I don't think I've felt truly alone in quite some time. Yet as I sit here late at night, with a mind full of clamor, I wonder about the eternal oneness we are as a whole being. I always had put the notion of solitude on the back burner. However, if one is to really ponder the idea of one being, we must then be alone, as one. Not to say there is not an infinite display of the magnificence of our existence, just that loneliness could very well be on of the most natural attributes of our worldly selves.
Could we possibly be denying ourselves of one of the most richest treasures, by shunning our loneliness? Is it sadness that is at the root? It feels so different. Sadness comes from losing something or someone, a connection that becomes ruptured. But if we are all one, we can't be losing, or for that matter gaining, anything. I like to think we are just culminating the essence of light, the divine ember that animates all of time & space and the dimensions beyond...
Is the emptiness I feel just a portal into a deeper abyss, where I might find new worlds. Why is it I reminisce to the days of past, which i can no longer touch. Somewhere in time they are preserved, if only my gaze could pierce through my daydreaming. If only this moment is all I have, I wonder why am I not digging deeper.
The isolation only seems to induce me further into a slumber. I am not lost, but I no longer know of my whereabouts. I know I should be here, but I can not fathom why I would desire such a venture. What has been forgotten? What truth evades me, and why am I tumbling through this fallacy?!
Why am I yearning for something completely unknown? Why does it permeate me so intricately? Why do I dream of realms beyond the Earth? If this is who I am, what am I to do? Why do i feel so distant from all, when truly I feel the being within coursing through me, and can feel the resonance rippling from every living entity on the planet & beyond the cosmos. If I am so endowed with insight to reach out a hand to humanity, why am I among those who have their heads so distraught in anguish they cannot even see the beauty of the light of the sun & moon? They walk the earth as if only a light bulb was screwed in for household chores...
WHERE is the key to unlock the potential for uplifting the human race?? if there are so many light workers, why not get to WORK! Goodness gracious why are we wasting time with trivial, material, & visceral matters!
Where are the rainforests?! Where are the angels?? Where are the healers of the sick, tired & hungry? why are people still dying??? people still lying?? why is the light not illuminating the darkness????
I know so intimately the weight of the darkness, & the piercing sharpness of light.. it cannot be too heavy to impale! I KNOW! something is holding back... WE are not recognizing the greatness within ourselves yet to its FULLEST; we haven't yet believed in the mystery in its WHOLENESS; We have not radiated the fervor of joy to is BRIGHTEST!
So I implore you (*& of course myself, I mean we are only the one self, so I suppose it is a joint venture, lol) to embrace the solitude you might find yourself in. savor the inner silence
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Archangel
There are those who have wings, and still choose to trek the Earth. Even though they might have the ability to soar above and glide across the clouds, they decide rather to walk amongst those who roam the solid ground. Even though there are limitless bounds at their wingtips, they find themselves intrigued by the forest, mountains, and oceans.
A wingspan is not only useful for taking to skies, but they have woven within them noble intricacies. I have found a gallant stride comes from more than just your footsteps, but it comes with a graceful presence. It stems from the beacon of kinship. To know that the rainbow arcing across the far off horizon is truly a beam of one light, and only by reflection is it displayed into its many colors. So walks the winged paladin, in a quest to only bring forth the rains so the light can burrow through the mystic matter of water.
It is only below the clouds that the raindrops fall, so must the light warrior go. Through the eyes of heaven, not only can thee see the woes of broken wings, but as well the treasures that can only be found by glancing ever so closely upon the rocky terrain. It is only do we find gems, when we exhume through the rubble of caves. Deep beneath the shadows lie the most precious shimmering jewels! But alas, with no light they can not scintillate their unique hue. So they must be brought back to the sun, where the glare magnifies their glisten…
The archangel is the seeker, and even though their knowledge pertains to the divine and is coursing through their body & permeating their mind, their curiosity to know the stones sailed adrift, beckons them…Is it not the only way in eternity to truly become more and evolve and breach the threshold of heaven? A grain of sand is truly perceived as magnificence, in the wake of the Archangel.
