Echoes from the Deep

Ancient Echoes from Ancestors standing behind
Gods of our future pulling us into the Black Hole

Spectral lines of the Illusion visible
The Spirit ebbs, here is what remains

A good Teacher does not instruct
They Create doubt and tension

The Student becomes the Teacher
The Teacher the Student

The Point of Life is that…it ends
Every moment is an opportunity for Growth

Two halves set in motion against one another
The dual shall become One

No one can take the Journey but you
This Path is yours alone

Blue lines of the double Helix merging
The veil torn

Real Life is found
In the Infinite moment

You will move without Knowing
With pure Intent and Compassion

To dance with Eternity
Is to Learn the order of things

You will not Seek for yourself
You will find Peace in other’s Joy

You do not Know yourself
Listen within and be Calm

Swim to the middle
Swim down with no Hope of return

The secret is yours if instead of seeking to Possess
You freely Give all you have

No one knows
You only move in Love when aligned

When you Seek to help first
Instead of to Possess you have a Clue

How long will you settle for abstractions of Truth
Drink Long and Deep from the Source

Do not learn Patience waiting for what you want
Patiently wait for what you Need

In the end it’s all very Simple
Live every moment in Eternity

You must embrace the Secret parts of yourself
The ones you were Warned not to Touch

All Lies and Illusion
To Survive you must be Indivisible

Trust your True self
And you will not Fear

To know thyself is to be connected to All
To be connected to All in Love is Perfection

Blue Love Burning

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Sun shimmering through your hair
Warming the curve of your shoulder
Fears dissolving
Helix fires intertwining
Radiant love in stillness
Ignition

Greatest need
Still and empty
Don’t fear my love
Come to me reborn
Healing moments
Thoughtless laughter
Walking into the sun
Souls flaring
Purifying all that can burn
Ignition

Bronze shoulders bearing burdens
Perfect moments on the still road
Wait for me while I seek my blessing
Time in the morning to eat our fill
Joy on this road to nowhere
Across the Universe
Blue flames of love lapping
Ignition

The Universe In Me, Life at ~18.5 tredecillion FPS

How can you describe something infinite in a linear way using monkey brain abstractions? You can’t, you have to see for yourself. That’s the truth folks. Forgive my hubris, but let me illustrate my point. Imagine living in a straight line, no up or down, just straight ahead, only seeing what was in front of you, a one dimensional life. There is a Universe you would not see in every other direction than the point you were at.

My hubris, perhaps we should wonder how man is so sure of anything. I have become convinced that what human monkey brains think they know about reality could fit into 1 Quanta of an unspeakable number of Quanta in our holographic universe. I’m no Physicist or Mathematician, so forgive my child like descriptions of reality, which is the only way to truly see it, eyes wide open, as a child.

Now imagine you are one of the first Human monkey brains walking on the Savannah in Africa 100,000 years ago. Humans have no speech at this time and all they could do was grunt, have babies, hunt and kill each other. We started speaking 50k+ years ago. The oldest cave art in the world is between 35k-40k years old. Interesting most of the earliest paintings were by women, see above.

Ancient hands guiding us indeed.
Reminding us of something.
The paintings haunt me.

Writing came much later, maybe 6000 years ago.

Interesting. I see a progression, an evolution perhaps?!

There are trillions and trillions of biological events happening in your body at the same time at any given moment that you have no awareness of. You experience an infinitesimal awareness of all those processes and you get to be alive and walk around, which is pretty great if you ask me.

The smallest unit of time our physics understands is Planck Time. More specifically, one Planck Time is 5.39106×10-44 seconds. That means there are 1.85492×1043 Planck Times in a second, i.e. greatly simplified, life moves at ~18.5 tredecillion FPS.

Trillions and trillions of entangled particles in your body traveling through the universe in space and time at ~18.5 tredecillion Frames Per Second. That’s a lot of information! Where does it all go? Perhaps the whirling dervishes or Rumi can tell us.

Staggering, I mean crushing in scope and reality. I want a computer that will play my real life simulation at ~18.5 tredecillion Frames Per Second. What kind of technology could create a simulation like that, with almost no BSODs?! To my monkey brain, that kind of simulation is impossible, but I can only use 5 senses to determine that. 5 vs. ~18.5 tredecillion. Hmm, what really do we know, really! Can you yield at least this point? The scale of what we do not know seems like the number infinity to me. The reality is we live at infinity frames per second. Life is continuous, so we don’t quite live in frames, more like space braids in time maybe.

What is this gift of Being at ~18.5 tredecillion FPS? I love that number, I am going to tattoo it on me. It is truly wondrous. It comes down to perspective I guess. I looked at the staggering amount I could not know in my conscious awareness and I went within. Hey, that’s me. I found something there and I was bumped out of linear life and began experiencing more wavelengths, awake.

A great many things became clear to me. A compassion grew in me. Synchronicities multiplied and grace flowed in my life. Most other struggles ceased and pointless things fell away. I began to bubble poetry and speak as if it was a matter of life and death to those I loved around me. The boat corrected itself. Not that I have arrived somewhere or am claiming enlightenment. We have to push against something to grow. I always want to push. I love pushing. I don’t want to throw in the towel and float away a guru. I chose to fight and push. I want to see the Universe, all Universes! That might just take eternity. I want to push up against the Universe itself. What must I become to push against the Universe? What kind of muscles would one have at that point? Grace means to receive the Presence of the Divine. To be connected to it, filled by it, purified and cleansed by it. Because that will be what will happen. There is something with me, in me. Crazy, huh? I’m a fool and we are all living in an absurd dream. Perhaps the ADHD of my generation and many before was an attempt to jump humans out of our linear trap of thinking, programming and living.

We can see more
We feel more
We hurt more
We struggle more
We hear more

But the vessel must be prepared and seasoned to receive. Let the ones of us who can make the connections and follow the threads show you the path to a truly amazing reality. Show you some of the 360 view. Because I tell you with no shame and burning Love, that there is a truly unspeakable reality beyond our view. And as soon as someone tells you they know and tries to explain it, you know they have never been. But that reality only points back to the beauty of this one. Yin and Yang. I chose to live in the moment. This is the perfect moment and the one I chose. Christ and many others showed us the way. A true teacher will take you to the water, but you must venture in and dive deep. No one can take that journey but you. It takes courage and faith. It will cost you everything. The truth is beyond all the liars and charlatans in this world. I am no one special. I just opened myself to something more and confronted every fear in my life and the ultimate fear, death. Can we conquer death, perhaps, but from fear or faith? I chose faith.

I have found a treasure no one can take away. An unshakeable hope. It silences all doubt and fear. It has cleansed and purified me. Poetry is just my joy and wonder of a particular moment in time. We are not our past moments, those are gone. Learn what you can from them and move on. We are easily trapped by them. We are infinite in the moment if we choose to be. How much you choose to receive of what the Universe is broadcasting is up to you. What is life but a dream.

This was a good day and I am thankful.

Temperature Rising

The blood of the Syrians flow with the martyrs
Cries and pain forever silenced
Only tears and prayers
Peace for them now

Hatred on every corner HOMOS! FAGS!
Righteous anger or fear from below
I don’t know their God but I can smell their fear
We are all the same inside and out

Fears in the back of our skulls itching
The stock market plunging
Our strings pulled by the Master Puppeteers
Have no faith in meaningless things

Ancient fury raging
Senseless being
Horrible slaughter
Eternity in our hearts

I’ll tell you a secret
So simple anyone can know
Burn the liars on the pyres
And think for yourself

Fear not
A blazing knight comes
On a perfect white horse
No cliche

Sing a new song
A song of love and peace
Shine in the darkness denying its grasp
Hold up the standard

For the sake of one
A city may be saved
There is nothing but life
It will continue

When a stranger is in need
Give with all your heart
When the anger rises
Leave it with the sunset

Be true to yourself and love with abandon
Now there is nothing to fear
Don’t hate be love
You don’t need a teacher

