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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Truth grabbed me by the throat Like a demented mugger With careful consideration, I Overcame his powers Despite his clutch and advances By wise suggestions from a well guarded Master Superimposing cryptic principles And certain underlying truths Adaptations and initiatives lay upon my life Unfolding gradual self determined plights I purchased a mountain Omitting idle speculations Climbing just a tad higher Was to me, my greatest contribution To the widest visions impacting Vital consciousness, where suggestions laid down The great ones commanded thesis in order By God placing all my ducks in a row To understand in distinct realms The parts of a whole, touching human aspects Authoritative personages, demonstrating energy I was most assuredly hijacked By a symptom of reincarnation Now numerous so called unborn souls Manifested a center of attention On nature and lives which can best Be described, as the spiritual man and humiliations Adding some rules for magic and warm trusted cosmic fire Projecting a suspected correspondence Appling them to manifest and compose consciousness To a comprehendible center place and unit of totality The core of pledge appearing right before our eyes Not to mention it potentialities, enumerated in our lives Ageless Wisdoms giving unity within our minds To the self and sheaths and its rituals Relationships assuming a subtler realm Of life much closer then before, an image laid back But one of which we’d always been aware of Inexplicable happenings occupy these forms Gaining much Attention from the skeptics And of course those who are in the material world Although man is reaching a place Of a just appreciation of beauty and veracity Where only the unity remains, persistent and echoing duty Towards capacity for an intensification of light Vibratory pulsation in every being, in every form And the myriad lives expressing many simple kingdoms Manifest cyclically and taking form All this proposed before, with of course My attacker in mind Hidden by every gradual sense Yet there in the form of light I gave him my purse and said Sir…it’s all I have But from a standpoint of feelings and spiritual impulse You need a meal and transformation from your self-centered life Right there before us, some great door opened wide To a purifying agency, where we both learned a lesson of time I’m still attempting to climb that horizon Enlarging incentives resulting inevitable obstructions Some critiques and sweeping breeze of heights grand illusions But I’ll be arriving eventually, if only through evolution With my attacker right by my side….feeling the heart of the sun In the very middle of my pupil, not to mention going the distance Where a picture always remains…with a strain of effort and revolving doors Becomes a natural rock of shapes, and the conflict between good and evil A movement where we both have found, homeless and penniless Were now the forerunners of self-esteemed interpretations We are now thinkers of time in a very symbolic way Bracing ourselves for the arduous climb Where depth and breath slowly emerge to be Who’d have ever thought, this attacker would marry me? |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Leej, LOL I’m still attempting to climb that horizon Enlarging incentives resulting inevitable obstructions Some critiques and sweeping breeze of heights grand illusions But I’ll be arriving eventually, if only through evolution This is where I am at now. Good write, enjoyed. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
With my attacker right by my side….feeling the heart of the sun In the very middle of my pupil, not to mention going the distance Where a picture always remains…with a strain of effort and revolving doors Becomes a natural rock of shapes, and the conflict between good and evil Impressive writing, and wonderful reading LeeJ. Life is a mixed bag, ain't it??? |
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