Walk for so long on this grand earth, however, and wings will retract. And now the knight walks with a heavier tread. Has the valiant brigade forgotten of its duties to protect the life strewn across this dreamy pearl in the cosmic abyss? For hence we have been born from source and only have imagined delicate realms of sovereign beauty! So it is truly not a matter of chance our curiosity to have seen the meadows of flowers, plateaus of forest ridden mountains, cackling jungles with their gushing mists of waterfalls…NO, not chance but fate sticking like a thorn in destiny, a choice made by its own consequences, perfect design, intertwined and woven into the fabric. A tapestry of impulses, the twine of our thoughts creating a beautiful mural.
Love, the driving force that seems to somehow grant success even in the most perilous circumstances. But it seems to overcome any rigid, malignant torrent. It bears armor that is impenetrable, for its enduring nature supercedes that of this tangible world. It is a chain mail that links and binds within its own filaments! Donned by any who discover the ancient truth of pure charisma, it cannot be flaunted! So only when humility is rekindled within the flesh of a being, does one assimilate back into its pristine state of intuitiveness. In touch within and without, complete integration into the matrix. Shedding of its own permeability for it is now immersed in the sea!
If you are venturing off with the weight of grief & sorrow, and bearing despair & anguish, you not need to look above or below. In fact, do not engage with your gaze, just unfurl and splay your wings! Remember the descent you once took and remember your vehemence to LIVE! Know that by your own accord you have been led here to this earth, only so you may experience the ardor of lifting off once more. The sensation of embarking once more into the kingdom of heaven is a JOY unmatched by none other than the eternal quest in which we seek to understand our gift of life endowed upon us. What is unveiled is that the entities that soar its ocean of clouds are truthfully the ones who imbue fervor upon its boundless horizons…
As a regal cherub, I summon all! WE must brighten our domain, with each and every incandescent, we rely on our fleet to fulfill destiny of the universe!
Abandon desolation, pursue abundance
Dissipate disbelief, impress conviction
Banish hatred, radiate light
Relinquish fear, profess LOVE
Avow your heart with nobility! Proclaim divine presence, the herald is here, don your breastplate & unravel your feathered limbs and let the air of this world lift you into REJOICE!
Bask in the glory
A wingspan is not only useful for taking to skies, but they have woven within them noble intricacies. I have found a gallant stride comes from more than just your footsteps, but it comes with a graceful presence. It stems from the beacon of kinship. To know that the rainbow arcing across the far off horizon is truly a beam of one light, and only by reflection is it displayed into its many colors. So walks the winged paladin, in a quest to only bring forth the rains so the light can burrow through the mystic matter of water.
It is only below the clouds that the raindrops fall, so must the light warrior go. Through the eyes of heaven, not only can thee see the woes of broken wings, but as well the treasures that can only be found by glancing ever so closely upon the rocky terrain. It is only do we find gems, when we exhume through the rubble of caves. Deep beneath the shadows lie the most precious shimmering jewels! But alas, with no light they can not scintillate their unique hue. So they must be brought back to the sun, where the glare magnifies their glisten…
The archangel is the seeker, and even though their knowledge pertains to the divine and is coursing through their body & permeating their mind, their curiosity to know the stones sailed adrift, beckons them…Is it not the only way in eternity to truly become more and evolve and breach the threshold of heaven? A grain of sand is truly perceived as magnificence, in the wake of the Archangel.
Walk for so long on this grand earth, however, and wings will retract. And now the knight walks with a heavier tread. Has the valiant brigade forgotten of its duties to protect the life strewn across this dreamy pearl in the cosmic abyss? For hence we have been born from source and only have imagined delicate realms of sovereign beauty! So it is truly not a matter of chance our curiosity to have seen the meadows of flowers, plateaus of forest ridden mountains, cackling jungles with their gushing mists of waterfalls…NO, not chance but fate sticking like a thorn in destiny, a choice made by its own consequences, perfect design, intertwined and woven into the fabric. A tapestry of impulses, the twine of our thoughts creating a beautiful mural.
