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NuurSeraph Jun 2014
Really Silly, this moderation monitoring every word I say
What is the Silly Reason?
Really Silly, to be held back and down out of fear the Wild might spread to quickly, out of Control, your Control
What inalienable right have you over the distribution of my Words, they are Not your Words to Censor, Remember?
Really Silly...truly Twisted
This Is....
Typical Governing of Elitism over the rest, typical tactic of the Threatened
NuurSeraph Nov 2014
The director yells ~ 《!!CUT!!》

The California Redwoods definitely yell *《¡¡DON'T¡¡》
Sweet Redwoods (be kind)
NuurSeraph Jun 2014
My Irony is Rusted Dusted, powdered Poison, Brittle Carcass, Cracking Structure, Morbid Reminder, Decay, diseased, Dismantled, Weather Worn, Imperfect.

My Body is Toxic, Sieve of seeping Radicals, free Militia, Marching Madness, Freely Feeding, expelled in Sewage, draining, Septic Seraphim, Godly Sequester, What have We Done?

I'm not Done yet Son, Daughter come, Drink from my River, You are Young, just begun your trek to Eternity, knocking on Doors, Breaking them in, finding your Heart, hidden within, Walls left to scale, True Heart prevails, Do not Fear, your Instinct is Clear, Concise, Ruthless, You Fight for it all to come Down...
Everything Must Come Down
Decimate Foundations that are Outdated, Misused, Faded
Bring to Rubble the Cracked and Broken
Let it Die, rejoin the Earth, recycled and Dead

Come together, Bring yourselves, your Truth, your Tools, your Dignity

Let us All Rebuild the World We Want To Live In.
No More the Voice of Treason
No More Must We Comply
It's Time for Renovation
Renewal is in the Tough of our Skin
The Rough of our Hands
The Strength of our Heart and Will
Let it Begin
NuurSeraph Nov 2014
Sharper blades that clear the Way
Tokens earned the more we play
Wild and freely smiling face
To coax us from our hiding place

The bigger, better and beyond
Floating lotus petals in a pond
I close my eyes and count to ten
Make a wish, to you I send

Will you be my make believe
Your loving touch, my warm reprieve
Like jewelry mounted precious gems
My solace when I make amends

I pray for Love to lift my days
Precision marked on warm soft rays
I truly hope tis just a phase
Will re-emerge from out the maze
more equipped to travel on
to journey's end, a brand new dawn
Feeling soft and lovey :)
NuurSeraph Apr 2014
Rotation is Optional

What makes up the Dance of the Spin, whence to forth have came of This from??

What happened to have Spun such a Spiral to arise,
Entwined
~ of such likes as this kind, from the Void of Shadows unspeakable Bliss, what only Knows of this depth's Abyss.

I decline, this current paradigm, make to rumble, thus impending rise would grow beneath to tremble
the ground, of outgrown belief.  

I weep in prayer...on bended knee...before the alter of the quaking Core.  
If not the many visions before, mine have eyes once forseen, then from the Sacred Secret,  it's Truths have been.

When the Wings of the Mother are rightfully addressed, our tears will flow, bring heave to our chest .  
It is then will we contend, of what such Powers we provoke & offend.

Then do we enter without Vision in Center, the Dance of the Spin
For surely we fall Dizzy, Heavy our State....Flux will Flash if not with the Flow, that throes asunder now thrash and grow, stronger than this only One we all know, With Hope we pray for what we sow...but She is all that's left to Go...

Of what I speak I dare not Know
My first ever poem on HP
From the NS collection
NuurSeraph Jan 2015
Rotation is Optional*

What makes up the Dance of the Spin?
Whence to forth have came of This from?

What happened to have Spun
such a Spiral to arise
~ Entwined ~
of such likes as this kind?

From the Void of Shadows,
~ unspeakable Bliss ~
what only Knows of this depth's Abyss?

I decline,
this current paradigm
make to rumble
thus impending Rise
would grow beneath
to tremble the ground
of outgrown belief.  

I weep in prayer
on bended knee
before the alter of
the quaking Core.
 
If not the many visions before,
mine have eyes once forseen.
Then from the Sacred Secret
it's Truths have been.

When the Wings of the Mother
are rightfully addressed,
our tears will flow
bring heave to our chest.
It is then, will we contend
of what such Powers
we provoke & offend.

Then do we enter
without Vision in Center,
the Dance of the Spin?
For surely we fall Dizzy
Heavy our State...

Flux will Flash
if not with the Flow
that throes asunder
now thrash and grow,
stronger than this
only One we all know.
With Hope we pray
for what we sow
but She is all that's left to Go...

