Showing posts with label Soul Eternally - written poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Soul Eternally - written poetry. Show all posts

Friday, 13 December 2013

(11) Doorway to Ascension (11)


11:11 is the doorway
Into an alternate dimension.
11:11 is the wake-up call,
The prompt to awareness,
To look up and see
That your reality
Is a binary code.
The world is being created as you reflect,
You see, it reflects back on you.

Hemispheric equilibrium
Enhances cognition and perception.
Third eye-sight beholds
The pattern materializing in the matrix.
1111 x 1111 = 1234321
The sacred pyramid of geometrical design.
1.618 = phi, the Golden Ratio –
a luminous coil that springs forth life!
These magickal number sequences
Allow witness to forming creation.
Cellular memory triggered
NOW begins metamorphosis!

Hypnotized
By the winding spiral of evolution,
Your sentience in transfigured
Into etheric substance.
A supreme leap in consciousness
And awareness, of the psychic,
The subtle, and the energetic presence.
In awe of the wonders of the ONE soul that I am,
The ONE spirit that we are.

DNA code activation sequences
Being transmitted to us by the Invisibles
From a not yet visible realm.
The Angelic Guardians,
The Midwayers of the Earth,
Guide us through the 11:11 gates –
The Doorway to Ascension.
Spirit AWAKENS to manifest destiny,
Angelic identity, and transcendant Divinity.
Do you now remember,
This is what you’ve always wanted?

Monday, 9 December 2013

Blissful Traveler


Most blissful traveler
I can tell you're not from here
Welcome to my arms
I will take you in

The stars are your home
And wherever you roam
You spread love
As below so it is above

We create the reality
We wish to see
We are all one
And making love is fun

Spinning in circles
With mystical crystals
Making sweet sacred melodies
Mbira like harp-strings

Playing, cuddling
Massaging, juggling
You deny any struggling
And tell me that it is just bliss

Well I'm your comfort, a lover,
A guide, just another
Aspect of you
Reflecting the truth

Back into your eyes
We can go inside, outside
Or stay right here, traveler,
Because there is no where

We have to be
Then you tell me
Of a magical fairyland
That continues to elude me

On your quest for the brightest
Stars to show you the way
But men have led you astray
With the crooked cure

Of magic, mystery, and mayhem
Substance-induced chaos
And chemically altered shamans
Claiming ego loss

Offering delusions for the taking
Short-circuit way to bliss
Is this the action that needs to be taken
To experience DNA activation?

From the ingestion comes the flight
Of trainwrecked fear in the night
Blue storm overtones of hell's fury
With an aftermath so blurry, I ask:

Where is the center of the storm?
Where is the ground of all being?
Will there be danger on the journey?
What would it be like to be free?

So I listen to the wisdom from within
The rise of the white wizard begins
Walking with you on the path of healing
Sharing thoughts and feelings

Of all aspects of existence
From the shadows and the darkness
Emerges the flames of phoenix
Dancing bliss

And angel, now you are human
And this is your first time around
There is ammolite to be found
And a whole world to see

So please take care
And know that we share
Past lives of friendship
As lovers and companions

Fellow travelers we are
So blissed out
So blessed to have met you,
Angel.

Sunday, 8 December 2013

The Search for Another Form of (Epic) Art

Words that once echoed strong are now lost
I feel the same - and cannot be found
The search would be endless
And profound in its cost
Which would be to separate and distract
The knowing that was intact
Right from the start

I need another form of art
That will convey what these words cannot
I must monitor my thoughts and then stop
Convert them into something of which they are not
This is not the hobby that I once thought
Would be an eloquent way to express
My innermost essence

Streams flow outward, downward, onward
Never ceasing, continuously increasing
Into ever more complicated forms
All I want is for you to feel
What I feel
I just want to know truth
And see what is real
I cannot block it any longer
My weakness has made me stronger
Yet I cannot find it when I search

There is a barren wonderland waiting for its creation
Triumphantly emerging from the depths of imagination
To be rebirthed and reborn
Transfigured and transformed
Or is that only another illusion, forlorn?
So now I'm waiting, and I'm left wondering
Will it be worth it?
Will I ever find the "perfect"?

And I am wandering all around, upside down
The inside is the out, and I float by on a cloud
I am there in an instant, I am here in this moment
And that will never change, but it never does last
The time comes so fast and then is gone,
Just like the last, and the one before it has passed
But here I am, and it's just me again

Being alive is exciting!
Being enlightened is boring
So that is why we play this game
Nothing ever stays the same
So why take it so seriously?
And now I laugh at the absurdity
In simplicity


Now is the time for another form of art
Where these expressions flow mind to mind
With the smell of incense
The inner essence
Swirling within, diving in
Speaks to me in silence
"Seek and ye shall find"

Images, imagine them
Shifting shapes of the innerscape
That never linger or stay much longer
Than as perceived by my third eye
Wafting in, wavering,
Forming anything 
That I so desire
I create to fill that space
Yet can never fill the void
That feels like burning fire

I am thirsting, full of longing
I am asking, waiting, calling
I am seeking – screaming, falling
Into the depths of my own soul
Strong inner pull
There's something I need to know –
How can I live without this hole
In my heart?

