To truely know ourselves is to know who and what we are , where we came from and where we are going to. For we are the energy and matter that is creation. Reside and abide in bliss and the answers will be made clear through our conscious mind.
Why do you insist the universe is not a conscious intelligence when it gives birth to conscious intelligents?
cicero c 44 BCE
As I stand here staring at my destiny
Screaming, shouting hoping someone can hear me
Through the darkness, pain and agony
I feel desolation washing over me.
In the night I hear no echos
Just the sound of forlorn tears
In my dream world armageddon
I feel the futility, the fear
And I know that the losing of you
Was the breaking of my soul
My heart as the sinews simply came unglued
And snapped in a way that left me naked
And washed up on the shore
Of violated imagery I had never know before.
And as the darkness descended in
I felt a wave upon my chest that made it hard to breathe.
Now I am alone
Now iam lost
Now i find myself in pergorty
With no way out
For I am forsaken
For I am breaking down
My bodies shaking
And the thought that you won’t be
back again fills me so much dread
Sends suicidal thoughts of death spinning in my head
For I know not if I am alive
For I know not if I am dead
But existing somewhere in between
That’s all that I have left.
A nowhere man
In no man’s land
Wounded on the battlefield
Of love and all it’s mines,
One careless footstep out of place and it will blow your mind
Someone hear me
Someone hear my pleas
For I am lost here
I am alone
And the darkness is drawing in
Please help me
Please here my pleas
As I fade away
Fading to grey
I just dissapeared
But then just gone.
The myriad faces
The different ethnicities
I sit and see from this seat
In my town passing in front of me
It is like a culture collection of diversity
Playing out unnoticed by most and by many unseen.
Though as a people watcher and observer of life
I see people rushing seemingly troubled and strife
While others walk by content with uncluttered minds
It’s interesting how people go about life.
The conversations that pass between them can be calm and quiet
Or it could be mayhem
Struggling with bags weighing them down
Whilst others carry nothing simply window shopping through town.
The noise of the cars and lorries going by muffle the sounds
The laughter and the cries
But scurrying about
like insects at play
A ritual enacted each day
It amuses and interests me watching this human foray.
Popcorn latte; Caramel
Hazelnut, cinnamon as well
Gingerbread and chai lattes cool
Or cappuccino for those who
Prefer a different coffee time
I enjoy this sublime time.
Sit and chill enjoy the drink
Gives me time out to think
A chance to talk, communicate
With friends and family get up to date
With what is going on in life
I love this moment no Stress or strife
Helps me organise my mind
this one time in each day,
that I call my coffee time.
Fear is something that enslaves our soul and keeps us all in chains
Fear is something that imprisons our minds and accepts we are to blame
Feels we should accept the guilt and destroys our lives each day
For things that are not even down to us which is totally insane.
We take on things so personally
Out of ego and arrogance
We let it destroy our self love and belief through Pure ignorance.
So don’t let fear control your life
For the truth has gone before
The only thing to fear is fear so do not fear no more.
Do you live your life vicariously through someone else’s dreams
Or do you live your life precariously living it uniquely.
Do you live your life in obedience controlled in every way
Or do you live it in obesience
But still go your own way.
Do you live life mimicking what others have achieved
Or do you create your individuality
From what it is that you perceive.
Are you a slave to dogmatic theology
Believing divinity comes from man’s mind
Or do you embrace spirituality believing it’s universal consciously divine.
How we live our lives and how we follow or lead defines just who we are
So we need to be authentic souls right from the very start.
Universal energised creation through conscious reality
State of human existence and being
I want to write about beauty and love.
But there is to much pain and hurt.
It cannot simply be ignored
It must be highlighted more and more
So that we can as a humanity feel the shame in it
Enough I hope to want to change it
So many are ready for the paradigm shift
But there are also to many ignorant of this.
Dehumanised and desensitised
We have to help them find the love inside.
Breakdown their cynical views
Show them how they will always lose
In a free market materialistic life
This Neo liberal facistic shite
That only care about power and greed
We need new political philosophies.
If we hope to change the world
We need to start with ourselves
Become better than we are
And could ever imagine
For love should be our drive along with compassion.