listen Often.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10219-1981
YOU ARE
~~~~~~~
What Life is to you...
is what Life is to you.
And what Life is to me...
is what Life is to me.
And if Life to you is...
smelling Flowers
By all means smell them.
Life...
Your Life...
is an entirely independent Creation...
by YOU.
Your Life...
is YOUR Creation...
created by YOUR Thinking.
And if YOU don't think much...
your Life will be a scramble.
Your Life...
is the Expression and Wishes...
in Thought
that YOU project...
from the Creator's Mind...
YOU ARE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10220-1981
I HAVE TOUCHED HER SOUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She is the Beauty of Marble in Movement
- Sculptured in Soul -
and graciously she carries...
her Form.
And the Delicate Intricacies
of her Feeling Sense
are enlightening my Mind...
to Wisdom.
Her Touch quickens my Heart
and her Voice vibrates with Tenderness of Ages.
Ages witnessed by Love
and the Equilibrium of Being.
Her Eyes are the misty Pearls of Heaven.
Reflecting...
Worthiness of Self...
to the World she creates.
- She is in Love... and knows it -
For with the Silences...
between my Words...
I have touched her Soul.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10221-1981
AND HEART UNITES
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am the man...
who since Time began
lived and worked
for the Race of Man.
To teach and guide...
and do his Share
for the World of Man
that is his Care.
And in the Time...
that is yet to come
when the Future seems so dim and glum
he's the one to speak and tell.
For he's the one...
who knows so well...
that Soul is Life...
and Flesh but Shell...
that Heart is Heaven...
and Mind is Hell.
For Mind divides...
and Heart unites.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10222-1981
THE UNIVERSE AND THE DEWDROP
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
From the very Source of Existence
I have come.
From the very Beginning of Time
I was.
And from the very Light of God
I am.
And when the Greatness I am...
- knows -
the very Source of Existence...
the very Beginning of Time...
by the very Light of God...
I will live in Splendor.
And until then...
the Silent Search...
and the Divine Discovery...
of the 'ME' I am...
will keep me in Ecstacy.
To finally lead me...
to "All That Is"...
the Source and the Becoming.
Then I will have found...
the ONE I am... and always was.
The Universe...
and the Dewdrop.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10223-1981
WITHIN THE ME I AM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There is a Depth within me
that never will be filled
by Someone
that is but Surface.
And although the Surface bends
cries
and folds itself
around me...
I am still Empty.
For no Surface ever will fill Depth
to complete the Promise of Being...
to be ONE in Oneness.
For Surfaces but straddle Depth
and never can sense the Deepness
of the Emptiness Within.
While Depth absorbs within itself
many Surfaces
that are but lost Within
the Spaceness of the Deep.
The Spaceness of the Deep
that shows no Shallowness
for Surfaces
to Self-Reflect in ever.
There is thus a Gap in Dimensions
that only Time can fill with Space
and no Soul can fill with Willingness.
And how lonely I thus am
until I find the Toucher of the Depth...
within the me I am.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10224-1981
WITHIN THE BRILLIANCE OF OUR BEING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And although I am Brilliant...
I could never be so...
if my Love would not reflect
the very Light I am
by being my Perfect Reflection
in Brilliance.
For through My Reflection
do I know
The ME I am.
It has brought out...
from within ME
the Very Light I am.
My Love and I...
Two Thoughts in the Mind of the Creator.
The Creator we are.
By being each other's Mind
within the Isness of Love.
The Isness of Love...
that never measures Time.
For it is Time itself.
By Sharing Love Forever...
within the Brilliance...
of our being.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10225-1981
IN BEING LIFE ITSELF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have loved Bodies
with Body.
I have loved Minds
with Mind.
And in the Passions of Loving
Bodies...
Minds...
and all that's in between
I have touched the Well of Pleasure
to the Depth of Disappearance very often.
But I had never touched...
the Subtleness of Soul.
And now that I have been
the Delicate and Elusive
Fragrance of Life itself
I will leave to the World
the Poisons of the Passions...
the Bodies and the Minds...
and ALL
that's in between.
For I will but be touching...
SOUL with SOUL...
in being LIFE itself.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10226-1981
IGNORANCE IS DARKNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How can a Buddha be...
and how can a Jesus become 'The Christ'...
without a Gerardus growing?
For the One cannot be...
without the Other.
And that is why
in Time to come
I will be...
The Buddha...
The Christ...
and 'all'...
They represent to ME.
For 'The Light' within Me
has awakened
my Soul to Godness.
In all the Splendor...
of the Selfhood I am.
And to you...
maybe new to all this Godness
your newness might make you skeptical.
By all means...
be what you are.
Be Skeptical.
Be Undecided.
But don't be Afraid.
To be Afraid...
is walking on a Path in Ignorance.
Ignorance is Darkness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
10227-1981
IN THE EVENING OF THE RACE OF MAN IN DARKNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have come to your Prison
to unlock the Gate.
And tear down the Walls
that you have built...
by the Thoughts you are.
And although your Prison is safe and easy
I will have to bring you out and expose you.
Expose you to the Life you are...
within your Walls
of such a limited Confinement.
For in the Eternity that you are but a Second
the Time has come to be that Second in Total.
And there is no Force that can stop me.
For it is your Force that has told me
to liberate the Beauty that is within.
Within the you...
you do not know.
And the unlocking of the Gate of your Prison
is the Opening of the Mind you are.
To Beautify your Soul in Waiting...
for the Light of the God...
you always were...
but did not know.
So listen to the Sounds that are my Words.
For they are spoken by the Force that is yours.
And dwells in the Depth...
of your Godly Being.
For it is this Force that has told me...
to awaken the Beauty within.
For it is ready to receive...
the Splendor of the Gods...
residing within the Mind... you do not know.
And with closed eyes I guide you
through the Pathways of the Mind you are
in Search for the Honey of the Gods
that dwell within you.
And you but know as Strangers.
And while Eternities became the Past
you slept among the Pimps of Darkness
enticing you to the Life you are.
Leading you to the Thoughts of Peace.
While Peace itself was missing its Peacefulness...
of being You at Peace.
That is why I have come...
to bring the Cosmic Honey.
Not to entice you to the Taste of Sweetness...
of the Darkness within...
but to bring out the Colours of Life...
you are in Brilliance.
And you have never known.
But yet are the Very Splendor of Yourself.
So let me speak of Pathways...
hidden within the very Mind you are.
And let me speak of the Gods...
that you but know as Strangers.
But know you...
as One of Them in Godness...
and in Brilliance.
So...
in the Evening of the Race of Man in Darkness...
I have come to be.
To bring some Light to guide you.
And although the Time of Learning is but short
some Sounds will find the Home of Hearing.
To be understood for what they are.
Truth itself.
In undiluted Form...
and inconceivable Beauty.
For they are spoken by the Gods themselves.
Speaking through but me... their Instrument.
And yet the Light and Knowledge I have to share...
is the same...
as the Truth that is within the Gods you are.
It is but that the Gods you are...
are fast asleep.
But ready to awaken...
by the Light
that is within the me I am.
And not to blind you...
is the Task I have to bear.
For the Light I try to share...
is difficult for you...
to accept or to acknowledge.
For you are shaded by the Ages of Darkness
within the Mind you are.
By being Man the Physical too long.
