A Man of Truth

“In order to understand
the interrelation of truth and falsehood in life, a man must
understand falsehood in himself, the constant
incessant lies he tells himself.” – G. Gurdjieff 

I met a wise man with vision

His words slowly stripped away

My uncertainty

His patience steadied me

His commitment and determination

Humbled me

His trust lifted me

This is a man who wants nothing

But the Truth

This Man has my full attention

Image – Johfra – Unio Mystica Tryptich – 1973

The Tribunal

I had a singularly unique experience last night
I simply came to listen and say or seek nothing
The spirit was good and strong
I am feeling its gentle warmth wash over me this morning
Writing in a trance and glow

I humbly share my naked heart with you, as I always will
This is real alchemy using the true Philosopher’s Stone

I heard…

When you come to join with others
And not seek your own Truth or secrets to the Universe
You have a your hand on the tail
Hold on

As I sat there and listened and watched these humans
I saw and heard many things
I felt the urge to rise and speak
But it was not right
Every word I felt to say was said by others
Then I realized the words were not for me to say
I must learn to obey and be silent
Silence is required at many times

The Illusion is whatever we make it

I choose Death
I choose Patience
I choose not Knowing
I choose Family
I choose Light
I choose Peace
I choose Love

The journey started with a shot
I was flying down spectral tunnels
Faster than the speed of light
Stretched out like silly putty
Then I was before some kind of Tribunal
I was at the bottom of a deep alien valley
Thrones rising to the sky with robed figures

What have you learned?

This is what was said and felt…

Image, Bosch: The Last Judgement

When my Soul Returned to Me

A new friend wrote a poem for me. I am beyond words. No one ever wrote me a poem and it’s a mystical perfect first.

Wuji Seshat

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-Painting by Thu Nguyen

I was born a revelation in a brain
Without prophets I learnt
The triggers of the rose and the majesty

Of simplicity, without ownership
I travelled to the spiritual reality
Where my soul was sent on a journey

Across invisible landscapes
Towards a purity of reincarnation
We remapped our vision trance

Until everything become part of the same thing
And everyone in those places
Actors of the same divine entity

And by and by my voice returned to me
My native voice of oneness and poetry
And that it answered with sweetness

And a kindness of dreaming friendship
with the players of every walk of life
With the homeless, the downtrodden and its as if

Everyone here is on a seeking quest
To go through stories to reach for a source
These are the revelations of wonder that came

To visit me, that I have writ…

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