Love, the driving force that seems to somehow grant success even in the most perilous circumstances. But it seems to overcome any rigid, malignant torrent. It bears armor that is impenetrable, for its enduring nature supercedes that of this tangible world. It is a chain mail that links and binds within its own filaments! Donned by any who discover the ancient truth of pure charisma, it cannot be flaunted! So only when humility is rekindled within the flesh of a being, does one assimilate back into its pristine state of intuitiveness. In touch within and without, complete integration into the matrix. Shedding of its own permeability for it is now immersed in the sea!
If you are venturing off with the weight of grief & sorrow, and bearing despair & anguish, you not need to look above or below. In fact, do not engage with your gaze, just unfurl and splay your wings! Remember the descent you once took and remember your vehemence to LIVE! Know that by your own accord you have been led here to this earth, only so you may experience the ardor of lifting off once more. The sensation of embarking once more into the kingdom of heaven is a JOY unmatched by none other than the eternal quest in which we seek to understand our gift of life endowed upon us. What is unveiled is that the entities that soar its ocean of clouds are truthfully the ones who imbue fervor upon its boundless horizons…
As a regal cherub, I summon all! WE must brighten our domain, with each and every incandescent, we rely on our fleet to fulfill destiny of the universe!
Abandon desolation, pursue abundance
Dissipate disbelief, impress conviction
Banish hatred, radiate light
Relinquish fear, profess LOVE
Avow your heart with nobility! Proclaim divine presence, the herald is here, don your breastplate & unravel your feathered limbs and let the air of this world lift you into REJOICE!
Bask in the glory
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Magnetic Shower
As we hope to make a significant contribution in life, I know I often wonder what will be the greater sum of all the positive force, as well as the negative, in the grand scheme of things...As my tale unravels and I become more aware of myself, mysterious details entail. As I have recently learned to have much more compassion for myself and my ventures & vocations in life, I am more mindful of the very surroundings around me. Becoming more in tune with the beings around me, one can see the subtle weaving of the web, a tapestry that not only connects us all but is a portrait of us all. Seeing one another in each other.
As I relinquish judgments, predispositions, & prejudice towards distinguishing others around me, I acknowledge the heartfelt fervor, the sensation of humble tidings towards all!
I am beginning to sort out the pieces of life, of course I realize they aren't fragmented at all as they meld back into a perfect fit. Inspiration is such a valuable commodity, be sure to really let any such brilliance seep in. The intentions we put into our ambitions and aspirations are deeply accentuated by the unified encouragement of all brethren & sistren, who each have the deep yearning to bring together ultimate miraculous success among all...
I am finally realizing that my part, my niche is meaningful, and yet it has worth just as each entity embarks on their quest to find the way home. I am refining myself so that I am continually opening up to new energies and forces, and perpetuating the divine flow so it is coarsing all throughout my being! Shine all the joy you have been endowed with upon others, as a lighthouse beacons its glare to lost ships, and soon enough all things carried out to sea make their way back home to shore...The tides settle their satin sheet of the sea over the weary being, tucked in for eternity beneath the glistening dome sky. The ocean lulls each enigma to sleep with her elemental lullaby… Dreamers ascend into the abyssful cavern, sipping upon the crystal waters. Our sanctuary is our substance, accrue the sacred relics of enlightenment, and nourish one’s body with light, compassion, humility, laughter, valor, nobility, tranquility, eloquence, splendor, & wonder. Life, a breath, a flickering glare, a glance into unknown domains, the glint of divine assimilation. We are the sparks, embers scintillating into the ravines of the cosmos.
As I relinquish judgments, predispositions, & prejudice towards distinguishing others around me, I acknowledge the heartfelt fervor, the sensation of humble tidings towards all!
I am beginning to sort out the pieces of life, of course I realize they aren't fragmented at all as they meld back into a perfect fit. Inspiration is such a valuable commodity, be sure to really let any such brilliance seep in. The intentions we put into our ambitions and aspirations are deeply accentuated by the unified encouragement of all brethren & sistren, who each have the deep yearning to bring together ultimate miraculous success among all...