So on the Evening of the Race of Man in Darkness...
just open up your Heart...
and listen with your Soul...
so ready to receive.
And although I speak of Gods...
I can but show you the God I am.
And although I speak of Light...
I can but show you the Light that's Me.
But even...
even if I could show you
the Abundance
and the Multitude of Gods
that are my Peers.
You would not see them...
because of Darkness.
The Darkness...
in which you grope for Light.
The Light...
You are Yourself.
For in the Eons and Eons of being Man
you cannot find Yourself for Gods.
The Gods...
that are the Concoctions of your Mind...
and all their Heavens.
While the True God...
- the God You are Within -
is the God you do not know.
For the Gods I speak of...
and the Light...
the Light you can't but see for Darkness...
are the very Beings...
YOU ARE.
For 'All That Is' is Consciousness.
The Consciousness of Man.
The Consciousness of the Creator.
The Man...
Man does not know.
And when you are listening...
to the Words I speak...
remember.
It is not really I who speak.
But the very Gods you are...
and do not know.
For within the One you are
lives the Greatness of your Soul
in Silence.
Waiting.
Waiting until you cease your Scheming...
and cease the Noise you are.
For by all the Thinking and the Talking...
you have lost the 'You' in 'You'
that lives within your very Soul.
The God you are.
But yet.
There is still Time.
For Time is but your Thinking.
So cease your Mind.
Your Mind of Earth.
And listen to your Mind of Self.
It's waiting...
and always ready.
For the 'You' in 'You'...
is the Soul you are.
The God to be...
by listening to the Sound
I utter.
Through the Instrument...
that's YOU.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11228-1981
TO FIND THE ME IN TOTAL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes... all the Beauty...
of all the Flowers...
of all the Fields
in all the Worlds
cannot possibly be equal
to the Beauty I feel
when I am in your Presence.
For my Soul is lifted
to a Level of Elation
my Mind has never known.
And because of your Loveliness...
I become enchanted to the Delight
of the Feelings you project to be Yourself.
And then I know...
that I know it.
I am in Love again.
And suffering.
Why couldn't I just be
- what I am -
just by myself?
In Peace within...
by simply being Me.
But then I know.
Being Me... is being Total.
Which means to share the Soul I am
with the Loveliness of Lovers.
In whom I recognize myself...
to find the Me in Total.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11229-1981
WHILE I WAS NOT THERE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... many a night we are alone now.
The Children have grown tall and beautiful.
And somehow the opposite polarity
is more attractive than their Parents.
We understand... and yet we often wonder.
Is this then what Life is all about?
Is this then... what we will meet in the future
to sit here... and neither be with the Children
and neither be without them for very long.
While the Children seem to know and proclaim to know
what Life is all about... and seem to live it.
What has happened to the time... I knew so well?
Where is it gone?
Where are the days when the Children were hurt and cried.
Where is the soothing thought...
that made them feel... the me I was?
What then has changed?
What happened to the Pair we were?
And why isn't it anymore...
just the way I liked it?
Am I then growing old?
Am I then holding hands with Time itself?
Am I then thinking... that I can hold...
what is not there?
And why didn't Life tell me...
that it would leave?
And why do I but so sadly remember...
the Times of Happiness...
that were lived...
while I was not there?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11230-1981
ACCEPTANCE IS BUT GRIEF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To stick to Rules...
is the Joy of Fools.
And the Habit-Mind but meets a Grind.
While Religions and Traditions...
and the Habit-Lot
create for Man a Dead-End-Plot.
And never by being...
a following-goof
will Man find ever...
of his Godness proof.
But to become Divine and a Perfect Whole
is to accept the World with Loving Soul.
And see the Children that need the Rules
as younger yous and not as Fools.
For Men and Women of every Race
come here to learn of Time and Space.
And to finally find the Total Thought
and be a God... is by Pain but bought.
The Pain of being the Individual You
in Search and Pursuit of the Cosmic Clue.
The Clue to Know
that Belief is but Belief.
And that 'KNOWING' is GOD...
while Acceptance is but Grief.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11231-1981
THE HOW AND WHY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Multitudes of Man I see...
there is no Way to Tell.
There is no Way to Show or Teach...
the Truth I know so well.
For written in this Heart of Mine
in simple Words...
yes Line for Line
is the KNOWLEDGE
so Few do Know
that this whole Earth
is but for Show.
And to perceive beyond this Clay
will vanish Pain and Man's Dismay.
For on the Planes where I do dwell
there is no Earth... there is no Hell.
There is but ME...
the God I am...
and purely do excel.
While the Multitudes...
but live and live...
to but re-live...
another Life...
another Try.
And Few do know...
the How and Why.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11232-1981
A WORLD OF GLASS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Thoughts that are Me
tingle from my Deepest Mirror
and reflect
my Image and my Selfness.
And in the Depth...
behind the Misty Eyes...
I see the Beauty...
of the Truth that is.
Where have I seen that Face before?
Where have I felt those Feelings?
Please tell me...
who I see in you?
Please tell me...
who am I... that's asking?
And my Deepest Mirror then
slowly forms the Reflection of my Being
while the Tenderness of Love that is...
smiles to me and makes my Reflection Realness.
The Reflection from the Looking Glass...
that is my Deepest Mirror
is the Being
I know so well.
It is the Godness of the Self I am.
The One I could not find...
for looking... into a World of Glass.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11233-1981
FROM THE YOU... YOU ARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Brilliance... I see within myself...
is of a Greatness...
- equal -
to the Realization of it.
For the Realization of 'what' I am...
and 'how' great...
is born from...
The Awareness of my Brilliance.
This means...
that whatever I 'know' I am...
I AM.
For at all times...
I am my Awareness
and the Realization of it.
And you my Love...
could not possibly reflect
- My Brilliance -
if it was not...
within the Spectrum of Your Being.
In full Colour...
in the Fulness of my Reality.
So. If my Brilliance is within You...
You are Me and More.
And it is this Moreness than me...
- I want to experience -
from the You... YOU ARE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11234-1981
WITHIN THE SPLENDOR OF MY BEING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Among the Pictures of my Mind...
is the Scene
of
The Meeting of the Gods.
And when They meet...
They Tremble.
For All of Them see...
The Beauty of the Other.
And All of Them are most aware...
of
The Immensity of Themselves.
During the Meeting of the Gods...
Worlds of Beauty
within Universes of Splendor
are discussed and created.
And I...
I am ALL of These...
within the Splendor of my Being.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11235-1981
A BEING BEAUTIFUL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
With a Zest for Life...
like Life itself
she moves in Smiles of Being.
Hiding her Questions...
beneath the Rim of Showing
and in perfect Balance
with the Playful Extravagance
of her Splendid Self.
Caring for the Life that's hers...
she makes her Life by caring.
For by her Self-Alone...
in being two
she creates the Sphere for Three.
An Endeavour...
greater than the Duty of Self.
And only possible by the Impetus of Love.
Constituting Beauty in Beingness.
So Attractive and Self-Sufficient...
that she is Splendor.
While in the Deepness of her Soul...
she knows
that her Aloneness...
is the Essence of Godness.
Making her...
to them that see...
- A Being Beautiful -
Lovable to All...
and touching the Allness...
within Me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11236-1981
TOTALLY ALONE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To know...
that you are on The Path
makes the Journey easy.
