You need time,
but if I even say "you" it feels like "me".
I've seen the same course before.
We love
Then "you" move away.
Then you progress.
The rest of your future
I don't want to mention
because it will jinx my heart.
However, you kissed and held me
even after I thought we fell apart.
You're smart.
Not just in responsibility like I viewed my ex-wife
or scholastics like another.
You're smart emotionally.
You said, "I don't hold grudges".
You said, "I still care".
You're so smart I can't behold your whole heart.
Ah, now I see
you're like a forbidden love Madeline.
Pleasant in the realm of being you walk
but I can only assemble words of vanity
when you are gone on a walk.
Independence you are.
Lady liberty.
Why do I want someone who's needy?
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 4:51 PM UTC
Ponder awhile during test: what will cause love, unity, true paradise, and glorious success?
Again, where is the spring's success?
When it causeth the spring's waters to manifest.
Yes, the spring's true paradise and glorious success.
How the spring's waters ever come from the spring's true paradise and glorious success.
But who knoweth the spring's success save the spring's waters?
Colors of the spring's true paradise: unity, love.
What true paradise.
Who can speak such love.
Sincerely true bliss.
Love animates, waters emerge.
It's sun give hope waters and success in matters.
Here true love abounds in matters.
Hope upon hope, true bliss.
Here sun gives test.
Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
Only He willeth within me. What's within me? Sunshine, moon, heaven's stars? All here. Heaven's stars sunk within. He willeth to open doors. He waits, gives, creates, gives, kindles, gives, loves.
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 11:23 PM UTC
How beautiful is the fairness in her ***** It makes me. Is the sun shining within me? Is the lover's ***** alert again? Me? Is the party? How goes within here? Is the true morn awake, smiling too? ***** fire too? Within recesses there stands all fire, cold fire, majestic fire, Who?
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC
What is beauty?
What makes one thing more attractive than another?
How does beauty fade in our eyes when nothing outside has changed?
What is ugliness?
What makes one thing more attractive than another?
Why does something ugly become beautiful even though nothing outside has changed?
What is the difference between these two stanzas?
When a pretty girl looks ugly because of her inner awareness…
When an ugly girl displays attractive virtues in her inner awareness…
Why can’t I meet a girl that shows outer and inner beauty?
If a girl was treated like coal all its life
she would only know it was a jewel to those that had the time to see the truth within.
If a girl was treated like a jewel all its life
She would not be treated differently even if she didn’t show praiseworthy qualities,
But may show these qualities due to reciprocity.
Only when that lump of coal is treated enough like a jewel will it wish to shape itself like one.
Only when that jewel appreciates her attention will she shape herself like one.
Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 4:09 AM UTC
If I were to:
…write a prayer that describes the empty place.
If I were to describe:
…the grace.
…the constuction of silence.
...that I can feel full.
…the awareness of breaking down addictions.
...recognizing that the voice telling me
to buy a candy bar or ********** is not who I am.
...that this voice of addiction is only the desire for identification with things, forms.
…that I know that the more I identify with it the more insane I become.
…that recognizing has changed everything.
It makes me stop writing.
Jun 18, 2014
Jun 18, 2014 at 11:34 PM UTC
Sin, something I shouldn’t get worked up about,
But I feel that I betray you when I sin.
You comfort my heart so that I feel okay to transgress.
I pray for forgiveness and
With some abasement felt I am still forgiven.
It’s not like I’m hurting other people.
Just turning to passion and desire.
I see no road into the heaven of purity.
It is fake to me now.
It is fake because the most pure woman I know divorced me.
She turned her back on me
And I’m supposed to want to be pure?
When will I meet a person who will treat me right
Whom I can call pure?
My friends are pure for lending me their ears
And spending time together thinking of each other.
The people that treat me the best aren’t perfect.
They are just learning everyday like me
Or are stuck in sin like me.
I have my demons.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
Wondering around the dance floor…
Moving with melodies…
Stomping to beats…
My body a temporary moving vessel for the soul…
Dark room…
Street lights…
Memories of dancing awaken the mystic and make it a tradition…
Dancing is best described my music…
Dancing is the last thought of the musician…
The first thought of the musician…
Celestial…
It’s not a religion…
It’s a medicine to forget our worries…
To see our universal origins of a beautiful race…
The rotation of the stars…
Circles…
Where abstract reality meets spirit…
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 11:37 PM UTC
The Sage is only one form of life or attitude.
There are many other attitudes that I must portray
To feel a sense of connection.
Lao Tzu wrote:
“(Sages) conduct the teaching of no words.”
Silence is special to me.
When it rests in my heart
It allows me to soar in the realm of transcendence.
Lao Tzu wrote:
“They work with myriad things but do not control.”
It’s like my alter ego of Facebook
Trying to control the thoughts of others
With my own thoughts.
In reality I’m just sharing ideas,
But sharing can take on it’s own demon.
Lao Tzu wrote:
“They succeed but do not dwell on success.”
I’m on a successful curve in life right now.
At times I’m afraid I’ll lose what I have.
Success seems to be the dream of a lot of people,
but what is success?
I’ve heard there’s a place in our brain that
Judges gains and losses.
I think my only alternative to dreaming of success
Is to simply BE.
This is said as if I didn’t need to say it.
All positions of reality are true in their own realm,
But when comparing them
What can beat the Sage?
Lao Tzu wrote:
“Too many words hasten failure.
Cannot compare to keeping to the void.”
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
There are people I miss.
I miss their touch and the physicality of it all.
However, now I have a profound peace
Of the presence of Baha’u’llah.
The Spirit of patience, of wisdom.
It pervades my heart
And I say to myself:
“How long will you sulk over your ex?”
I have less than I did when we were together:
In the physical.
However, I have more spirit in my heart now.
I’m stronger for putting up with your weakness,
Your vanity.
However, I see I have the same vain imaginations in me.
Will I ever fall for a spiritual person
Without needing her to be able to fulfill my chemical desires?
I want to throw away the possibility for another relationship
And cling to the idea of singleness.
But it is the incessant inclination to create offspring and secure love
That drives me crazy still.
Who will I meet?
I don’t want to desire another woman if my search will end without promise.
But I continue in my folly.
Alas, day by day my desire pulses
And it is still greeted with empty dreams.
I’m packed full with opposite dispositions
Subtle ones.
I progress towards the Maker
One dark bedroom at a time.
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC