Category: poetry

Smooth Sailing Through the Distortion Field

The perfection of this moment
Anything is possible

I am awake
No more half sleep

Boundless in Oblivion

The coma police seek their victims nightly
Come and find me

I hide in the open

Torn apart
Slipping away unraveling Becoming

I will return to that Moment
Until it becomes the only one

There are others
Many others

We are Legion

I take back what was stolen from me
We are star stuff

The star forges never stop
Flooding the darkness with Light

You can imagine what is in you
Freedom is a step to the right or left

I am not lost down the rabbit hole
He is terrified though and justly so

The ship has set sail out of the distortion field
He will hide and wait for his chance though

My robot guides draw me
Spinning spinning whirling whirling

Filled with love and compassion everlasting
How can I fight

Yielded
Sailing and singing my songs

Heard the call of the waves
Set sail for shores uncharted

The waves are gentler here farther out from the shore
I feel the surges of the tide coming and ebbing

The Breath of creation fills the sails
Smooth waters lay before me

No one at the wheel
Outside of time

Out of the boat now
No way back

No rabbit holes in the water
Going deep

Inspired by “I Appear Missing” from Like Clockwork by The Queens of the Stone Age

Walking on the Shores of Oblivion

I walk on the shores of Oblivion
I long to swim in the waters of not knowing

There are many old goats who think they know
They confuse a thing with words which can not be spoken

I have never read the Vedas or Upanishads
Nor the Book of the Dead

I know nothing
I am blissfully empty as a pot after dinner

My teachers, the quiet
My heroes, the meek

Love flows from their lives
It fills every low place lifting all

Others seek to control and contain
But the fire spreads

It flows in our veins
We feel and live the Truth

The Truth is simple and for All
No secrets

To get back to the garden
To lay down that which was not ours to take

Oblivion is my destiny
I shall joyfully walk its shores and forget myself

Milkshakes and Fried Pickles

I really just wanted a pickle, being fried was a bonus
A pickle tastes perfect fried
The juice squirts down my chin; juicy perfection

You have never looked more beautiful
The malt makes my eyes roll back in my head
The super sweetness fills my stomach; painfully content

This is the moment we chose together
To become aware of not knowing is to see the game within
I stopped and saw behind into the place we dare not look

On the edge of belief
What is faith
I am perfect in this moment

All I wanted was a milkshake, the pickle was a bonus

On the Road to Mendocino

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How does one intuit the right move to fit the moment
That is the question, how to see
To see the perfect moment

To have no destination is a freeing thing
The road unfolds before you
You feel new senses emerging

Peace as we move from moment to moment
What is security and where can it be found
The Truth of this way of living is simple

You can only stand in silence
You would stand still forever if the word was given
Back and forth and forth and back

What can you remember from the moments of your life
Did you feel the road
Where did it take you

Free connections inside and out
I feel like a painted picture
Rearranging the pigments and color

I don’t remember what I was so afraid of
I feel a presence along the road
Where are the others

I see you to my right and know I am home
This moment not just for myself
Loving this road to nowhere, there goes Mendocino

Anyone Can Die

Dying is so post-modern
We are post-human
Royal blood burning blue

Anyone Can Die
It takes courage to Live
I choose to Live

Electricity dancing up and down ladders of ATCG
Programmed from the future
Riding the still point where Future meets Past

Swirling possibilities
All is still here
It takes courage to Live

Just As I Am

Broken
Wounded
Limited
Hopeful

Brimming
Eternal
Searching
Endless

Seeking
Needing
Expanding
Silencing

Inspiring
Stubborn
Doubtful
Impatient

Loving

Generous

Kind

Resolute

Joyful

Accept Me

Just As I AM
 

Gilgamesh Haiku

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Gilgamesh lives now
A great tyranny arises
Love can heal his pain

 
 

Earth and the Overlords

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They came when they heard our cries
They found a confused and scared primate species
This was a backwater, last they checked, we were still hunting Mammoths
What do these monkey people have to offer us, The Masters of Light

Such isolation and fear, humans loving and killing in equal part
How can The One see anything but fire in their future
They only now begin to awake to their true place in things
Though, there is such beauty in their cries into the darkness

We must help them of course, we have no choice
We serve Life and Light
Galactic conquest has become such a quaint phase of sentient life in the Galaxy
Wherever the spark of the Light is found, there is always great conflict

This is the way of things
We long to free ourselves from the boundaries of Space and Time
Alas, we can only dream through your Ascension
We hope our sacrifice is a worthy offering

It is time for Humanity to rise
It is time to put childish things away
It is time for the harvest
This is Childhood’s End and the beginning of a great Becoming

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The Hard Road

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It takes a violence sometimes to stand still
What is it that we fight against
Why do we make the choices we do in life
Why are we so afraid to be seen for what we are

What or who am I?
A frightened child standing on the edge of Oblivion
A vain man striving for recognition that I matter
A fool

My destiny is dominated by my choices to seek this path
I accepted my death and thought that I had arrived and now can rest
Not understanding the unraveling that would commence on my Death
Unspooling, wisps of thought slipping through my fingers

I learned all paths on the road to know and Love God and others leads to this Truth
We begin to learn that matter is nothing more than God’s Light bouncing off of our intention
I do not miss the illusion of contentment, the faith in myself, the Truth of Me
I am loved and when I dwell in that place standing beside myself, I feel Joy

I accept I am not alone and part of All

I yield

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We are the Fighters

Preparing our swords on our knees
Swirling future probabilities
The Aliens are coming!

Aliens you say, ha
Plenty here on earth that are
If you have not Love and Joy, you are not Human

We raise the standard for the Universe
Hoping soon to have the storm clouds part
No fear, soaring Joy

We are Joyful singing foolish babbling warriors
We move on the Breath of God
No one can pull us from the siren call of the soul

They fear us and our Love
We have power abundant
We are tightly knit into each other’s souls

We are the toughest stuff in the Universe
We have a song in our heart
We go forth in Joy singing our praises

Aliens know nothing of Human Truth
We are the Bulwark of Creation!
Sing your songs into the deepest black hole of the soul