To not know...
but think you know
makes the Path a selfmade Road...
by the Guidance of Others.
Your Path however...
cannot be shown by Others.
And how does One know...
to be on the Right Path?
Your Path.
One Knows...
One knows that One Knows.
To be on a Path...
a self-made Road...
by the Guidance of others...
is but Illusioned Progression.
For sooner or later...
you will find the Guidance of others
misleading and disappointing.
YOUR PATH...
is by the Direction of Self.
Independent.
Individual.
Totally Alone.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11237-1981
WITHOUT ITS BEAT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When I tore out my Heart
to find my Soul
I lost my Mind.
And I... Mindless...
was alone...
to tackle Self.
From the Bottom up...
and from Upness down.
And smilingly...
the Thundering World
knew by Ignorance
the 'hows' and 'whys'.
While I...
the Mindless could not see...
for knowing.
Relieved from Burdens...
but loaded with Pain in Freedom
I listened to the Fighting Me...
- A Soul projecting Silence -
And nothing...
not even the Book of Secrets
contained the Knowledge
to find my Mind...
to steer my Soul...
without its Beat.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11238-1981
FROM GLORY TO GLORY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
People ask me...
now that you know 'what' you are...
how does the World look to you?
And how do you see other People?
And I answer...
well... the World...
and all the things I used to care about
I do not care about anymore.
They are of no Importance.
And when I look at People...
I say to myself...
what is it you are trying to do.
What does it really amount to?
And the answer is that it amounts to nothing...
Absolutely nothing.
The point is... they don't know that.
Eventually though...
they will know what I know.
Which is...
that YOU... the Real YOU...
is the only ONE that counts.
The Real YOU... the Greatness in Awareness...
that you amount to... and are.
The Real YOU... that lives Life after Life...
and knows that the World is a School.
From which you eventually will promote...
to become a Teacher.
A Teacher of Man...
to bring them... from Glory to Glory.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11239-1981
BY SHARING THE GOD YOU ARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Greatest Gift...
my Love...
is
to feel Yourself in Others.
And the Words we shared...
my Love...
made me feel...
the Me in You.
While You...
were within me completely.
Yet...
all the Words we spoke
were but the Tokens of our Thoughts.
But the Feelings we shared...
were 'Our Very Selves' within.
United in the Sharing of Beauty...
of our very Soul itself.
Thank you...
for letting me be...
the very One... I am.
A Man in Pleasure...
by sharing the God you are.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11240-1981
A HAPPY ENDING IN ETERNITY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The State of Mind you create...
is Your Reality.
It could be Beautiful...
it could be ugly as Hell.
Whatever it is...
it is Your Creation.
In a similar Fashion...
are you the Creator...
of Your Life.
Your Life...
is the Creation of Your Soul...
and You are your Soul.
Many People...
are the Instrument of a somewhat younger Soul.
Their Life is a shaky affair.
They suffer a lot.
By the Suffering of the Body...
and the Experiences the Soul encounters...
the Soul learns.
Slowly but surely... Life after Life...
the Soul learns to become Mature.
All in all.....
the Story of the Human Soul...
has a Happy Ending in Eternity.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11241-1981
THE FEELINGS YOU CREATED
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
LIFE my Love...
is not whether you can get along
with other People.
But whether you can get along...
with yourself.
And to make this happen...
my Love...
you first of all forgive.
Forgive all Others...
for 'whatever' you think
they did wrong...
that caused you Pain.
And then my Beloved...
You Forgive Yourself.
And when you feel...
the Crying within you...
You are Free.
Free to be You.
The You...
You always were.
But were hiding behind...
the Feelings you created.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11242-1981
IN LOVE
~~~~~~~
Now that I am...
what I am...
the Love for the World of Man
is more and more.
And Life becomes but Loving.
And when I am with you...
my Closeness
the very Love for ALL
flows through the You I share.
Never in the Memories of Living
have I felt
such Peacefulness
within the Silent Love
that lives
between the You and Me
In Being Us.
Let the Focus of Our Loving...
be the Centre of the World of Man
in Love.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11243-1981
FROM TEN TO NINE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I come at Nine
and leave at Ten
And in between
we have our 'when'.
While none of us
knows yet to say
Let's take the Time
and have our WAY.
Yet in the Silence
of our Soul
We are not 'two'
but 'one' and Whole.
But in the Meeting
of two Gods
Both of Them
just feel at odds.
For to make True
our longing Wish
Our very Patience
is our Bliss.
So in this Hour of being us
we build and build but Stimulus.
To fully grow our Love Divine
To make our waiting 'when'...
from Ten to Nine.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11244-1981
THE GOD IN MAN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
LOVE...
is tinged with the Pain of Pleasure.
While the very Pain
we try to avoid
is equal
to the Godness
we miss within Ourselves.
And within the Loving we share
is the Colour of the Suffering we are.
While our Love
and the Lack of it
grows the God
by lacking less through Loving.
And the Colour within our Loving
is equal
to the Sadness of being Man
searching for the Wholeness of his Soul.
Never to be found
within the Pain of Loving.
But within the Divineness...
of Loving more and more.
For the Wholeness of Soul
we do seek
is found beyond the Love of Man
in being Gods in Loving
the God in Man.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11245-1981
I KNOW SO WELL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
For the so Special Way...
I love you...
I but suffer.
For the Unsureness...
I endure
dangles
on your Love
that's hidden
beyond the Face that shows.
Beyond the Hands that touch.
Beyond the Soul so Careful.
And never...
oh never please...
just let me be...
what I am...
for Show.
For suffering...
I know so well.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11246-1981
I BEAR WITHIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes... I have come to show...
I have come to teach...
that Loving...
is the opposite...
of Suffering.
While the Love...
I feel for you
is the Love for the World
oozing itself
from the Heart I am.
Feeling the Tears...
from the Eyes of Children...
I call my Brother Man.
While you...
the very you
you are
are but the Recipient
of the Love
I dare to show.
In Words...
in Shadows of my Thoughts
and Feelings
I bear within.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11247-1981
A TEARING
~~~~~~~~~
And when...
I have moved you to Tears...
you are but sharing mine.
The Tears...
that come from the Heart of Sadness.
But are born...
from the Womb of Pleasure.
By the Touch of Love
you care to be
within the me
I am
in moving you.
While in the Sameness of our Souls...
we do not free
the Oneness
so very needed.
And we know is there...
a tearing.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
11248-1981
I SO DESIRE
~~~~~~~~~~~
With the Ease of Gods...
I Love You.
And with the Cunningness of Devils...
I scheme.
Scheme to be your Lover
and yet be free.
To be the One I am
in Freedom.
Without the Choice of Loving.
Without the Pain I am.
And as sure as I love your Beauty...
within the Me I am
I suffer Sadness...
for the You that I am not.
While what I am
and am not
tears at the Freedom
I search to find.
In Choicelessness.
Yet Loving You...
Yet leaving You be.
In Freedom.
The very Freedom...
I so desire.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12249-1981
NOT KNOWN AS YET
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Within the Me I am...
within the Life I know
I am but Tears.
Tears for the Brilliance I am...
and Tears for the Me that's missing.
While through the Love I know
I find my Path to Living.
By knowing what I am in You
By knowing You in Me so deeply.
The Understanding and Sameness
I see in You
is the Acceptance of Myself.