I am finally realizing that my part, my niche is meaningful, and yet it has worth just as each entity embarks on their quest to find the way home. I am refining myself so that I am continually opening up to new energies and forces, and perpetuating the divine flow so it is coarsing all throughout my being! Shine all the joy you have been endowed with upon others, as a lighthouse beacons its glare to lost ships, and soon enough all things carried out to sea make their way back home to shore...The tides settle their satin sheet of the sea over the weary being, tucked in for eternity beneath the glistening dome sky. The ocean lulls each enigma to sleep with her elemental lullaby… Dreamers ascend into the abyssful cavern, sipping upon the crystal waters. Our sanctuary is our substance, accrue the sacred relics of enlightenment, and nourish one’s body with light, compassion, humility, laughter, valor, nobility, tranquility, eloquence, splendor, & wonder. Life, a breath, a flickering glare, a glance into unknown domains, the glint of divine assimilation. We are the sparks, embers scintillating into the ravines of the cosmos.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Dragonfly
I am entangled in everything & I feel entrenched in every soul...
There are times I yearn to embrace all who walk amongst me. I tremble beneath the stoic smirk I pass off for indifference. Everything around me is so sacred and I feel ashamed not to celebrate it openly with my brethren! I know the suppression only culminates into a insatiable ravenous feast of rage. but I'm torn and the tears soak through my pores before they can even tumble down my cheek. All this emotion, all this love, screaming, desperate to erupt and immerse into oblivion for others to gather & harvest. Yet I deny, I wait, under the impression contemplation will be a worthwhile endeavor. What hypocrisy! I pace the avenues of time, yearning to strike forth my will, lash out in the sought out avail of righteous balance of the universe! I declare more commotion, and yet I haven't seen the horizon of prevailing peace... I don't doubt her arrival, but I am infuriated upon her diplomacy. Why provoke, why instigate the impatience of the agonized and the ones who have suffered! I let go, and yet I see surrender as merely an astonishing display of myopic control, foolishness! And to control is to become the inevitable demise of our own wake, fate in our own hands! I am no machine! I will not be a slave, and the highest proclaim that I could ever vow is to refrain from silence. This structure will not, ever, succumb to the chasms of consequence! A miracle is just an unknown foundation of nature, and as I reflect into her grand structure of foliage, I resemble the pure, I am to be free forever, instilled with glee, a toddler cantering the plains! I am what you sought after, I am realized in the coves of intellect, that is abstract creation, I am the child arisen from ashes & dust, immaculately conceived into manifestation! I wander forever. I am the curious, and distraught. I am the rebel, and yet the sanctifier. If i despise, there is only lack of sight, for I can only revere. I am misunderstood, for I am unique. I am the doubter, in the sea of incandescence. I haven't a moment, for I am unraveled through the era! I face no opposer,for I am evolved in mastery. I fall to my knees, for I am thirsty. The rain will not quench my parched plight!
I can not be anymore until the reign of LOVE is upheld in exquisite form. My search for you will not end, and since that time of delivery, I will not cease my quest to reunite! all together, the pieces shattered are no more a maze but a destiny! My joy will bridge our vast departure and dissolve all that has faded of our realm! For now I follow the dragonfly! I dance. I bounce, I mimic your call into my wings flutter. I resonate my stride to the tones of your euphoric enamor. I tumble ecstatically across the woven forest and meander the eternal meadows, hoping knowing, all can be found.
IN the light it is known as a constant state, never ruptured from our unified field. only allowing a gaze of possibilities. I am a mere taunt for it's desires, embedded in illusion. But who is more real, the dream or the dreamer...a dreamer is only a participant and born from a dream, only to perpetuate more vision and more lure...
Enticed by a feat unfathomable to my own knowledge, I dive without a wince, I plunge into the abyss. a leap of faith created by its own discovery...
I am the flutter. I am the ripple. I am the pulse of my own heart.
I choose to love, not as it is my only option, but because my desires have developed it be so. My intention is to bind the seam of time & space.
