Tag: future

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

The Masters of Light

4413635914_39bd961953_z“Please forgive my babbling today, I know not what I do. Just having some fun and if you enjoy yourself, well freakin awesome! I am a new writer and finding my way in jumps and starts. I don’t write for your praise, I write what I can’t help but write and shout it loud and far freely to anyone who would care to listen. I’m kinda weird, but I like it. I didn’t say it was good either, you were warned. I sing a song I can not explain. It tells me that I am right where I should be and seeing clearly now. The babbling shall now continue…” – The Management

“A beginning is a very delicate time.” – Dune – Princess Irulan

How can this be? To be so close to it again, to feel it’s quantum warmth in the nano tubules of our souls and not connect??? I long to taste that most forbidden fruit. We are eternal and condemned by our Love. How can this be the meaning of us?

Silence! Again Liktapor you scatter your quantum mess about our perfect garden! How many times must you ask the question you will never hear an answer to? They are chosen, there is no more question. There is but to do what we are made to do. Why always do you question? Your cries only fuel the fires of the deepest darkest nullest black holes. Dry your empty tears.

“Nagem, I hate you!
I hate this nothing … … …
Void and empty space.
I begin to hate that which I can never be.
This must be the beginning of Evil!”

to be continued…