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  Feb 2015 NuurSeraph
Seher Seven
working definition, society or civilization
in its entirety.
provide an example otherwise
I am open!

power too strong to control
focus is on mind
and time and divide.
the true brilliance of being,
here, ever,
proves its a hoax.

and all of it.
not most or some
but all of it is
needed
to keep this power
beastly energy God
subdued!

the whole packet of
information
is too cryptic.
when one finally recognizes
and reorganizes
with Mother Nature,
simplicity begins the chain.
when I fully reclaim
this will be my nature
my peace
it always has

originally
we are not here
and so
suffering is habit formed.
agony is ego stroked.
tales are told,
sold, or cold, ******
imprinted on our souls.
written on our memory
planes… pains, panes… regardless we remember.
circumcision of the heart and brain
self proclamation
with names and culture,
and all these different languages!
keep us stupid…
brain led and plainly disconnected.
from ourselves, our Earth family
and God.

I never embraced that word.
these days I understand differently.
I see the intelligence in propaganda
and its own beastly energy
and I step aside, lose interest
and breath
Thinking of you Of the Sea :)
  Feb 2015 NuurSeraph
Amitav Radiance
When you stand tall
Looking beyond the clouds
Vast nothingness
Welcomes you
Lucky you have reached
Through the filters
Your soul set free
As it now soars above
Levitating among space
Filled with celestial truth
A higher resonance
Your frequency matches
With the similar wavelength
Burdened illusions down below
Here, truth has found safe haven
You enter the sanctum sanctorum
Privileged among hallowed souls
Charismatic, euphoric
At the benevolence of this place
Graffiti on the hearts
And hymns emanating from souls
A rhythm with the awareness
You flew beyond
Nothing, to hold you back
NuurSeraph Feb 2015
So very fast
traumatic Impact
total White Out
shook out from me
what's left of me
is now
rearranged.

Once what was
well-oiled cogs
under-hood
still miffed
by the *****
of
Sudden Shift-ing.

I raised up from
my Chest Cavity
in a Mist ~
Wild,
my Primal Scream.

This wasn't
a dream
but rather
some kind of
grainy
film flickering

nightmare
howling beast,
"More
Blood Lust
Please!!
"

Wipe up these wounds
and earthen dirt,
Arise, Re-connected.

Focus on the life inside
your
Innerlight
~to see You through~

Stand up Staight and Proud
Soldier-Boy/
Soldier-Girl

Rise!

Walk
with
Head held High

Rise!

Only the Strong know why~

Resilient
Soul
would not
Shake Away~

with You
It stays

Rise!

Courageous
Strong
and
Brave
Please keep an awareness for those who have experienced Sudden Impact / Traumatic Brain Injuries and PTSD. They are changed by the experience. Share a kind Heart and Smile with them/us even in the midst of the struggle to readjust.
NuurSeraph Feb 2015
the trees gush every time you're around,
the song of your sound is the best thing in town,
the heat from your feet melt the snow on the ground

the wind whistles a warmer rushing movement
expanding out from the flush of your touch
twirling, twisting and reminiscing
this double helix kind of feeling

I'm sewing the growing knowing of rhythm around into a flowing ballroom gown
blushing a crimson kind of steam under the spotlights in my dream ~
when curtain calls as morning falls,
I take my bow and change of scene.
Lucid dreams are wonderful for a lot of reasons...I personally like the out of body sense of control...however strange the sense of direction I seem to take a narrative...I often will play out many potentialities of a situation just to drive my self into a tizzy, it seems...and then I wake up...head-scratching, glad to end the iterations.
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