Authenticity
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Call me philanthropic Call me anything you like It’s not a state of ego being It’s just about what’s right Of course I care for myself But I put others first Who I see are struggling Those I see who are hurt It’s an act of selfless contrition For being blessed to be In a…
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I am not your archetypal sort My views and beliefs are all self taught Based around my own thoughts Within my own conscious mind Questioning all truths and beliefs One thing that I have seen is nothing Is ever what you think it to be We accept to much compliantly Accept what we are so…
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Our quintessential state of mind Should resonate and be rooted Around the love and compassionate divine On a foundation of equality, peace and being kind Our quintessential conscious mind Should look to being defined as a state of self belief and love Merely accepting what is enough Rejecting greed, hate war of which there is…
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I stand here on the cusp of vivid dreams In a universe of cosmic seas I long to discover and witness things never before seen I long to create beautiful memories From distant shores and realms beyond our known being I long for a chance to sail across the astronomical seas Discovering all aspects of…
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The voice of people should be their own They should be unique and individual Or else we become puppets of ventriloquists Using words that merely posit Their views, their dreams Their aims and desires Forging re-enactments of their insidious beliefs Based around war, death and destruction Revolving around selfish greed and corruption Do you even…
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Cascading like a waterfall of matter Pouring in through the black hole of universal eternity Flowing like a incandescent twinkling sheet of filigree Satin and shiny, glossy in the star lit ebony night A spider web of threads and super strings I flit in and out of it like butterflies on golden wings Showering under…
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Here I stand in moonlight Here I stand looking up at the stars Me a Selenophile in awe of moon and starlight Wishing I could be amongst them Visiting the plough the Great bear constellations Bouncing and running over craters of the moon Somersaulting and drifting out into space Astral flying in cosmic grace As…
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These hands of mine heal, hold, create and build These hands touch, feel, caress and sculpt The hands enact what we are taught Or act out of passion as well as love Hands can give a sensual, soft and gentle touch Or grip with strength and firmness Hold somebody in earnest Massage the aches of…
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I sat staring at the rotted fruit Smelt the fetid citric scent The blackened bananas And mould covered plums The soggy pears say their time is done And as I sit reflecting on the fruit I think of how this seems an apt metaphor For me and you Once ripe and delicious in truth But…
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The correlation of love and light Is shining through the dark night Guiding us on a journey to a moon scape so bright Above an ocean of dreams Where dolphins cavort and sea lions dance Around in a circle celebrating life We sit in amazement at the delight Of creations aquatic mammalian scenery In an…
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