the strive to recalculate, re-instate, learn to appreciate our untold story is a journey unbound by the mind...
in the wee hours of winter we await the erratic, tempestuous springtime to prove her legacy inaccurate with days drenched in warmth, an instant redemption from february's frozn promise.
the quickening takes hold of those on the path, arresting awareness unabashedly, without reprieve, delivering curated truths to re-align us with ourselves.
the answer to the question is the question itself. or rather lack of need for any questioning...
the masses who lay asleep in their manufactured prisons,
do they not deserve to be awoken lest they miss the opportunity to transcend?
once i believed that my dharma was to be a catalyst for all whom cross my path,
in vain- i struggled for victory in the canvass for their souls, knowing not i had no power beyond the intangible breath of inspired action,
departed now from the tethering of attachment to the strive to evolve all else,
with a wisdom awoken within i have no compulsion to fret with the dis-informed troops of a failing system. still i love them all the same.
within the great sacred geometrical vortex of our bodies,
answers unfold like a golden spiral- awaiting the nod to begin its growth,
for every quarter turn we make,
we re-confirm our interconnection,
with a divine system of perfection,
and in line with natural order there is no strife henceforth to contend.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Although often uneven, belief measured against practicality,
The balance exists in the intersection of courage to believe despite tangible value...
Despite poverty- your intentions remaining sound, your spirit sustaining its high vibration,
Despite limited ability to access resources,
Your emptiness remaining pure,
Your nothingness retaining its allure of non attachment...
Despite lack of intimacy,
Your faith in human connection,
Your arms outstretched to receive your blessings...
Despite perceived defeat,
Your will fortifies a victory regardless,
Your pheonix rising from fiery ashes...
Despite constant meeting of obstacle,
The obstacles morph when met with wisdom,
Your knowing inspires a breakthrough each roadblock...
Despite all of the things that create destruction,
Light is dark, as cold is warm and
To honor balance of this synergy
cradles the chance for genuine rebirth...
Despite the failure of our founding fathers,
We tread lighter and find success without succession...
Despite the broken hearts of all gods creatures,
Despite a massive decline in moral values,
Despite being left behind as the greedy climb up their invisible ladders that lead to nowhere...
Despite unenviable challenge to bridge the divide, to reconnect the disconnection,
To facilitate true and authentic connection,
May be our only hope to warrior forward...
Despite the pain and illness,
From a toxic strategy to fuel the darkness,
The healing comes from choices that nourish,
From decisions that demand your integrity be tested,
Comes therapeutic learning and opportunity to begin again...
Despite despair and degradation,
Despite driving forces that demand your willing demise,
Despite the corporate evils that command you,
That orchestrate owning you and in effect make drones of you...
Despite your ignorance,
And silent complacency or noisy agreement...
Despite your amnesia,
Their are millions awakening,
Each moment cutting openings,
portals to escape from the zombie society...
Despite being mind controlled,
Your consciousness is a weapon to defeat your programming,
Despite false reality,
Our default state is clarity,
And thriving lucidity...
Even 'midst the blinding tragedy and toxic lack of liberty,
And chained up spirituality,
Despite all the crafty pleas to remain under sovereignty by those without humanity,
You cannot change the destiny,
Its coded in the DNA of each and every one of thee,
Genetically disposed telepathy and a foundation based on unity,
The massive solidarity of all species of humanity,
A cosmic map without a key,
No locks or codes required to see and embrace all that's within me,
I simply shift perspective to understand my liberty,
My birthright to my own sovereignty,
At one with those who've become free...
Despite the road ahead of me,
I embody positivity,
An arsenal filled with possibility...
Love leans in with forgiving Grace to replace the millennia of suffering with an opportunity for elevation, for re-creation of our species&...
The vision shared by those who stand beside one another, when is it the same? What fosters alignment? Is there opportunity to be separate ...
Hypergraphia, the cure for writer's block + the balance between compulsion and intention, primal urge + cerebral impulse: an active-experiment in understanding.this goes out to the scribes and the smiths, and those with epilisotory hearts and minds full of verse, with stomachs full of synonyms and m...