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Mellomory

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                                        Sounds

of quiet

pervade melancholy

whispers

of thought’s

dreamy intentions

of¬†future’s life trade

for shackled bleeding heart

of glassy tears

reflecting memory

past and missed

through paths

in search

of splendor’s toll

to enter

shinning rivers

of empathy

to swim

where daunting

sorrows

be washed away

though never

existed


So swells my soul

in silent weeping . . .

for captive

joy’s release ¬©

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¬†Memory: The stories we create upon the soul’s eternity. ¬†

 

 

 

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Africian Ironwood citrus blooms.

African Ironwood citrus blooms.

How unfortunate it is that our glorious world, having been re-designed by devious men of perversion¬†as they continue to deceive and incense minds with supposed ‚Äėsecret‚Äô knowledge traveling along moment‚Äôs paths of unreasoned evolution. Stagnated are the intended connections of seduction and beauty of intuition‚Äôs wisdom: A¬†truth of all things created.¬† Mankind walks an unintended path‚ÄĒone of destruction of synchronicity of place. ¬†How fortunate it is for life that love remains strong upon the human heart‚Äôs perception. ¬†Mankind does again, in seeming effigy of cycles of chaos and conundrum ask,¬†whose plan is it?¬† Questions beget only questions because ‚Äėsomething‚Äô along the course of evolution was unjustly tainted, intruded upon, interfered with, tried and embittered with beguilement equaled to an intensity of joy. ¬†Was it a plan of renderings to make life perverse in meaning? ¬†Or is it a simple plan of intent toward sublime elation? ¬†Could there possibly be a singletree existence one without the other?¬† A battle made assured between the light and the dark of the soul of life. ¬†A battle that all souls must accept.

And so humanity, through the generations does contemplate, why? ¬†Why would a¬†‚ÄėGod‚Äô of all that is professed to be of love, benevolence, and what is all omnipotent centered of good‚Äôs intention, have reason for unreason to ‚Äėroot‚Äô ideas of ‚Äėevil‚Äô consciousness upon the minds of men, while all the while completely aware of the conscious thought that a¬†supposed greatest creation of likeness, would and could also form the same consciousness of malevolence. ¬† Thoughts conjured of temptations offered of infamously fallible ‚Äúforbidden fruit‚ÄĚ? ¬†Furthermore, why would the ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of supposed good intention who so loved his creation of premeditated promise made favor of immortality, place such temptations of mind toward ‚Äėevil‚Äô intent before them, full-well knowing that in due time, humankind would in fact, cause their own demise and¬†damnation and disconnection from the one Great Spirit of unfathomable wisdom in regard to this understanding?

Humanity, in fact, did find ‚Äėevil‚Äô¬†convincing in its magnificence, equaled in elation to joy, as is witnessed¬†continually in renderings of permissive absolutions upon the human heart, whether aware or unaware.¬† Humanity may¬†conclude then, come¬†out of a given conscious awareness, that ‚Äėevil‚Äô is merely a word made force by humanity‚Äôs own efforts, and thus¬†is¬†so contrived out of the minds [egos] of a¬†lost fallen few.¬† Humanity has all along been made to question ‚ÄėGod‚Äôs‚Äô bearing of reason upon life, by use of primal ego as we¬†come to ‚Äėsee‚Äô that there is simply no ‚Äėgodly‚Äô reasoning for malevolence to be¬†separated from the¬†natural world as we presume it . . . unless . . . the ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of proposed good intentions is so too,¬†of duality of thought and rhythm and logic come of¬†choice.¬† In which case, humanity would then be forced to inquire through fervent beseeching of prayer, ¬†a Divine intervention of¬†understood¬†aforethought;¬†forgive us Divine Province for the ‚Äės i n s‚Äô of the sinners‚Äô. ¬† We employ you not blame our souls for what does the flesh, as¬†these¬†long standing mortal sufferings exist out of birth of much questioned intention, or even as may be of unintended oversight.¬† This would then make humanity the unintended offspring of an inherently divided intellect, and therefore, should not humanity be forgiven the abominable offenses of malevolence? ¬† As it is so that humanity be indeed made of the¬†same questionably divided Divine essence.¬†¬† We must not, and cannot deny the ‚Äėsomething‚Äô of connected duality of innate nature.