My vocation is destiny, and as fate would have it, I am precise in my refinement. I leave no tear unstitched. I quell any screech...
perfection is obsolete. divinity is the supple nature of adequacy. it is fit for all...
Arise, Awaken, Arrive!
Become & Bestow
Create what you care for
Deem the dwellings with divine decor
Eradicate evasion and entrance the era with euphoria
FREE the Fallen!!!!
LOVE!!!!!! EVER MORE! it is the membrane of yourself
There is no end, and I can only end my message with that
There are times I yearn to embrace all who walk amongst me. I tremble beneath the stoic smirk I pass off for indifference. Everything around me is so sacred and I feel ashamed not to celebrate it openly with my brethren! I know the suppression only culminates into a insatiable ravenous feast of rage. but I'm torn and the tears soak through my pores before they can even tumble down my cheek. All this emotion, all this love, screaming, desperate to erupt and immerse into oblivion for others to gather & harvest. Yet I deny, I wait, under the impression contemplation will be a worthwhile endeavor. What hypocrisy! I pace the avenues of time, yearning to strike forth my will, lash out in the sought out avail of righteous balance of the universe! I declare more commotion, and yet I haven't seen the horizon of prevailing peace... I don't doubt her arrival, but I am infuriated upon her diplomacy. Why provoke, why instigate the impatience of the agonized and the ones who have suffered! I let go, and yet I see surrender as merely an astonishing display of myopic control, foolishness! And to control is to become the inevitable demise of our own wake, fate in our own hands! I am no machine! I will not be a slave, and the highest proclaim that I could ever vow is to refrain from silence. This structure will not, ever, succumb to the chasms of consequence! A miracle is just an unknown foundation of nature, and as I reflect into her grand structure of foliage, I resemble the pure, I am to be free forever, instilled with glee, a toddler cantering the plains! I am what you sought after, I am realized in the coves of intellect, that is abstract creation, I am the child arisen from ashes & dust, immaculately conceived into manifestation! I wander forever. I am the curious, and distraught. I am the rebel, and yet the sanctifier. If i despise, there is only lack of sight, for I can only revere. I am misunderstood, for I am unique. I am the doubter, in the sea of incandescence. I haven't a moment, for I am unraveled through the era! I face no opposer,for I am evolved in mastery. I fall to my knees, for I am thirsty. The rain will not quench my parched plight!
I can not be anymore until the reign of LOVE is upheld in exquisite form. My search for you will not end, and since that time of delivery, I will not cease my quest to reunite! all together, the pieces shattered are no more a maze but a destiny! My joy will bridge our vast departure and dissolve all that has faded of our realm! For now I follow the dragonfly! I dance. I bounce, I mimic your call into my wings flutter. I resonate my stride to the tones of your euphoric enamor. I tumble ecstatically across the woven forest and meander the eternal meadows, hoping knowing, all can be found.
IN the light it is known as a constant state, never ruptured from our unified field. only allowing a gaze of possibilities. I am a mere taunt for it's desires, embedded in illusion. But who is more real, the dream or the dreamer...a dreamer is only a participant and born from a dream, only to perpetuate more vision and more lure...
Enticed by a feat unfathomable to my own knowledge, I dive without a wince, I plunge into the abyss. a leap of faith created by its own discovery...
I am the flutter. I am the ripple. I am the pulse of my own heart.
I choose to love, not as it is my only option, but because my desires have developed it be so. My intention is to bind the seam of time & space.
My vocation is destiny, and as fate would have it, I am precise in my refinement. I leave no tear unstitched. I quell any screech...
perfection is obsolete. divinity is the supple nature of adequacy. it is fit for all...
Arise, Awaken, Arrive!
Become & Bestow
Create what you care for
Deem the dwellings with divine decor
Eradicate evasion and entrance the era with euphoria
FREE the Fallen!!!!