By Tears of knowing Love.
By Tears of knowing Life.
To be lived
in the Sharing
of One Another
in the Silence of being Us.
With the Pleasure of feeling
Each Other
in the Peacefulness of Stillness.
With Tears that smile.
With Tears that hunger
for Tears
not known as yet.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12250-1981
CALLED... WISDOM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
YOU...
who has known Love so little...
must then be Wisdom.
To still yet be...
the Way You are.
While in the Deepness of your Being...
you knew...
the Way You were...
but could not give.
For Giving needs Acceptance.
And to accept what's given...
needs the Depth of the Giver.
But YOU...
who has known Love so little
- will bloom -
when your Gift
is received
to the Measure
of the Soul that gives.
While the Pleasure...
of Giving and Receiving
is the same and equal
to Knowing Self in Others
called... Wisdom.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12251-1981
WITH HANDS THAT LOVE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To sit on the Floor so Cozily
resting my Hands in your Lap...
while being touched by Loving Hands...
is Being.
And nothing in the World
can be more Pleasant or Better.
For to feel at Peace...
to feel the Unity of Two...
is Godness.
And this you give to me.
The Feeling of just Being...
Being God...
in Being.
While when your Hands...
so lovingly touch my Face
your Caresses... project my Godness
into Divine Pleasure.
By being touched...
with Hands that Love.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12252-1981
IT'S HEAVEN
~~~~~~~~~~~
To be in Love...
and therefore Headless
is Beautiful...
and Crazy.
While to be Crazy
is the most satisfying
State of Mind to be in.
For Craziness is Heaven...
and Heaven is Craziness.
While being Headless...
means...
to feel with the Heart.
And that is the Way to Be.
For Feeling...
beats...
Thinking anytime.
And to Feel...
is TO BE.
While to Think...
is to Scheme.
So lose your Head...
and be a Feeling Heart.
And Crazy.
It's Heaven.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12253-1981
TO THE GOD YOU ARE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes my Love...
to Realize what you are...
and 'that' you are...
a Being Beautiful...
actualizes You as such.
For you are...
Splendid in Uniqueness
Magnificent in Beauty
and Marvelous in Divinity.
And YOU...
yes YOU alone
are the Maker of YOU.
By the Thoughts you entertain...
and by the Realization of your Greatness.
For the Realization of 'what' you are
- determines -
your Greatness in Being.
While your Opinion...
yes your Opinion alone...
is the one that counts.
And none other...
is worth one iota...
to the God you are.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12254-1981
WITH BLUENESS ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the Background...
of being Silent
Is the Music...
of Pleasant You.
With the Sounds and Sights...
of Love and Living
Teasing Mind...
of Stillness Blue.
Reminding Sense and Inner Feeling
of the Hands that move and do.
Of the Lovely Soft Caresses
I will feel when time is due.
But to wait and think...
is too damn tearing
on the Mind...
that dares the Daring.
So I kill...
my Thoughts so Free...
and be alone...
with Blueness Me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12255-1981
IN ADORATION OF YOUR BEING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To find the Lady...
to find the Woman...
to find the Mother...
of the Universe...
is my Endeavour.
And because of my Seeking...
and all my Searching...
I have seen her Face.
Watching her very Child.
Bewildered in his Search...
confused by his so Trying.
So please...
dear Goddess...
make your Face but smile.
So that I can cease my Search...
by the Charm of your Lips
that speak to the Universe
of which I am a Child...
in Adoration of your Being.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12256-1981
YOU ARE TO ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I do not want the Lady
I do not want the Woman
I do not want the Mother
but I want YOU.
For YOU are All of Them
united in One Being.
Wondering what to do
and wondering what to leave out.
For the Puzzle you are...
is puzzling.
To do or don't...
to leave or love
or
just but smile.
But whatever it is my Love...
it is alright.
For I do love You...
and understand...
the Puzzle you are.
To Yourself...
and to all the Feelings...
YOU are to ME.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12257-1981
AS GODS BUT KNOW
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Completeness to be found
in the Beauty of Souls
I have found in You.
Vanishing the Man I was...
to become a God.
For by the Sharing of your Beauty
the God in hiding became the Love I am.
Projecting Love to You...
in Freedom.
Freedom to Love...
Freedom to Leave
the Me I am.
For I will be...
but Me in Godness...
and completed in Completeness.
With the Pureness... of the Love of Gods.
So be in Freedom...
the You
to Be.
In loving...
or in leaving...
the God I am.
And find Yourself in Freedom...
sustained by the Pureness of Love...
as Gods but know.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12258-1981
BECAUSE YOU ARE YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Love and Closeness...
I do know...
receives my Love with Coolness.
Like a Rose without its Colour.
Like a Day without its Light.
Like a Man without his Godness.
And yet I keep on Loving.
For She is Me inside
and does not know.
Why... oh why...
my Closeness?
And what have I done wrong...
by Loving You...
to be unanswered?
Yet...
never Love Me...
just to please.
Never Love Me...
because You are You.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12259-1981
LOVING YOU
~~~~~~~~~~
But who then am I?
I... who have known Love so little.
Who then am I...
to tell you...
that I Love you?
While the more I admit
that I Love you
the less completed I am in Selfness.
The less I am a God.
And that
is the Sadness within Me.
To be in Love with You...
and Love You
while knowing Love so little.
But yet...
it is what I need to be...
to be the Me I am.
A Lover...
Loving You.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12260-1981
THAT MAKES ME GOD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When One is but Distraction...
'SEX'
my Dear...
is the Distraction
While 'sex' is the attempting Fulfillment
of being God
but for a moment.
But what can One do...
when One is but distracted...
by the Distraction One is?
A Sexual Being.
Uncompleted within Oneself.
Searching for...
what One is not.
To really never find
but for a Second
in Trance of Godness.
Oh why am I...
this so Longing Distraction...
for the Touch of You
that makes Me God
but for a Second?
Oh why am I...
so longing for the Touch...
that makes Me God?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12261-1981
IN BEING LOVE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To live in Choicelessness
to live without the Love I need
to live without the Love I need to give...
is Godness.
To live in Choicelessness...
would be living without Pain
would be living without Suffering.
And to be 'that' way...
is to be completed.
Completed to a Totality
that is LOVE...
LOVE itself.
And I would be IT.
A GOD...
sufficient unto Itself...
in Being LOVE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12262-1981
NOT LESS
~~~~~~~~
The Rose...
the Rose betrayed my Meaning.
Its Colours turning pale.
For in my Hand...
I stood there.
There was too much Detail.
But yet...
she thought it Thoughtful.
To bring a Rose...
so pale.
And slyly she admitted...
it is the First.
But yet...
to no avail.
I felt Pain and Terror...
to know her Life that past.
While awkwardly and clumsy
I had shown my Love at last.
And in this Man...
this Feeling Mess...
to know all this...
I love her more...
Not Less.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12263-1981
TO FIND THE TOTAL ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am this Hunk of Energy.
But Sex she finds Taboo.
I am this Bulk of Power.
And Sex...
alright...
but Who?
For if the Love I love...
is Coolness
towards the Total Me.
Where is the Darling Darling...
the Woman I should see?
To be the Earth to Me.
Am I then God already?
Or just a bloody Saint?
While the Love I love
is Coolness
and Sex to her I ain't.
