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Once was heard a tremendous mystical creation¬†of song made firm. ¬†Thrashed was ‘one’ out of a darkness of distance of great pangs of waiting.¬† The ‘one’, being moved of awareness was hastily incensed of a great sorrow abound while burst-ed clear ever so quickly into the abyss of grand and bright light.

 

 

‘One’ was made rested upon sojourn of¬†daydream; to grasp, to contemplate the essential understandings of gross weeping of unknown tears as witnessed gone past ages of assumed continuous drifting. ¬†Stirred was ‘one’ of mind, and placed on pedestal of matter from whence ‚Äėone‚Äô had once wandered astray in countless exasperated suffrage of life and death: A spiraling repetition through the valleys of sorrowful angst.

 

 

‘Seen’ by ‘one’ is deserving need for settlement, dominion, and hunger for dearth of peace to gain a foothold from out of long shadowy vengeance and deceit borne of embattled keeping of charge. ¬†Severe are the scars of knowing formed of¬†hardened disguise of misapprehension. ¬† ‘One’ recognizes¬†desperate need for a¬†shattering of icy masks of nothingness to¬†place where still an old ‘seed’ blossoms amongst showy roses of sweetened pretense and stench of false bearing¬†where¬†thrones of manipulative drama are clothed in judgmental disposition!

 

 

Restless is desire for comfort of saddened laurels to rest upon the elemental core, be it not still but to¬†the contrary, as witnessed is disease of ignorance residing in seemed effigy of imitators of good reeking of false recognition and favor shared amongst deceptive de-sender‚Äôs. ¬†A myriad forgiveness follows in manner of unsaid misunderstood pain as¬†Love reigns barely at the surface lacking a luster of former poetic Nature. ¬†And so left to hypocrisy are ‚Äėones‚Äô called of name by the darkness‚ÄĒones made adept only of display of secreted shamed face!

 

 

Admiration and honor are crowns of forbearance forced hidden within cumbersome folds of physical, mental, and spiritual torment of unreasoned fears as is suffered sub-sequential heinous diseases of depression caused of¬†vulgarities of unending intentionality. ¬†Suffered are the many of anxieties wraught of¬†treasons¬†of neglected equality and understanding. ¬†Torturous and yet curable cancers are suffered by millions in a silent loneliness. ¬†Suggestive and affected mental obsessions latched to numbness of hearts sway in an epidemic of imbalance. ¬†Abominable are the treasonous who force an¬†abandonment of ‚Äėholy‚Äô places of stewardship! ¬†Rendered to oblivion is consciousness imprisioned¬†to conformity of blatant seditious intention of fates build upon hates!

 

 

All who stand knowingly and willful in lawlessness are guilty of non-permissions designed to incense ‘one’ away from progressive perfection.¬† ¬†Guilty, are they of the watcher’s eye as charged of causing a great loss of imagination, creativity, and production gifted in precise arrangement of¬†order. ¬†Guilty, of relentless selfish abandonment of moral arrow. ¬†Guilty, of un-seasoned near annihilations of instinctive education in the laws of Earth‚Äôs reason¬†of¬†balanced perfectible plan. ¬†Guilty, of¬†shameless taking of life’s liberties, place, and passage of individuality. ¬†Guilty, of a blatant thievery of the ‘crown of worth’ born attired upon clean hearts non-indoctrinate of falsely named ‘truths’; an offense of lure of proposal toward¬†self-condemnation and failure wrought by an ugly¬†scaring of blood oaths.

 

 

Sorely abused are dictums of humanity’s laws prevalent to ‚Äėlove thy fellows as thyself’¬†¬†of¬†all things matter‚ÄĒdisciplines of life stand unleveled by hands of malevolence. ¬†It must be the benevolence heart‚ÄĒthe ‘one’¬†who brings forth all things to perfectible plan of fingerprint. ¬†All are born ‚Äėmessenger‚Äô, and brought forth in this grand thought. ¬†All are held on high of expectation to change wrongs to rights.¬†¬©

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Life continues a¬†bearing of scars of cruelty and enslavement in suffrage¬†of ultimate battle against possessors of un-ruled appetites of¬†‚Äėpower‚Äô in name of untrue¬†synchronism, until acknowledged is the ‘self’ of solace; a destiny¬†of unmasked standing‚ÄĒthoughts turned toward frequency of true intention of experience.

 

 

Doubt not the¬†mindful¬†‘voice’ of choice! ¬† It is one with our own‚ÄĒit is real; calling one¬†by name to initiate a change of heart back to¬†remembrance¬†of moments of instinctive innocence of pure untouched¬†wonder of curiosity;¬†a child.¬†¬†Doubt¬†not a¬†‘God’ of duality:¬†A ‘Creator’¬†of¬†everything, everywhere of dark and light.¬†¬†Why would we think ourselves an exception rather than the rule of inclusion? ¬†The dangers of wrongful [indoctrinate] thought is that the past and the future can and will suck the life-energy out of the eternal now, if one wallows to long in the fallacy of despair.

 

 

 

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Solitude: Eye to I

Eternal energy is all matter of living.  There is much forgotten wisdom need pass through many doors to enter through the one door of deserving . . . that which, is soul-peace.