Of what I speak I dare not Know
Repost of my very first poem on HP
This poem references Egyptian Mythology and Spiral of Life.
NuurSeraph Jun 2016
Oh great Mystery ~
My Love, a tangled moss.

What gentleness preserves in playfulness,
like silly string~strung thin
along the limitless landscape
that forms the truth of your existence.

For in your mind is the treasure seen,
in your vision is bliss obtained.
Through the nature of your deeds,
decides the nature of your salvation.

Till thoroughly the soil of your soul,
for the seeds of your thought bear the sustenance for life.

If the flower be fragrant,
the honey is sweet and the trees be fruitful.
It's branches will extend
into the realm of peaceful spirit,
vast and luminous beyond compare.

Such clarity of light will draw down
the plow of eternal renewal and the
soil will be as rich as the seat of your soul.

Go forth ~
Labor in silence and rejoice
in righteous song and dance.
The fields are rich in vajra potency!!!
NuurSeraph Mar 2015
Forget safety.
Live where you fear to live.
Destroy your reputation.
Be notorious.*

Rumi
This particular verse from Rumi brings a wide grin to my chin and a comforting solice... I instantly feel better about my wild (unconventional) ways :-)
special thanks to John K.
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
I stopped rescuing the past the day I stood up and fought back.
I faced raging men with fists in my face, red swollen eyeballs up against mine, spraying vile spittle from foaming mouths, hands began tearing~thrown against walls, flipped on the floor or down upon my desk, glass vase smashing~barely missed my head.
But, suddenly there comes a moment of sheer Survival, followed by a Rage of Seven Hells, an imbalance of Justice stormed through my Cells, razed up my Body~I changed to a Beast, the violence be got me, a War was unleashed.

My fists flew like lightening, I stabbed with bamboo sticks sharpened like spears, shot with a rifle,  but no..not at deer.
Swung my pistol against the side of his head, bust it wide open, spilling blood shed.
No I didn't **** him~ but broke him instead.

None of these things ever happened just once, many a details I'll leave out~it's done. But what I have shared paints a clue to the Source~fed fuel through a history~display of my Force.

I've escaped with my Life, my Dignity intact, a Self Respect that's stronger than smack.
A Warrior Soul with Courage galor, but no..I don't have to fight anymore.

Instead what's in place is a Calm so Serene that's harbored within once I destroyed the machine.
I stand up for Honor, Justice, Respect.
I abhor selfish liars and ghoulish thugs that prey on Innocence~I've had enough.

I Stand for a Cause to be True to the Heart~
Be good to your neighbor, go back to the Start.
Fix what is broken, the Lost must be Found~
the Cracked Foundations torn to the ground.

Build it back better~the Way it should have been from the beginning.

Use the Strength from a messed up past and Live out loud, Smile and be Proud~
If you made it through~I honor You.
Story of a Transformation. ..
NuurSeraph Aug 2014
Same Thing
☆¤☆¤☆¤☆¤☆¤
Spacing Out
☆¤☆¤☆¤☆¤☆¤
*Thinking thoughts you're Not Aware of
Inspired by a conversation I had with my Mother this morning. I was trying to explain how I can't recall some details of a particular movie due to "spacing out", she retorts "well...no honey you were just thinking thoughts you aren't aware of..."
And I was kinda like stunned in a moment of scratching my head, going huhh...
♡♡♡ I do Love my Mom!
What a Trip ♡♡♡
NuurSeraph Feb 2015
The human mind is running
the latest software upload
of this paradigm shifting program~
that calculates genetic algorithms
into vast patterns of random regularity
birthing the seeds of intelligent transformation
by out-solving itself
upon a flowering field~
of continuously evolving functions
displaying fractal solutions of subtle nuance~
braced in between a boundary of infinitely opposed edges.

...the Universal Mind does this in every dimension for an eternity.

I simply cannot complain about the aches in my brain
out of a shear respect for the absolute profundity of the situation.
I've started reading quite a stimulating book called, "The Singularity is Near", by Ray Kurzweil.  
I haven't made it to pg. 100 yet but was inspired to attempt to summarize the main idea in the verses above...Enjoy:-)
NuurSeraph May 2014
Silver Bullet Synchronicities, Literally, Layer into my Space a Perfect Union of Oblivion
The Ying, to The Yang, Baby....