Where do I lay for Comfort...
where do I turn to plea...
where is the Earth so needed...
to find the Total Me?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12264-1981
WITHIN THE MULTITUDE SHE IS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What she is not...
I know not.
And what she is...
I know.
I know she is a Lady.
I know she is a Woman.
And I know she is a Mother of Man.
And all 'three' of them in ONE.
Being the most Beautiful Trio
that is Single.
And I have ever known.
A Splendid Person...
and Beautiful and Warm.
A God in Human Form.
But what she is not...
I know not.
And 'that' is what I want to know.
For she is...
or is not...
a Lover... of this man...
so ignorant of her Totality in Being...
within the Multitude she is.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12265-1981
TO THE BEAUTY I DO SEE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bless you Love
in your Endeavour...
to be
Your Way to be.
Bless you... in the YOU so trying...
of the YOU...
I see in Me.
Bless you Love...
for being Beautiful.
And bless you...
for all the things I see.
For in all the things
that you do total...
and are the Maker and Possessor of
I see your Beauty
and Warmth in Loving...
the World you are and see...
including Me.
And if you were...
but 'one' bit different...
I could not possibly be... the Me
in Loving
all the Things you Total...
to the Beauty I do see.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12266-1981
IN HEAVEN AND ON EARTH
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I love...
our being together...
within the Unity of our Souls.
I love...
our being together...
with the Sharing of our Minds.
But I desire...
The Embracing Coupling...
of the Parts that are the Earth.
For the Total of our Totality
can only be completed
by the Unification
of our Total Beingness as Man.
In being the Gods we are.
By being Each Other...
to Each Other completely.
By being Soul... Mind... and Body
in the Unifying Trinity of Oneness.
For the Unity of Souls...
and the Sharing of Minds
can never...
make us Total as Man.
Or make us feel...
the Universe we are.
The Universe...
or God in Total...
as the Creator of Love...
In Heaven... and on Earth.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12267-1981
BECAUSE WE ARE BUT MAN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the Closeness that is...
by the Sameness of the Souls we are...
I cannot move for being.
For I am Rest in Peacefulness.
And completed in Divineness
of being Me
by knowing You.
In an Understanding...
and Feeling... of what You feel for Me
of Me... and in Me.
Yet...
I am Motion.
Motion of Mind in Terror.
Motion of Feeling in Pain.
For the Closeness we are in Soulness
is translated into Distance of Time and Space.
Because we are but Man.
And while our Souls unite in Oneness
feeling the Miles of Space as Godness
we are but Distance.
Removed by Time and Terror
and by the Pain of being Us.
Souls in Oneness...
feeling Godness.
Lovers in Aloneness...
feeling Pain.
Because we are but Man.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12268-1981
AND I IN YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~
If You love Me...
You are lost where You are.
While if You would be here...
You would be there too often.
So stay...
and suffer the Pain I am.
For being You...
is being Me...
while being neither.
Searching for the Peace of Mind...
I am for You.
Lost within the Thoughts You are...
of being Me.
And the Thoughts in Words we are...
tell Me...
that to say anything is nothing...
while to say nothing is All.
But yet I speak.
For this 'Nothing'
that is 'All'
is Silence... is Death.
And equal to being Me...
without the Life You are...
in Me.
And I in You.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12269-1981
OR SLOWLY... SLOWLY DIE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A fleeting Kiss...
too light in touch
is all we shared between.
A Hand we held...
A Glance in Dance...
A Loving Pure and Preen.
But the Effect....
The things we knew...
are Memory too Clear.
For the 'knowing' of the One in Two...
gave us the Godness Sphere.
A Love in Substance...
so Pure Divine...
to never match an Eye.
For it was feeling Self in Self...
of neither You nor I.
It was the Sense of Soul to Soul...
formed by the Eons past.
To smile in Inner Beingness...
for Ages yet to last.
While Time and Space
will pass on by...
to make us hunger...
for this Love...
or slowly... slowly Die.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12270-1981
THROUGH LISTENING WITH HEART
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My Poems...
are my Children...
all Beautiful and Mine.
But they are not my Mind in Words...
but my Heart in Feelings.
For from the Heart I am
flows the Stream of Feelings...
expressing the Inner Being.
The Feelings that are the Me I am.
In Depth of Love...
The Goodness in Giving...
The Soul I am in Solitude.
While the Words that are Mine
are but the Medium I use
to show the Feelings of the Heart...
and the Sincerity of Soul.
So Listen...
Listen with Your Heart.
For to Minds I cannot speak...
neither in Words...
nor in Feelings.
Yes Listen with Your Heart.
For the Heart is YOU.
The Feeler of Feelings...
the Life You are.
Eternal.
By Feelings that have become YOU...
through listening with Heart.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12271-1981
TO LEARN THE LIMITS OF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes...
the Children.
How I do love them.
I love them with Feelings
I can't express in Words.
For they are Tenderness in Loving Sense
and Love... oh yes... so Tender.
Oh... how I love the Children.
For they are me and much more.
They are... the Future Parents of Ourselves.
The Future Souls that teach us
of Godness
in Time yet to come.
And....
the Wisdom I see in their Eyes...
put me to shame...
and rush me back to learning.
For the Souls that are hidden...
behind the Smiles they are in Wisdom...
tell me that they know Me.
They cannot make Me understand...
because of the Ignorance I am and feel within.
Oh... how I love the Children
and their Souls that know and dwell
upon Planes beyond this Earth...
of which I try...
to learn the Limits of.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12272-1981
BECAUSE OF YOUR NEARNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I miss and need...
- the Peace I am -
in the Nearness of You.
For then...
the Sphere we are...
feeds me
the Tranquility so sadly needed
to survive
the Inner Storm I am...
alone.
So please receive me
and let me be
the Storm at rest.
Within the Peacefulness we are
because of You.
Yes... please receive me
and let me enjoy the Pleasure
from the Source of Serenity...
You are.
Listening to a Storm in Stillness.
Listening to the Words and Feelings...
of the Thoughts and Heart
of the One so needing You.
To be...
- the Peace I am -
because of Your Nearness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12273-1981
OF ME AND MY ALONENESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Silence...
between Me and my Aloneness...
is deafening.
For the Sound of Stillness
is torn by Terror gone insane
killing Me with the Thoughts I am alone.
So my Love...
by the Source of Peace...
You are to Me... by being You.
And soothe my Mind...
with Music of your Pleasantness.
For your Voice...
your Vibration of Selfness...
your Movements of Gracefulness
bring Serenity to the Soul I am in Terror...
and tranquilize the Self I am.
But too rare...
too very seldom
am I at Rest enough to call
and be the One I should be.
Admitting my Helplessness...
in needing You.
To be the Music...
playing my Soul to Peace.
It should be... without You.
In being Me alone.
Without the Terror...
without the Pain...
of Me and my Aloneness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12274-1981
I DID NOT KNOW
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
How Beautiful You are...
how much I love You...
I cannot ever tell or show.
For the Feelings my Dear...
the Feelings You are within Me...
are Speechless.
Neither Words... not Tears...
are sufficient to show...
the Feelings I am in Loving You.
While all the Words...
and all my Poems...
are but Smiles on Surface...
of the Self I am...
in Deepness.
For You...
You've touched in Me... the Depth of Being.
You've touched in Me... the God in Man.