It does seem logical then, that it is clearly necessary for humanity to come to the recognition of meaning to the ‚Äútree of life‚ÄĚ. ¬† The metaphorically¬†temporal physical moment¬†of conscious physical experience given to thought as insurance for chance at perfecting personal worthiness; an acceptance of a knowledge of ‚Äėself‚Äô-love while living an existence where ‚Äėself‚Äô-love is considered a taboo‚ÄĒa professed societal ‚Äėself‚Äô-ish-ness‚Äô, and thusly, considered to be a wrong committed of manmade untruth of systematic unreality;¬†an intentional stripping of human thoughts naturally¬†akin to¬†individuality.¬† This arrangement could not possibly be without notion of ‚Äúmorality‚ÄĚ; an understanding of truths held within metaphorical meaning of the¬†‚Äútree of knowledge of good and ‚Äėevil’‚ÄĚ.¬† ¬†A representation of¬†choice, be it moral, immoral, or both of arrow according to one‚Äôs personal thoughts. ¬†Is humanity to assume that all is as was meant to be of the foretelling; an¬†intended plan¬†with love being the eternal force of fingerprint of which is, ‚ÄėGod‚Äô? ¬†‚ÄėGod‚Äô we must believe, could not have made a¬†mistake in renderings conjured of mystical mathematical precision regarding creation. ¬†Can there be such a thing as ‚Äėa simple life‚Äô without good and ‚Äėevil‚Äô at constant battle for our very energies?

Balance must be offered unto human vulnerabilities of will and choice designed of
magnificent genetic disposition of natural yet misunderstood origins.  Choice, then, is
imperative for change, and chance is pertinent in precise perceptions of moment, intuition, and survival: A progress of¬†growth necessary to move¬†toward ‚Äėspiritual‚Äô [inner] awareness of the truer ‚Äėself‚Äô; a positive arrangement of thoughts keeping matter of energy in checks and balances of Universal design at constant exchange of beauty and chaos.¬† There is no reasoned causation for humanity to¬†think ourselves any different. ¬†Humanity surely will come to realize the utmost worth of mindfulness centered in thoughts of positive direction‚ÄĒfirstly being conscious of¬†one‚Äôs own thoughts in perspective of awareness of all life¬†being¬†conceived of this manner. ¬†In summation, if one‚Äôs¬†energies are being unknowingly usurped, given intentionally unto the negative energies of malevolence, it stands to reason that a living and deceased soul‚Äôs energies do¬†influence the life-force, be it for¬†good, or be it for¬†‚Äėevil‚Äô. ¬†That is to say, humanity¬†choose¬†s good, or humanity¬†chooses¬†‚Äėevil‚Äô, ¬†via¬†thought energies.¬† Which¬†energies humanity so¬†chooses from within,¬†reflects outward the¬†world in which we live.

Humanity‚Äôs primal egotistical force enables justification for false belief¬†‘systems’¬†that¬†do cripple the inborn remembrance¬†of vision; a¬†higher truer ‚Äėself‚Äô of being. ¬†A being of¬†reason and truth in all thoughts of matter; an intended¬†‚Äėinsight‚Äô [understanding] of¬†humanity‚Äôs place within the realm of capability to change one‚Äôs reality with¬†the gifts given¬†of the ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of design, so to allow the individual to escape the¬†false constricts of manmade ‚Äėtime‚Äô. ¬†Hope guards the¬†conscious flame¬†of¬†human hearts of physical experience; a Divine urge to¬†continue . . . to insure chance and change at¬†will vested in eternal possibilities.¬†Truths are reckoned in chance of days given seemingly without end.¬† In fact, the same day, over and over of unending beseeching of inner persuasion: A deliverance out of the mental battles between good and ‚Äėevil‚Äô of personal consciousness.¬† Both are of great force, both are capable of magnificent perfective direction. ¬†Joy has always been the destiny, a reward of the wise. ¬†Chaos is a fate of the wicked.

It is then, ‚ÄėGod‚Äôs‚Äô¬†choice¬†for the good of humanity to remain forever firm in positive energies of thought of¬†free will. ¬†‘God‚Äô has proven the ‚Äėpowers‚Äô of love; an indestructible bridge to humanity in the giving of lifetimes of choice in¬†persistent strive forward of hearts lying in wait of passionate¬†wanting imagination. Our true ‚Äėself‚Äô awaits worthiness to roam, to change, and to shape an intention of bliss on Earth and in the Heavens. ¬†The ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of the Universe, so named, ‚ÄúSheppard‚ÄĚ, insures that all are born proud sheep‚ÄĒall having choice to partake in promised pastures of abundance. ¬†‚ÄėThe Sheppard‚Äô leads in thoughts those of¬†Earth who¬†chose¬†to be faithful in the wisdoms of perpetual guidance . . . ‚ÄúWithin this great love that I give you, you shall not want‚ÄĚ ¬†of ‘evil’¬†temptations of the temporal, for the greater good is in of itself satisfied through the works of positive thought given to allowances for the joy of knowing. ¬†It is within these words that the fears perpetrated by ‚Äėevil‚Äô minds of men subsides. ¬†Walls fall to reveal a nature that has always been; an inner shield of peace protecting¬†one‚Äôs thoughts from matters of malevolent unreality. ‚ÄėSeen‚Äô clearly are the offered regrets of societal confusion. ¬† Mere distractions created to purposefully incite a blindness assured.