Micro to Macro, Anomalous Events Don't quite Strike Me as anything Other than Normality in and of Different Scale

A For Instance

To my Eyes, the Sequoya Tree Appears to Tower, the Highest of the High
While our beloved Earth Teachers....The Ant....Grounded above and below the Mother Clay,
Will Look at Me as a Colossal Mammalian largely Trembling the World with Weight Infinite

To the Point

Perspective is simply a specific view, an angled ray of Light, Thus Strikes the Object in it's Own Precise Uniqueness

Note of Importance

If only One ray strikes angled Light, One angle of Light just won't Suffice....Every Perspective must be Offering of It's Own Accord, thus Strikes the Creation True....

Wholeness is Truth
Truth is Coherence
Coherence is Smooth and Steady
Do I know if I'll be Ready?....Not Really

This I Do Know

All Matter is full of Wholes of Space, NOT EMPTY, but Full of Life, Feeding the Flow into Motion, Flowing the Motion of Inert Mass, Spinning the Soul to Life, Spinning into Infinite Bliss

LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL MOVEMENT

Some will make Life into Art with Dance
To Live Life at the Threshold, DANCE Your DREAMS into LIFE
Everyday and Every Night....DANCE
                                                  ­DANCE
                                                  DANCE

  ­              Bless You.....Bless Me...Bless Us All
Simple Poetry.....just my personal thoughts, lovem or heavem...
No Offense or Attack or Persuasive Intent Involved...Please Enjoy!
NuurSeraph May 2014
Break the body and give forth freely
What comes back
~ Comes back to heal Thee
A Cycle of a Life of Service
NuurSeraph May 2014
Wildfire Wonderment Spreads
Just like Great Ideas
One Spreads New Seed of Life by Firey Demolition
The Other Seeds Thought by Firey Revelation
Food for Thought is the Same Either Way
NuurSeraph Nov 2014
I'm seeing stars
seeing stars
paisley patterned
sparkling stars
quasi quilted
layered quarks
seeing stars
I'm seeing stars
sparkly
sugar-coated stars
sprinkled Spangled
pavement frost
seeing stars
I'm seeing stars
walking to the
doggie park
stepping along
the shiny
shimmering
glittery stars
I'm seeing'em
seeing stars
shining
shimmering
glittery stars
this morning before sunrise walking my dog to the park the thin layer of frost shimmered under the streetlights like glitter mimicking the stars above
NuurSeraph Oct 10
Eyes feast upon a sumptuous,
swirling confection of starry molasses,
poured thick into the Milky Way.

Walking feet leave behind a trail
of impermanence along the shoreline,
with every fading footprint ~
an act of letting go.

Giddy sounds of joy escape parted lips, spreading wide crescent moons
across faces ~ lighting up the world.

Tingling taste buds,
in a trance, under the spell
of a sultry Georgia peach,
both a blessing and a curse
to crave the flesh beneath her skin.

A rich river of aroma carries currents
past the gates of a temple to intoxicate
the senses of the monks on retreat.

When the portals of perception
seek connection, they’ll insist
that you let them,
lest you lose your sense of self
to the bliss of timeless space.
An unfolding paradox of pleasure and pain takes center stage in the dramatic storyline of our lives as we continually seek sensual connection with the world around us. A poem in honor of the Dyad’s polar Principle of Connection/Separation.
~ more Meditation please ~
NuurSeraph Aug 2014
She is a Changeling
Born is She to Shift
Torn away from lasting molds
She lives a life~
Unspoken, Untold.

I could not bear to waste away Her Magnificence if as like trash~
She is a Whirling Dervish, a Spirit Blessed of the highest Caste.

A Hurricane in the Breeze,
a Resurrection, my Reverie.
Bless her Soul, She has Suffered Well, her Legacy, only Time will Tell.

Her Secrets though I dare not proclaim, won't be for naught, Shall She Rise to Reign, it is only through Her that our Truths are revealed, I bow in Awe, in Prayer I Kneel, my Faith She will Test, my Heart She shall Heal.

                Born is She~the One.

Daughter of Fire, no longer shall be concealed.

                     It is She~the One.

          ~*the Seventh of the Seven Seals.
~ Inspired by Ancient Sacred Texts
NuurSeraph Dec 2014
Ahhh…you, yes You
…You know,
it’s in the motion
Funneling
Swiftly
Unrelenting
in the follow-through
Persisting
Politely
Unyielding
until too
deeply
with gravity
hooks that hold me
together much better
leave me
such a tease
to have been baited from
those who rest among
the Placid Pond.