I need another form of art
To reconnect with the source
I need to find a direct line
Of inspiration all the time
Communication mind to mind
There can only be truth
And my wants will change
Once I let go of the power
I will fall down from the tower
And willingly collide
With ego death
And the end of time

Because now I know
That it will be so
And I surrender
I let it go
I have perceived
The ultimate expression -
The most beautiful creation
Is it's creator

Saturday, 7 December 2013

Metaphysical Realm Walker

I was hanging out with the Chi Rocka
The rhythmical talker
Helped me find my flow and now I know
All I gotta do is take it slow
Narrow down the time with the focus of my mind
Allowing all doubts to subside
Ride the flow, rise and fall like the tide

Metaphysical realm-walker
The electrical brain-shocker
Standing in a circle outside
As the final fantasy unwinds
All that's left in the air is a shine
Bringing down the wisdom from the sky
Our words form into rhymes
Piercing through into the divine
See the love come through our eyes
Living all there is, and it's so fine

Although we know there is a dark side
Within us all that we try to hide
Somehow we just have to find

And expression of this kind, and in this life
We transform the darkness into light
The laughter brought a tear to my eye
In the moment it just felt so right
Peace in my heart, made me want to cry
Tears of joy for the gift of life
I am blessed with you by my side
And I know this is why I'm alive

So much love in my heart
Feels like another fresh start
To live like a child again
Let the love flow from within
This is where it all begins
Sometimes all you need is a friend
There's something so big that it never ends
Now all I can do is start over again
And I find that I'm the Fool again
I fall in love with world again
And again and again and again

Thursday, 5 December 2013

Wise Ones in the Wilderness


I journeyed to find peace
We found love, "into me see"
Found my voice, sang my song
Smudged some sage and banged a gong

Planted roots in a sacred place
Shared intentional living space
Painted rocks, moved mountains
Dived deep crystal fountains

We colored mandalas
And worked in the land of the
Fairies, orbs, and plants
Laid bare in the sand

Wise ones in the wilderness
The sun watching over us
Connected words into poetry
Let our expressions be free

In the sweetest grass braid
Friendship was made
Felt my roots grow deeper
While I sweated with my sisters

Elder spirits soothed me
And I climbed the world tree
Wished on a star and connected through
Dreams and fantasies all coming true

Attraction hypnotized
Drawn together, magnetized
Danced kundalini energy
Like children, carefree

The labyrinth we entered
Found our way to the center
Made our way back in unity
Heard aspen leaves whispering

Synchronicity dazzles me
The guidance of destiny
Led me to you, and your shimmering eyes
Twinkling starlit skies

I saw God in your face
Wrapped ourselves in Spirit's embrace
Merged bodies into auras
Surrounded by fauna and flora -

Watching our creation
The divine celebration
Sacred rhythm drum beats
Making music with our heart beats

Contract and expand
Travel foreign land
Retreat into community
Find uniqueness in soliditary

Dive deeper, fly higher
Sink inner, soar outer
Float away, hover,
Found my Self in The Lovers


Wednesday, 4 December 2013

More Meaning


I feel so surreal
Having stretched through boundaries
And what others might think of me.
Broken down barriers
Of what is assumed to be, reality.
Insanity, can cling to me
But never break me down
Or ever throw me down
Into the bottomless well
Of the dark night's inner hell.

For my heart will never run dry
And its waters, I nourish myself by
A nearby source, of emotions,
Fountains, overflow in my dreams.
Drenched with rains, and floods, and storms,
I'm trying to stay alive
In a world where I CANNOT BREATHE!

Yet somehow I know
The dolphins will save me
And everyone else who has faith and believes
In the supernatural, paranormal, extrasensory,
Metaphysical world of quantum energy
As a transcendent, omnipresent force
In our everyday "mainstream".

Concensus confirms subjective reality
And so I rationalize my own sanity
By talking myself out of fears
And what others might think of me.
I affirm my connectedness and groundedness.
I'm searching for more roundedness of heart
To fill this water-well world with more meaning.

Less wanting more,
More wanting meaning.
Wanting to fill this emptiness.
Wanting to exist in a state of bliss
Where owning more is meaningless
And having more means owning less.
Less empty wanting and needing.

A paradox of meaning
Is that needing less
Means having more meaning,
More or less.
Less meaning more,
Meaning.