Matters of disillusionment exist only of unfaithful and inaccurate moments held of the mind‚Äôs imprisonment. ¬†Humanity can no longer await the return of a ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of promises to come to save humankind and the realms of synchronicity, because¬†the ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of love has always been resided in the everything of things living, and so it is,¬†has never left. ¬†Love be the¬†chosen¬†force given of permissions to destroy the malevolent lies, ties, and sufferings derived of deviant negative thinking of humankind.¬† Love allows humanity to be¬†free¬†to reap the joys of simple splendor given to the recognizing ‚Äėeye‚Äô that looks toward the forgotten Eden [Earth] what knows that love [‚ÄėGod‚Äô] is alive within all things of matter veiled forgotten amongst the mired distractions of malevolent choices offered of chaos. ¬†Love is what was forced banished from the Garden of Eden of humanity‚Äôs soul. ¬†It is love that is in need of mending of the hearts¬†of the children of Eden. ¬†Humanity¬†is¬†the appointed guardians of love by way of gifts of mindful connectivity, will, choice, and eternal desire for joy. ¬†It is humanity who will¬†either break or make straight Eden‚Äôs Divine posture.¬†¬©

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Intuition [instinct] blooms¬† inwardly to nurture, to awake, so as to manifest Nature’s beauty outwardly.¬† This is law of all life’s growth: A seed must first be planted.

 

Wonder¬†is born¬†openly and freely with¬†secrets¬†carved¬†deeply to¬†hearts of¬†Earth’s worthy inhabitants desirous for¬†wisdoms intended¬†for¬†great joy, wherein nothing¬†of want is necessary¬†in¬†simplistic¬†thoughts of a life intended for love’s sake.

 

 

 

 

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African (Pock) Ironwood

African (Pock) Ironwood

A menagerie of aroma rose from the garden called Eden, where overwhelmed was the young and spirited, beautiful girl, so named, ‘Eve’. Eve could feel the strength of the full-grown great white ironwood citrus tree against her soft flesh. ¬†In her Divine nakedness, Eve closed her eyes to receive and relish in intoxication of invisible¬† sweet balmy breezes of mid-May air move through her long thick shimmering black hair. ¬†The scent of bitter-sweet citrus moved her senses—taking her to realms she had not until this moment experienced. ¬†As ‘Eve’ allowed the massage of air brush her deep-dark skin, she became entranced to unawareness of sounds made of an entity making its way down from out of the canopy of the Ironwood where she stood. ¬†Eve closed her eyes as she stretched upward, taking in a long deep breath of enchanting citrus. ¬†Upon opening her eyes, ‘Eve’ then did see the large looming figure of color; yellows and greens, and blacks and reds: A creature of menacing glean of purposeful intent that did paralyze Eve as she became incensed of fear as she made the grave mistake of gazing into the creature’s eyes; an insured hypnotic spell had been caste.

 

 

The large and formidable figure of the serpent did take great lustful pleasure in its triumph of overcoming Eve‚Äôs innocence as it moved ever slowly toward her. ¬†Even in her trance, Eve did know the serpent’s visit was intentional. She felt the silky-soft yet heavy and cold movements of the serpent’s large head move across her right shoulder as it slithered its way between her breasts—stimulating within her a newfound and yet unknown emotion; a pleasure of the flesh.

 

 

The serpent gently moved its body of cold matter further toward Eve‚Äôs warmed abdomen, meeting the softness of her feminine frame. ¬†In her trance of mortal spell, Eve felt enumerable waves of pleasure in conscious abandonment of self-control as she succumbed to passions of the flesh. ¬†In preying upon Eve’s vulnerable young feminine inclinations, the serpent took great satisfaction in presumption of belief that it had beguiled Eve‚Äôs divine nature‚ÄĒthoughts given to presumed ‘sin’-ful and insatiable mortal feeling intent on defaming an eternal promise of intellect, truth, and evolution: A supposed ‘s i n’ of physical, mental, and spiritual legacy did the figure of a serpent mean¬†to make placement upon Eve‚Äôs Holy virtue—one of malevolent untruth of “mortal sin” of flesh and blood of¬†physical experience. ¬†The serpent did so name such ‘sin’ . . . guilt. The serpent had assumed a corruption now lay waste Love‚Äôs essence. ¬†This, the serpent did to accomplish purposeful self-justification; an envious coward’s move¬†to disgrace humanity’s intellectual mentality; a beauty of intuition come of entropy’s¬†force of true intent. Indeed, unbeknown-st to the wicked ruse of a serpent was woman’s privileged beginnings; a private¬†intention of higher purpose which did dispelled a deceit of unjust affair. ¬†Love, being Eve‚Äôs begotten nature, can be tormented of vulnerability, but¬†a woman’s will of heart will never betray a loyalty of responsibility to Love through a disparity of¬†self-disrespect in purpose.

