Category Archives: Harmonics

Travelog

I adventure through jungles

And tropical lands

I travel deserts over vast area of nothing but sand

I sail the oceans on the jet stream

I work on trawlers fishing in the extreme

I hide from spies and enemies

I sit on mountain tops meditating

I woo and seduce the most beautiful girls

I go to places of extreme beauty

I sail the universe on a cosmic yacht

Ride asteroids and jump from rock to rock

Around Saturn’s Ring and visiting its moons

But before to long I come and it always feels too soon

But I know I will be adventuring again soon

Discovering the secrets so long hidden

Finding Atlantis and Camelot’s residing

I discover alien life in far off worlds

This is my life and it’s lived on the edge

And you may ask how is I am not dead

I say that in books which is where I’ve been

The hero and adventurer does not die in these stories

Every book you see, I live it real and breathe

And in return I get to escape from reality

Get to enjoy a little fantasy

Come join me we can live the dream

Spend hot nights doing nothing more than seducing

Beautiful people

And shining our light and liberating

This is the world in of books in which I live.

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Philanthropic me

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 safe and decent society

And though I don’t have very much money

I open my mind and eyes to see

The terrible atrocities and wars

Where others live and die fearfully

In my mind I see those dying of starvation

And people who are in need

And those who suffer immense oppression

Are worse off than me

So how can I complain

I just must up my kindness and compassion

And act philanthropically each day

I look one day to define those who make others live this way

To highlight their shameful games

I hp those in misery while they relax in luxury

How can this be right?

But philanthropic people focus on the love and light

And concern themselves with what is right

And let those who hate, kill and lie

To justify this in their own minds

And live with those consequences all the while they breathe.

The sounds I hear

I hear sound

But in truth it’s a wave,

A vibration

That my consciousness then makes,

Into what it is I hear

For it is true and clear,

That all things created

Through the ear,

Our mind and consciousness defines,

So every noise is created in the mind

And it works the same with your eyes,

Which is why we should live our lives

Wide open in each moment,

Taking everything in

For our mind and consciousness

To be creating,

The rainbow colours and all the beauty

As well as all of the amazing symphonies,

That life resonates through,

Vibrations and through waves,

Through frequencies that flow through us time and again,

That helps in everything that we create

And define just who we are,

We’re all energy made from stars.

Patterns of life

Waves of frequency

And vibrational rhythms

Part of the matrix

And the universal system,

Triangles and circles

Appear in everyday life

The patterns of math

Reflects through the the days 

And the nights of our living experience 

That we share in each moments

Patterns all around us

Keep simply flowing

For those awakened 

Not stuck in the illusory life

But for those who choose to 

Live in the light

And witness the patterns

Created by the cosmic creational fields

Constructed by conscious 

Within the mind

Patterns are everywhere 

Subtle and sublime.
Via: Daily prompt: Pattern

Neglected 

Chilled to the bone

Body lays alone,

Emancipated by age

Condition began to fade,

Until the light went out

Their last breathe expired,

No one knew the consequence 

Of societies neglect,

Towards the old

Who die alone,

The vulnerable time

Is when it gets cold.

Where is the humanity 

Where is the love,

The care given to the old

Is simply not good enough.

Frozen in time

Mirrored glacier frozen lake,

Is this a dream like state

Or am I here wide awake.

Plumes of frozen breath

Escapes between my lips,

Frozen fingers number at the tips.

Extremities now at risk

Nose with icicles like stalactites,

Wind so bitter 

I am going snow blind,

Is this conscious reality

Or just another illusory dream.

Blinded

Shut the eyes

Comprise the mind,

Feel what is defind

Experiencing blind,

Of conscious being

Realising beauty,

Without seeing

Savour the cosmos,

To develop meaning

Of everything,

Without distraction

Just feeling,

Experience life

Without your eyes

Not being comprised

By illusory lies.

Energy puppets on conscious strings

A kaleidoscope of energy

In wave forms, beams and frequencies

Surround our very being,

Harmonics and vibrations

Make our life seem so tectonic,

Ever shifting boundaries

Colliding in wave functions

Beams bouncing off of matter,

As sound travels supersonic

The light is the particle waves

That open up our Hearts and eyes

And allow the knowledge and wisdom 

To flood in to our mind.

Where through our conscious reality

A story is created,

Illusory or awakened we live it totally fascinated

And everything we see, hear and feel

Is formed by the processes of mind

And it’s always been this way since the start of time.

We are all energy puppets dangling on conscious strings,

For the source is our creation omniscient in it eternal machinations

And brings

New life 

New hope

New love to this place 

In which we live

This place of created fantasies

Some of it fact 

Some of it myth.

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Living at higher frequencies tuned in to the vibrations and harmonics of Mother Nature and the universe while connected to our conscious reality gives us a wider awakening to life and helps us to realise the importance of love, kindness, compassion and peace. This will help in transcending from this human being to a higher state of existence.

Give me light over dark

Resonating images,

Of  light, love and peace,

The aspects of our life,

That seem to far out of reach,

As we are distracted

By materialistic  things

But of all the things money can buy,

These three things it surly can’t, 

And I’d rather live in light

Than I would live in dark.

I’d rather live in love as well,

Than hatred caused by greed,

I’d rather live in peace,

Than the fear of having nothing,

I’d rather live consciously awakened,

Than asleep or like zombie sheep.

For I have my own opinions

And I have set my own goals,

And don’t expect  me to have the answers,

That are currently unknown