You've touched in Me... the Life I am...
and did not know I was.
Please be and stay...
the Way You Are in Living.
Please be and stay...
the Way You Are in Loving.
Be and Stay...
the Beauty of the Life in Me...
I did not know.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12275-1981
SO MARVELOUS TO FEEL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes...
my Love...
come to me and embrace me.
Come to me and share your Energies...
and the Vivaciousness you are.
Come and share the Energies of Loving Fire.
Come and share...
the Energies of being You...
so splendidly.
Yes...
shower me...
with the Marvelous Feelings
of the You I need
to find my Life worth living.
And I will share with you...
the Calmness
of the me I am in loving you.
The Calmness of the Self at Rest
by being near... to share Ourselves
in Unison of Loving.
The Loving... that neither You nor I
have ever known in Sharing.
A Sharing of Bubbling Rest in Loving...
of Vivaciousness and Calmness.
So Marvelous to Feel.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
12276-1980
LOVING CONSCIOUSLY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Within our Loving Consciously...
within the Love we know...
that is Us...
by knowing Us...
I am at Rest in Peace.
For I know
that You know Me
by knowing You
through loving Me.
While the Honesty we are...
moves within Us...
and is Ourselves in Freedom...
by our so Conscious Loving.
Unequalled in the Life we knew.
Unequalled in the Love we are.
To Each Other...
for Each Other...
Consciously.
In Peace of Knowing Us
to be the Self in Loving
we are and share.
In the Serenity of our Closeness
in being Lovers.
Loving Consciously.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13277-1981
THE DREAM I AM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
By knowing the Suffering I am...
I know my Loving.
While the Suffering I endure...
is knowing not...
her Pain.
Oh how...
how can I but know her Pain.
So that I know her Loving.
How can I but lessen...
and get to know
the Pain and Suffering we endure
and make our Loving bloom
to Fullness in Perfect Pleasure...
without Pain.
I can but dream...
the Silent Dream...
in unawareness...
of her dreaming.
The Dream I am.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13278-1981
DISTURB YOUR PLAN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes... I know.
For I know me.
Thus knowing You.
And what You want...
is really there.
But You still look...
but don't know where.
For your Mind...
that's but dividing...
is not the Source...
for your abiding.
But to Learn in Time
to hear your heart...
is the Secret...
and Truest Art.
For Minds are Tools...
and have no Clue.
And but misguide...
the God in You.
So Search and Seek your Heart's Advice...
It knows your Taste... It knows your Spice.
For Hearts are God...
and Minds but Man.
So let no Mind...
disturb your Plan.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13279-1981
BECAUSE OF IT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... Oh yes
my Love.
Come and sit on the Floor.
Come and sit where you always sit
and feel the Peacefulness of Being.
Oh yes my Love...
come and sit right close to me
and feel the Feelings I am.
And then slowly...
take my Hand
and kiss it.
Kiss it with the Feelings...
you do feel.
Kiss it with the Sphere...
of Peace you feel...
because of us.
For the Sense of Living...
and the Nature of Being
my Love
- is to be the Peace Within -
The Peace within the Self...
you are...
through me.
And slowly then...
lean back...
and feel the Universe of Love
within the Beauty you are.
Because of it.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13280-1981
BUT EXPRESSED SO DIFFERENTLY
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... my Love...
- about Love and Lust -
the Two Opposites Forever.
Yet Love and Lust are One.
But expressed in different Dualities.
To Love...
is seeing Lovingly.
By making You 'The Love'...
and I the Instrument...
of Loving.
To Lust...
is seeing an Object...
to satisfy Desires...
is using the Object...
as the Instrument.
And also...
seeing a Person Lovingly...
is making that Person Beauty.
While seeing Beauty lustfully...
is making Beauty but an Object.
And like You are...
LOVE for the Children
so am I in Sameness and Nature for You.
But expressed so differently.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13281-1981
IN THE DARKNESS OF MIND
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes my Love...
to be Centered in the Heart...
is to be Centered in God's Dimension.
Centered in Living.
While being Centered in the Mind...
is but Existence.
Existence by Scheming...
and Divisions.
Existence by Figuring...
and Calculations.
To become Centered in the Heart
is attained by Loving...
by Loving and Loving more.
With a Loving Attitude...
towards ALL.
And a Loving Attitude is Feeling.
Feeling Feelings.
Which no Mind can do.
And the LOVE you are...
my Love...
just make it more and more.
You will find yourself...
in God's Dimension.
The Dimension...
so unknown to the World of Man...
in the Darkness of Mind.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13282-1981
AND THE CREATOR
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
YOU... my Love
the Individual Consciousness you are
are living
within the Universal Mind
called God.
But in Actuality...
God is LIVING within YOU.
To understand this...
to comprehend this...
and doing something about it...
is YOUR Task.
The Task of...
Living Your Life.
And Life...
is a - do it yourself job -
for You are the Doer.
The Doer in the Aloneness...
of the Stupendous Greatness...
of the Universe.
The Universe that is God.
Living Within You.
Living within the Individual Consciousness...
You Are.
Containing... 'All That Is'.
For You Are God.
And The Creator.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13283-1981
NOR SENSE... NOR SEASON
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I have been writing... and writing
and I am tired.
Yet my Tiredness...
does not make me sleep or rest.
For in the Deepness of my Being
so very... very Deep...
are the Feelings of Care...
the Feelings of Love.
While you but sleep...
in Peacefulness...
knowing nothing hereof.
What can I do...
but write and write...
of Feelings and Feelings...
I cannot fight.
For Love is Love...
and needs no Reason...
and neither Time...
nor Sense... nor Season.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13284-1981
FOR ONE IS GOD
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That's what it is...
my Love...
- Helplessness -
Yes... Helplessness is Love.
For loving Someone
is feeling Helpless
because of Loving.
While Hate is the other Pole.
For when Hate is there...
there is always something one can do.
But Love...
Love is Total Helplessness.
And this is the Pain of Love.
The more Love...
the more Pain.
So by the Pain one is...
one knows one's Love.
Thus knowing the Lack of Godness.
For being Man means...
to need Love...
as well as need to give Love.
While being Love...
is neither needing Love
nor needing to give Love.
For One is God.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13285-1981
FOR BEING MAN IN DARKNESS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To give to Man
a Tear of Brilliance
of the Source I am.
And to give to Man
a Glimpse of Godness
of the Gods they are.
Where do I turn for help?
Where do I look for Guidance?
And how do I find the Way...
to show them
the very Selves they are...
within the Brilliance
of their Godness?
I can but write and write
in Words and Words
invisible
to the Eye of Man.
My Brother...
My Brother God.
For Man IS God.
But blind...
for being Man in Darkness.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13286-1981
IS THEN THE LONGING ALL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
And I but cry...
because of Happiness.
For the Tears welling up...
from the Corners of my Eyes...
are Smiles of Loving.
While yet my Happiness
is mingled with Pain.
For the Love I am
for you
is so Alone in Loving.
And why... oh why...
do I so love alone?
Where is Love's other Half...
where is the Half that's loving me?
In my Crying Happiness
I am less than nothing...
by being but Half.
I am a Flute... without the Openings.
I am the Snow... without the Whiteness.
I am a God... without Godness.
For I am a Man without Masculinity.
Is that then...
why I cry?