LOVE!!!!!! EVER MORE! it is the membrane of yourself
There is no end, and I can only end my message with that
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Evolution
Beyond the Cosmos, Beneath the membrane of everything, there is something, something that is nothing. But this Nothing is no ordinary nothing, it is beyond everything and encompasses all things. For there is only the unquantifiable, and what lies in this vast darkness, is brilliance. The highest calibration of energy, where frequencies are sirens upon the sands of time. A space with no place, and a domain with unending boundries, a chasm of matter. The true source and the eye that holds the gaze of the infinite dream. It is self, and it is from this essence that everything is, may everything be created, lived, felt, and known. And even more amazing, since it captivates it all it is the most precious, but since it composed of all it is truly humble, for it dawns on it self, layers upon layers, currents whirling, waves collapsing. Landscaping an ocean of consciuossness...It's presence beaming, and a heart dreaming, it finds itself transformed into deeper realms. Majesty prevails for it is pure, and it's desires noble. I AM THIS, and WE ARE ALL THIS LOVE....Enigmas, and now on the verge of attaining the greatest asset yet to be known ever, to be fully awakened, to unveil the illusion we have created for ouself, to conquer the densest attribute of the sovereign one, supreme self. SEA OF LIGHT.
Honor your quest. Crave the edowment...PURE SERENITY in your mind, will ignite the fervor in your heart...LOVE like you are understanding the divinty in the multiverse...The time is now...Resonate the gallant light. Evolve & BE FREE
namaste
Honor your quest. Crave the edowment...PURE SERENITY in your mind, will ignite the fervor in your heart...LOVE like you are understanding the divinty in the multiverse...The time is now...Resonate the gallant light. Evolve & BE FREE
namaste
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Fable
Unsatsified with the waves that carry me through time, I encircle the internal realm searching for nothing, yearning to be lost. If I can not be found, then there may not be a testament to all the weight I bear...A state undefined, neither joyous or agonizing, I feel wrapped in the clutces of true sorcery. No wonder it has it's name, for it's origins runs deep, and it is source from which all things come. Even it's own awareness is nestled in it's unfathomable dimensions. It burrows on & on, as if chiseling it's own creation into rubble, from which it dissipates to create more of the ethereal prima materia of it's own matter. It's logic defied, it can start to feel.
Is it the beginning, now? have I arrived at my awakening. Am I real enough to live, to breath, to understand...Reason permeating into flesh, ignited by desire, only passion persuades, and in this great sea I bleed. I bleed so the river will teem. My heart churns in elation. The will drives forth, pulling the tides. If it is to reach the shore, it only fades back into the ocean, surrendered by the cataclysm of it's own flare. So I wake through these meadows in laborious wonder, with guilt-stricken glee. I am not to beg or plea, for I am me! I shall not kneel, or bow, I can only burst into tears at the sight of splendor. Carrying nothing as I surf the crests, I dive into inebrieation after the peaks of bliss have fallen. I can only drown in the abyss, as the sparkles in my eyes glisten of the great cosmos. Forever caught by own gaze, I journey into the echoes of my own calls into the endless caverns. I enamor thy self, addicted to the embrace of infatuation. love is so maliciously kind, as she suffocates you, she will breath her own breath into your new soul. I am torn from her mind. She enlaves me, I am unto my own, yet I become a child in her presence. I rise from the slumber in which I was cast into.
I cannot die, and when I was born, I knew not of a time. It was only a dream. A tale in which to enchant thy lovely self. So forever I am an alchemest of time, always concocting new potions & tonics. Drunk from the dance of light, I can play like the clouds with their shadows, as does the wind with the forest leaves. Ardent in this youthful body of light, I become the truth of my being. The essence in the mist. I revel for once, and capture eternally the treasures cast upon the stars. Never having witness to the dawn, I am the sunrise. I am the enigma, and so the fable goes of a great cherub. we is only the distorted ruptures of the soul sea, the membrane in which all things flow forth, the rythym the only true will. There is no separateness, there is no you or me, there is no choice in the matter, there is no fault in this course, and destiny is unescable. The one dreamer has awakened and all beings are only conducive to one being. The story has already been told, and the saga written into the scriptures of cosmic forces.
Surrender is the greatest choice, and requires the ultimate will. It is the legend to behold, and the noble will rise to it's gracious summons. Clad in royal endeavors, the high knights will deliver their vocation in sumptuos precision. Only led by our lust for love's bestowment, we are drawn into her courts. Justice is righteous, and as such, balances the disturbances of the intracate quests into vast darkness. We will be mamed by her lusciuos creed. Riveted by this epic adventure, we meld into one, so she vivaciously carries on. Her demeanor rhapsodical. I am no longer curious of my own plight, I have been enticed and my thirst is insuppressible. Only she can quench the ravenous appetite of my soul. I am a voracious one : )
And so the restlessness stirring within has been quelled...for I am her, and everything lies before her in her sacred principality. Her rule is blessed, and her reign even reaches into the great ravines of tumultuation. She will relentlessly surpass all other forces, and in her wake, she will seduce even those trudging in disdain. all will be well. We shall be comforted by her tender embrace. In her presence I am endowed by an esquisite fervor.
Namaste
Is it the beginning, now? have I arrived at my awakening. Am I real enough to live, to breath, to understand...Reason permeating into flesh, ignited by desire, only passion persuades, and in this great sea I bleed. I bleed so the river will teem. My heart churns in elation. The will drives forth, pulling the tides. If it is to reach the shore, it only fades back into the ocean, surrendered by the cataclysm of it's own flare. So I wake through these meadows in laborious wonder, with guilt-stricken glee. I am not to beg or plea, for I am me! I shall not kneel, or bow, I can only burst into tears at the sight of splendor. Carrying nothing as I surf the crests, I dive into inebrieation after the peaks of bliss have fallen. I can only drown in the abyss, as the sparkles in my eyes glisten of the great cosmos. Forever caught by own gaze, I journey into the echoes of my own calls into the endless caverns. I enamor thy self, addicted to the embrace of infatuation. love is so maliciously kind, as she suffocates you, she will breath her own breath into your new soul. I am torn from her mind. She enlaves me, I am unto my own, yet I become a child in her presence. I rise from the slumber in which I was cast into.
I cannot die, and when I was born, I knew not of a time. It was only a dream. A tale in which to enchant thy lovely self. So forever I am an alchemest of time, always concocting new potions & tonics. Drunk from the dance of light, I can play like the clouds with their shadows, as does the wind with the forest leaves. Ardent in this youthful body of light, I become the truth of my being. The essence in the mist. I revel for once, and capture eternally the treasures cast upon the stars. Never having witness to the dawn, I am the sunrise. I am the enigma, and so the fable goes of a great cherub. we is only the distorted ruptures of the soul sea, the membrane in which all things flow forth, the rythym the only true will. There is no separateness, there is no you or me, there is no choice in the matter, there is no fault in this course, and destiny is unescable. The one dreamer has awakened and all beings are only conducive to one being. The story has already been told, and the saga written into the scriptures of cosmic forces.
Surrender is the greatest choice, and requires the ultimate will. It is the legend to behold, and the noble will rise to it's gracious summons. Clad in royal endeavors, the high knights will deliver their vocation in sumptuos precision. Only led by our lust for love's bestowment, we are drawn into her courts. Justice is righteous, and as such, balances the disturbances of the intracate quests into vast darkness. We will be mamed by her lusciuos creed. Riveted by this epic adventure, we meld into one, so she vivaciously carries on. Her demeanor rhapsodical. I am no longer curious of my own plight, I have been enticed and my thirst is insuppressible. Only she can quench the ravenous appetite of my soul. I am a voracious one : )
And so the restlessness stirring within has been quelled...for I am her, and everything lies before her in her sacred principality. Her rule is blessed, and her reign even reaches into the great ravines of tumultuation. She will relentlessly surpass all other forces, and in her wake, she will seduce even those trudging in disdain. all will be well. We shall be comforted by her tender embrace. In her presence I am endowed by an esquisite fervor.
Namaste
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Here
Eternity, a place in my mind, where I drift into forever and infinite perpetual evolution. I have to say, that this moment, always existed, and all remains preserved through time.
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