Know Thyself

A Breath In the Holographic Mind of the Omega

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What do I know
I move without knowing

When man finished their walk about on the moon
I came to be

That crook was leaving office
The lights were going out and cars sputtering

I grew up in a soup of

Plastic
Chemicals
Kool Aid
And
High fructose corn syrup

BPA courses through my veins
Mercury shines in my iris

Did my generation stand a chance
We span the analog and digital

ADHD OCD ABC XYZ
Acronyms tattooed on my soul

Row together
Or drown alone

Our lives are spacetime braids
The particles of You moving through time and space

Perhaps we are living out our lives as simulations
Quantum fluctuations on the surface of a black hole
At the end of time

The Redwoods tower
The waves crash
The sky burns blue, white and gray
The wind blows on my face
The soft smells of good earth on my hands
The still waters lay before me
The warm sun on my face filling my soul
Food and drink fill my belly

I’m alive
Connected to all
Not a waste of space
Joyful

The secrets of the Universe will come another time
Pull up a front row seat to the Apocalypse

Smile, The Archon Apocalypse Cometh

Rumor is they wait at the end of the rainbow
Devourers of your soul

They were the ones under your bed
That shadow in the corner of your eye

Ancient tentacles insinuating
You have to look sideways

Most ancient of mankind’s enemies
Abandon hope all ye who enter here

Love or Death
The light bearer seeks absolution

Salvation lies within
8th level truth awaits

The greatest game in history about to start again
Ancient Gnostic cabals jockeying for view

Batter up
Pop fly center field

You got this
You have this game clocked

Go into the light
You thought you knew the way

You will end with a whimper
Followed by a great gnashing of teeth

Are you worth saving
Did you learn the secret

I hear those teeth in the distance
Perhaps an appetizer before dinner

The Distillation Progresses Nicely

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Truth is the distillation of purpose
A little bit of Buddha, Christ, Brahma, Mohammed
Oh the heresy

We are mind and spirit; an alchemist’s play thing
Cosmic synthesis of parts above and below
Kings and Queens

This moment has perfect vision
I am coming into focus
I am sailing among the stars

My heart rises
Third eye blind no more
Visions abound in the garden of ancient play things

Come and play
Sing songs long forgotten
Join laughing friends waiting for you to arrive

The beauty of the cosmic
Seeing the simple Truth within
Fearing no more

Into the fires of creation
The impurities of I must not be allowed
Many things added to the crucible

Joining together in Love
The fire lapping over us
Conscious

Truly I have found the Philosopher’s stone
Never the same
Again

Divine Invocations

We are creators of illusion
What would you like to know today
Your future perhaps

Ah, the future, always in motion
Watching the batter’s hips
Waiting for the pop fly

It starts with still water
And ends with your death
No fear

Not what you were wanting to hear
The Truth just doesn’t care what you want
I don’t care what you want

I Love myself
I Love you
I offer my hand as equals

To stand in eternity
No direction
Still

Treasure the peace you find
There is much nothingness out there
But yet, here you are

You were meant to learn to Love
To find your place across great distances
Where you are is where you choose to be

Don’t believe
Believe in what
You are here

Believe in yourself
You are the evidence
Of things not seen

You love being miserable
You love that cigarette on your lips
You don’t care

Half way there
I’m talking to you
I see you

Beautiful in your thrashing
The splendor of silence
The joy of not knowing

Call forth Peace
Call forth Kindness
Call forth Balance
Call forth Patience
In Love for All

Be Love

Seeing Around the Corner

Feel the path
Peek behind the veil of destiny
Love simply

Have Truth in your hearts
Shine the way
Be better

The darkness comes
Visions lost
No one knows

Seek for yourself
And all will be lost
You have enough

Instead seek for yourself
Water that always quenches
Truth that always leaves you full

Beyond secrets
Beyond yourself
Beyond belief

A great knowable mystery
I know this tune
Care to dance

Ancient Hands

Gentle hands guiding

I opened my heart

Many hands

Lifting me up

Pushing me forward