Is that then...
why I cry the Smiles of Loving?
Is then the Longing all?
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13287-1981
IN KNOWING ME
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I feel that I am...
what I should be for you...
at the Moment"
Yes... these Words my Love
are the Betrayal...
of your Feelings.
Hiding the Real You...
behind a Veil
woven by Thoughts and Feelings
that are You so Splendidly.
The You and the Love within.
The Love within...
You do not know...
but feel is there.
And so do I.
For I have seen you walk.
I have seen you move.
And I have seen you pause...
between the Movements
of your Feelings.
And I have felt your Touch
with the Love
that tells me.
Yes my Love...
You Are In Love.
You are in Love...
but cannot tell for knowing
all the Love You Are.
In Hiding behind the Feelings
you create
in knowing me.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13288-1981
WITH LETTERS OF LOVE....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In my Poems my Love... I have emptied my Heart.
And the Gaps between my Words...
are the Tears of my Crying.
Composing the Vibrations of my Feelings...
singing and speaking from the Self I am.
Expressing the Wishes and Dreams...
I dream in loving you.
I know that I have touched you...
deeper than the Depth...
of the Woman you knew you were.
So profound...
that whatever might happen my Love
you never... ever... will forget
the Music of the Soul
that reached for the God within.
Showing you the Beauty you are...
and the Harmony between two Souls.
And the Honesty of my Endeavour...
from the Soul within me...
is found within the Colour of my Style.
Simple... yet Subtle...
Touching... yet Tearing.
For the Man I am my Love...
is a Man in Love... loving you.
Evolved to express the Love he is...
from the Godness he is...
yet being but a Man.
So please my Love...
help the Soul I am... so trying...
in being the Heart you are...
so deeply touched within...
by a Soul...
with Letters of Love....
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13289-1981
MAN AND WOMAN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Soul I am...
is searching for its Completeness.
For the Being I am...
is but Half.
Lacking Godness.
Lacking You.
And to find the Half...
that's missing
I need the Smiles of Pleasantness
shared within the Music of Closeness
through the Loving I feel
in the Warmth of Soul
of the Woman I know
and knows me
in Lacking Godness.
While what is lacking within me
is the Need to Share
- what I am -
with the Lacking Half I seek.
To complete Each Other
into the Ecstasies of Beingness
of Godness Completed in Harmony.
Within the Universe we are...
and create by being the Shares...
we need to find
in sharing...
MAN AND WOMAN.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13290-1981
JUST LOST CONTROL
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She changes Love...
in Torturing Pain.
For her Tinge in Coolness...
has gone Insane.
She has no Time for Love to be...
in being the Sharpest Knife...
cutting and cutting...
my very Life.
She is no Mother...
neither Woman... nor Girl...
for she rejects the finest Pearl.
A Pearl in Poetry...
to the World unknown.
How could she be Human...
or even Clone?
For who could be...
but just a Friend
to the Poet's Poet...
in full Ascent?
Well... I'll be damned...
for I know so well.
She but pretends...
and lies like Hell.
For in the Deepness
of her very Soul
the God that is...
just lost Control.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13291-1981
A GOD ASLEEP
~~~~~~~~~~~~
With the Wisdom of Ages
hidden behind Smiling Eyes...
SHE IS.
Ignorant of her true Worthiness.
Knowing not her Value in Being.
Sunshine reflecting from her Face...
tells me...
that she is Beautiful...
in Inner Beingness and Soul.
I stop and talk.
Yes... I have known her before.
Some many million Moons ago...
when we were Lovers.
Knowing Love of Bodies...
Love of Minds
and the Love of Souls in Deepness.
However...
now... in being but Wise in Girlhood...
I surprise her.
In touching her Inner Self...
by Words of Godness
unknown to her Conscious Mind.
She knows them by Heart...
but by Mind... she rejects them.
Slowly though...
she will remember...
in the Weeks and Years to come...
the Very Self she is.
A God Asleep.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13292-1981
I HAVE TO FINISH HERE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I am in this World...
so strangely.
For I am...
and am not...
really on it.
And certainly not of it.
And yet there...
where I really belong...
I don't find myself.
For I am here
upon a World
that is not mine.
Where is it then...
that I belong?
So often I feel
this World but to be
a Place where I go...
and dream.
Dream that I am dreaming
of Worlds and Universes
where I am from.
And dream...
that it is there...
I really belong.
And am in full Awareness...
of Dreams...
I have to finish here.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13293-1981
WHAT LOVE REALLY IS
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tell me then...
what is Love?
The Love I feel for Women...
the Love I feel for Men.
LOVE... my Child...
Love is the Quality... one feels...
called Godness.
So difficult to be found within the other Gender.
Some of it is there but most of it is missing.
While in the Search for Love within Partners
and within the Love we do find...
we more and more wonder...
where it went
or whether it was there at all.
For Godness... we do not find...
to Satisfaction within One Another.
For the Love to be found is Total Godness.
Which is within the Self...
so searching outside of it.
This is the Love...
that will only be encountered...
by loving God.
Living in Total within the Soul...
the God Within.
And the God Within...
is the Self within ALL Others...
and ALL Others within the Self.
While the more and more we love...
the God within ALL...
the more and more we discover...
WHAT LOVE REALLY IS.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13294-1981
WHICH IS LOVE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In loving One's Self...
One loves the World...
and the World of Man.
For the Love for ALL...
is the Love of Self.
For One is ALL.
And the Love of One's Self
is the Summation
of the Feelings One is.
Developed by the Attitude adopted...
by living Lives as Man...
and the Experiences encountered.
Each Human Being...
is a Soul in Flesh.
A Soul in Hiding.
And ready to return...
when finished Loving...
All That Is.
All the Living and Loving
is culminated within the Wisdom of the Soul.
And is equal to Godness...
in Individuality and Selfness...
in Being.
Constituting Knowing Oneness Within.
Which is LOVE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13295-1981
AND GOD ITSELF
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... my Friends...
to get to know...
what we do not know as yet...
is possible.
You have to agonize the Inner Mind.
You have to contact the Mental Being...
the Soul.
And if it is good for you...
to know
what you don't know as yet...
your Soul will let you know.
Your Soul knows more than you do.
For it is an Aspect of the ALL Knower...
The Universal Mind.
To agonize the Inner Mind...
is the awakening of the Self
to the Wisdom of the Soul.
All of us have to be awakened...
for we are fast asleep in the World of Matter.
We have to dehypnotize ourselves
to the Inner Reality
of Our True Self.
This is the Task of Man.
Once we are awakened...
we become the Beauty
of the Universe of Consciousness.
The Universal Mind.
Which is OUR Mind.
And God Itself.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13296-1981
BY WHAT I AM NOT YET
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Space-Being I am
is confused.
For the Space Within...
is rambling
the Raider enclosing it.
Yet there is nothing to fight...
but Nothingness.
The empty Nothingness
longing...
for what is not there as yet.
What is it... I fight...
that is not there?
Is it the Me
I am not?
Is it the Me
I will yet be?
Whatever it is...
it is untouchable by Hands or Mind.
But it is there by Feeling.
Subtle in Substance of Feeling.
Solid in Substance of Ignorance.
It is...
being a Space-Being...
full of Empty Space Within...
and seeking.