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Sweet silent solitude‚ÄĒair of sublime tranquility—‘Muse‚Äô of Love’s desire seeking attention of heart strings and ear in fervent need to give discerning understanding of moments beeching what comes of stories of long ago of a childhood’s journey across waters of silent reflection of intertwined storms of chaotic rhythm¬†to show the child the things of before of the things of a love so pure once been but¬†never¬†wavered. A moment come to give a child ‘called’ long ago to the ways of lessons once known, given to perpetual remembrance.

Am I of moment? ¬†A child of moment did ask. ¬†A ‚Äėmuse‚Äô within did answer, ‚ÄúYou, are¬†essence¬†of instruction—seer of great battle of wills. Step away from the left and the right of mind’s imprisonment, for there can be no more accepting questions not answered, nor¬†answers not questioned. Glorious Earth’s blood has been drank dry, her own made drunken in the drinking of precious fluids of calm and scale. ¬†Come . . . come now through unreasoned pangs of¬†darkness of realms leading nowhere.¬† Stand hence and forward at the center with unseen Masters . . . the intimates of first beginnings.

Called by names they’ve been who’ve yet to be stilled of untold pains: A¬†cumbersome tolerance¬†given to bringers of Love to the realm¬†of heavy hearts—bringers of knowledge to teach faith of move and might, entrusted to ‘see’ all things of were and still. ¬†An eye of great moment opens doors of redbloodlines forgotten of flow and mark from the dawn of standing guarded: A sacred ‘something’ of must of hidden protectorate. Eye of all moments gives keys to memory’s door to let spill freely unto now‚Äôs paths of place of forgetfulness. ¬†Walk hence in delight of grace and joy and peace within memory‚Äôs Locus of persistence. ¬†Just be but a candle giving light; a warrior through battles of I, for Love’s sake. ¬†Let wisdom be a quiet intention of the fathers’ given to all who wish to ‘see’ all things of a planned progression of dignity’s Divinity: An awe of understanding of all things of connective creative imagination.

A child of wonder wonders still upon full-grown shoulders of a wondering of questions to ask of answers unquestioned. ¬†Moment comes now full circle to life giving kindle-ment; a quelling of incessant darkness of hearts bearing history’s gross thieving. ¬†Eye of moments gives to mind life’s rhythms and reason—riches spilled ten-fold upon the souls of violets and golds. ¬†Look back not on the secreted nothingness keep-sackers—nonsensical false key-masters of ungodly and compromised logic. ¬†Only one door is right for the ones of all one.¬† ¬†All others lead to empty paths without remedy. ¬†I am awe of all moment, saith the ‚Äėmuse‚Äô. Welcome, child of mine through the door of red. Answer you must wisdom‚Äôs knocks upon blood memory.

Life is at play and ¬†is constant through moment’s conflicts of contradiction and constraints of relentless humanity’s insanity. ¬†A Judgment of thorns is now issued upon the rose of pretense, and justice of thorns‚Äô judgment is mine unto the hearts of grim; a refusal to listen and heed the words of the heart of all hearts‚ÄĒplace of offering of eye to ‚ÄėI‚Äô to ‘see’: A reason begotten of move where Queens and Kings sit on the edge of deciphers reign of patience. ¬†I, am the moments for gathering forbearance; a surrounding to further weaken the weaknesses of hegemony’s reign over the thoughts of mortals.

Oh yes child, a will begotten of attention is mine entitled glory and deserving states of awe. ¬†‘God’ . . . is all eye of moment: A humbled assurance near forsaken. ¬†Living matters are of eternal energies. ¬†There is much forgotten wisdom to be remembered and need be passed through many doors to enter the one door of deserving, that which, is the blood-door of place and peace.‚Ä̬†¬©

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‚ÄúA Place Called Gratitude‚ÄĚ . . . https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKQSINC9BK0

My favorite place apart from the world is within: A solitude of poetic silence.

 

 

 

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A Rainbow’s Que

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Awe is given in moment’s anew

All will be taken for calling’s due

 

 

Ride you will a rainbow bright . . .
to ‘see’ and feed upon joy’s delight

 

 

Feel time’s shift around you stir . . .
washed away will be false you were

 

 

Released are the tears that made you weary . . .
to be now courage flowing freely

 

 

Awe¬†is given in moment’s anew

All will be taken for calling’s due

 

 

Found is fate of fourfold wishes . . .
for destiny reigns of all life’s dishes

 

 

Reap the ends of rainbow’s till . . .
a place in moment to affect your will

 

 

Spark the light a heart moves to . . .
for future’s sake, strife will be do

 

 

Awe¬†is given in moment’s anew

All will be taken for calling’s due¬†¬©

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“Rainbows apologize for angry skies.”¬† ~Sylvia Voirol

 

 

 

“This is the sign of the covenant I am making between me and you and every living creature with you; a covenant for all generations to come. I have set my rainbow in the clouds to be¬†the sign of covenant between me and the earth: A covenant for all generations”.¬† ¬†[Genesis 9:12-13]

 

 

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