 

 

The genius of beauty—that which is of the feminine, remains as intended for preservation of Love to reign eternal, mortal, and immortal; a bearing of spiritual essence of expression and Universal form of intent. ¬†The serpent of malicious favor¬†was the one who was tempted, and thus rendered riled and unable to resist Eve‚Äôs ‘powers’ of innocence, beauty, and seduction¬†of a¬†nature imagined and achieved of a ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of perfective Love. ¬†The serpent, by way of ignorant arrogance and self-assured willful self-professed godliness, was the one who was unaware of its own imperfection, and thusly become perpetually angered and tempered toward the ‚ÄėGod‚Äô of Love and all manner of creation made of Love, and so did chose to be unreflective of the things of equality in¬†all things created of devotion to Love. ¬†The serpent did so vow to curse and make all malevolence in attempt to usurp life and light for all moment, and for as long as humanity remained in boundary of given place, because malevolence refused to acknowledge a humility of benevolence; a power greater than itself. ¬†An¬†idea of dis-harmony did reign in the minds of men thereafter: A continuance of a darkness of false unworthiness of heart, mind, and spirit. ¬†Until a moment mankind did gather back all their pieces and arranged them differently¬†aside of¬†what the serpent of chaos had so wickedly proposed. ¬©

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A liar can never have last word over Love’s will, for in the end, the insinuators¬†of doubt cannot change what¬†has already been¬†clarified. ¬†It was ‘She’ who was the first woman, and from ‘She’, all human life did come, as was her ‚ÄėHoly‚Äô wholeness of purpose.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Wise men come

come bring yah new

tah ‚Äėsee‚Äô dat JAH

be love com through

Of dis ting be

will’d tah hidd’n

fah’boor’ish mind

be cool forbidd’n

Wut be dis dats

of the mat’tr?

Fah want of still

and cease’less chatt’r

Wise men be want’en

change da wurl’d . . .

but be not pass

’til hearts unfurl’d

Dah long awaitin’

longin’ be wait

whil’st dos merci’fal

JAH re’late

Dah time be now

be taut tah you’th

Dah time be now

be giv’n a tru’th

JAH yah still

not believ’d be real?

Try yah may

tah snub wha‚Äôcha fee’l

Yah o’pen heart

be still aband’n . . .

eve’n yah giv’n‚Äô

keys fah fin’den?

Now dis ting jus canna

be lie . . .

yet still yah be act’n

and demandin‚Äô a ‘why?‚Äô

Be yah reachin’

dat church of Ear’th . . .

alrea’dy be giv’en

yah width and girth

Dah time of fools

com now be ov’ah . . .

’cause be all yah drink’n

dat cup of sobe’r

Yah doubt dis

be dah Sapiens choice?

Den fear yah

be of si’lent voice ¬†¬©

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“Everyone makes a difference. ¬†Everyone!¬† Are we not born children of men come change the world?”¬†

¬† ‚ÄĒBob Marley

 

 

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You think you know what¬†a truth “prophet” looks like? ūüϧ

 

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Rose

 

 

 

 

 

 

Enchanting roses . . .

what sweet sense of seduction

Time’s fleeting beauties ¬©

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Nature’s desire seduces pollinators to suit her senuality.

 

Thee of many thorns.  Oh how I love you so when you show me your roses.

 

 

 

 

“One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.”¬†~William Shakespeare

 

 

“A word after a word after a word is power!”

–Margaret Atwood

 

 

 

The intellect of Flowers ~~~ never do they give up on necessary repetitive hope. The singing and laughing continues through eternity.

 

 

 

    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Dimensional World

Dimensional World

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nature’s Way is Sane

Beauty and Seduction lone

Stir not perfection ©

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“Forget not the ground tickles under your feet and the wind is long to play in your hair.”
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Man Of No Ego ‚ÄĒ “Web Of Life”:
There’s a message in the music.¬†‚ô©‚ô™‚ôę‚ô¨

 

Man of No Ego, “Blinkers Removed”
Beautiful … just beautiful. ~~~‚Äß:‚ĚČ:‚Äß

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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