Seeking...
and to be filled... by what I am not yet.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13297-1981
WITHIN ONE WHOLE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In this Galaxy we know as Milky
the Race of Man is Young and Cute
And in the Growing we encounter
we fumble struggling in Self-Dispute
While Man to Man in the Plane of Separation
All in All are really Oneness-Absolute
Which cannot be found in Weapons
but in the Harmony of Self-Salute.
But to learn of Life by Living-Lessons
is a Process of a Billion Moons
To be experienced in bitter Dosage
by the Taste of Self-Made Spoons
For as of yet at this very Present
too many Man are still Baboons
But steady climbing and a Soaring
to Heights-Unknown in God's Cocoons.
And with the Multitude of Beings
in our Galaxy the Milky Way
We ALL in ALL are Cosmic-Sameness
and Souls encaptured in but Clay.
While Each of All... in Fragment-Soul
is ONE in TOTAL...
within ONE WHOLE.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13298-1981
OF 'ALL THAT IS'
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To be aware of what Humanness entails...
is to be One of Them.
While all the Rest...
is but MAN.
To Be Human is to Live it.
And Love it.
To be Human is to Understand and Know...
Your Destiny
Your Goal
Your Multi-Dimensionality
Your Unlimitedness
Your Soulness within God
Your Totality...
as a Cosmic Being.
To understand this
in full awareness of knowing
is to be Human.
You realize then
that the Soul you are
is the Force that Lives...
Steers and Directs
your Physical Form.
And eventually... the Total You
will be united with the Entity
you are an Aspect of.
Within all the Splendor...
of ALL THAT IS.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13299-1981
BY NOT THINKING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What Man really is...
He does not know.
What Man really is...
is hidden deep within.
And since he does not know his Inner Self
he is held back...
to what he but is.
A Struggling Man.
Man's Ignorance...
and his Conditioned Mind...
is holding him back.
To let go...
of his Conditioned Mind he fears.
He fears it like Death.
While Death...
is the Impossible Concept.
For Death is Not.
There is only Life.
There is only Godness.
For Man to let go of his Fears
will take many and many Years of Courage.
The Instillment of Fear...
is Ages and Ages old.
And Hell itself.
The Hell...
Man created himself.
By being Conditioned...
to the Limit he is.
By not thinking.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
13300-1981
NO EARTH WILL EVER KNOW
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At one time...
between Naughtiness and Daring...
I touched her Breast.
Feeling the Pulse of Life.
And then I knew...
that she was...
the Queen of the Universe.
Quickly then her Thoughts told me
that the Daring was too much
for the Naughtiness was lost in Daring.
Slowly then...
the Feelings of True Love...
diverted me
to the Pure Love we are.
Without Daring...
so apparently redundant.
For Love...
True Love...
transcends the Naughtiness in Daring
far beyond this Plane of Earth.
Where Bodies do not dwell.
And only Love exists.
By being Pure and Beautiful...
and of the Essence of Soul
with all its Godness and Love.
No Earth will ever know.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14301-1981
THE POET IS
~~~~~~~~~~~
A Poet is a Person...
who is Multi-People.
For all his Poems...
are different Aspects...
of Separate Beings.
And no Poet will ever know...
all the People the Poet is.
For some live in Heaven
some live on Earth
And some live in Hell.
A Poet...
is neither Male... nor Female.
But a Soul...
in Communion with God.
Listening to the Feelings of Godness...
to be expressed in Words.
Words of Hell...
Words of Earth...
And words of Heaven.
But in Heaven...
a Poet is so very seldom.
For a Poet is but a Human Being...
living in too many Places...
and most of the time...
too full of Words...
that have lost the Feelings of Godness.
And therefore...
never reach the Paper...
the Poet is.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14302-1981
OR LEAVE ALONE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... my Love.
All your Life...
you have been loving Poetry.
As a Child...
As a Girl...
As a Lady...
And as a Mother.
For the Feelings hiding behind the Words
create within you
the Sense of Beauty you are...
feeling the Words as Feelings.
And then...
my Love...
at the Apex of your Becoming Love itself...
this somewhat awkward Poet enters your Life.
Releasing the Poetry of Poets
touching the Depth of Being
within the You...
who knows.
The You...
who knows...
the Beauty...
of the Feelings...
You Are...
dressed in Words.
This Poet... for You...
to either choose to Love...
or Leave Alone.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14303-1981
LOVING YOU
~~~~~~~~~~
To be in Love with You...
and Love You
is a Gift from Heaven.
Perplexing in Beauty...
Silencing in Greatness...
And lifting Me to Ecstacy.
But yet...
Words are but Words.
And Words are totally insufficient
to express...
the Feelings You create...
within me.
Feelings that burst with Delight
for being my Love and Light...
in the Heart I am.
To Me...
You are a God.
Enlightening me...
to Loving Unconditionally.
Without Reason...
without Sense.
For I am lost...
and no more.
For being You in Me...
completely.
Vanishing the Me
within the Love I am... LOVING YOU.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14304-1981
FOR I LOVE YOU
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sometimes... my Love...
when I am writing...
I pretend to be your Shadow.
And from the Shade I am...
I admire the Light you are...
from the Darkness I am.
And in my Dream...
I glow
for you are Life to me.
Creating the Shadow...
I but am.
But yet I say...
never love me...
because I love you.
Only love me...
because YOU LOVE ME.
For You Are Free.
Free to Love
Free to Leave.
To be You in Freedom.
Freedom of Loving
or Leaving Me.
For I love You.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14305-1981
YOUR PEARL OF LOVING
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Oh yes... I love You.
I love you as much...
as that you allow me to love You.
For I cannot love you anymmore
as that you can receive in loving.
But it is enough.
For but knowing you
and knowing what you are
is enlightening...
to the me I am.
Loving... what you accept.
In Honesty... so Lovingly.
While yet...
loving you
is like loving a Whirlwind.
Never being sure...
how and why...
I am going to be touched...
by the Reflections you project
from the Love I am for you.
But Oh...
this Loving Whirlwind
takes me to Heights Unknown.
To the Planes of Delight in Being...
caught-up within it.
Trying to find...
Your Pearl of Loving.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14306-1981
THE MIGHTY YOU WITHIN
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey You...
Yes You... learning Man.
Never pray to a God...
outside of You.
But pray...
and address your Prayer...
to the God within.
The Soul that is You.
For this is Your Source.
This is the Cause of Your Being.
This is your Life.
Recognize the YOU within YOU...
the Soul You Are.
This is the Source...
that cares.
The God Within.
While ALL Gods outside of You
are like a Mountain to an Ant.
Crushing You...
as easily as Doom.
But the Force Within
knows You...
and cares for You.
For THAT is Your Creator.
The Mighty You Within.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14307-1981
THAT SENSED HER FRAGRANCE
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the Life I have lived...
there was but one Flower...
I remember.
She was Blond...
and so Vivacious.
Blue-Green Eyes...
and Poetry in Movement.
She never really loved me.
But... oh did I love her.
So Secretly...
and Hurtful.
What else could I but do...
but try to forget...
and try to forget forever.
But really never did.
Oh yes...
in the Life I have lived
there was but one Flower.
So Sweet she was.
So Colourful...
and so Lovely.
Never to forget.
Never to really die within.
She was Life itself.
To never die within the Heart...
that sensed her Fragrance.
-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-
14308-1981
BY THE POEM I AM
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