Ahhhh…you, yes You
…You must,
Trust me to breed seeds
wild and much bigger
Sprouting out
from the past
walk-about shoe's
aftermath
of my grooves
& the steps that I take

Five hundred and twenty eight
hertz a lot sweeter
the more trips that you make
On Love’s circular soundtracks
Another round of aftershocks
& Gods' greatest flashbacks.

Ahhh…you know, yes You…
…You now,
Avert eyes straight
A head of You
Shift faces
into
five-
dimensional
View.

Super-vision is suggested
but not yet required
of the diametrically
opposed Divina
to whom you've inspired.
all of Life will rise to surface and come full circle.

A fun free form...it cultured itself without much purposeful direction, however I am rereading and I think I am taking a little lighthearted jab at myself for being such a silly ******...I must laugh or I would cry.
Laughing works for me....
NuurSeraph Nov 2014
It feels kinda funny sometimes when the heart's in rare form.

I'm on stage performing a magic show when suddenly, I close my eyes and disappear~

{¡} !my Grand Escape! {¡}

I learned that one *before

the hat trick, so plain and basic
but I digress~

once upon a time, there was a princess born of more than just mere men. She often slipped sight unseen deep into the forest where she would play pretend. The tall towering trees would talk and tell her tales of mystery, speaking of Secrets older than time when Earth was churning in her prime. The stars would blink ON just for her, popping out of the dark night sky. Opening up the universe, she'd close her eyes and fly
but I digress~

I open up my eyes to see
the audience still sitting there.
I've got this silly hat,
but no bunny rabbit anywhere!

I really wish they wouldn't stare
I'm not so great at magic tricks,
only the magic in my mind~

I'd really like to disappear
and be that princess right now  :-)
Just a fantasy take on stage fright or any frightening situation~ It would be more than great if when the panic sets in, we could just close our eyes and trade existences and be somewhere magical instead.
NuurSeraph Dec 2014
Clouds roll by overhead
Like giant rays coast a dried up ocean bed
Dancing winds blow a parody
Of swirling currents in a long forgotten sea

Shimmer glimmer shimmer on me
Oh the sparkling souls of dreaming children call
Shimmer glimmer shimmer on me
Oh in streets that shine like silver waterfalls

In your eyes in the skies
In the blood burning Indian sunrise
Shimmer on me

We were here long ago
And now we roam like ghostly buffalo
First two lies then two tears
Subtle curves, now glistening souvenirs

Shimmer glimmer shimmer on me
Oh the sparkling souls of dreaming children call
Shimmer glimmer shimmer on me
Oh in streets that shine like silver waterfalls

In your eyes in the skies
In the blood burning Indian sunrise
In sleep we grow

In your eyes in the skies
In the blood burning Indian sunrise
Awake and glow

Shivering in silver waterfalls
Anoint me in silver waterfalls

Siouxsie And The Banshees - Silver Waterfalls Lyrics
hear this !!!!  
http://youtu.be/u5UO0dpVD0s
NuurSeraph May 2014
Smoke from the Fire © 2003

You tore through the crowd like Light
Then burned like a Fire
I wondered if you just might
Melt my Desire
Oh, but why does it seem that you’re always too far
I never can Reach you
Oh, but why would I feel that I'd need to be near
To Cage and Control you?

Come Back Now…React Now Please forgive Me but you tear Me apart
I Need It…You Feed It
You’re the magical beat of my Heart

So We dance by the Fire
Feeling Cleverly Crazed
We are here, in a flash before my eyes
In a Dream as we drift along the Fabric of Space
On waves that fall and rise ….Like Smoke from the Fire

You’re a Portrait that lacks all Design
A Work of Confusion
You’re Awaiting in Hopes that we’ll find
Your Secrets Within

Oh, but why does it seem that the Search never ends
It’s always Evolving
In a Game we could win if we ride on the Breeze
That knows where It’s blowing

Come Back Now…React Now
I want the Love that you had shared from the start
I’m Deep In…I Sneak In
And push the Tension ‘till it pulls at your Heart

So I’ll take what you give
Just to want it again
The Truth, the Love and the Light
That I’d like to believe that I have growing within For some Peace in my Life

I am the Fire you Dance around when you’re
Dazed
I bear the mark of Air and Space that you Breathe
Lyrics from one of my favorite composition s I've ever written
NuurSeraph Feb 2015
Soft, the touch of arching lips dancing

Plush, the blossom petals bloom

Often for you darling...


Bright, the shine of new skin reflecting

Wholesome youth tender to view

Playfulness assuming...
...before it blows away
NuurSeraph Apr 2014
...She had been punctured from the inside~and Her shattered Core harnessed the wailing waves of this Primordial Mourning.
... Into violent vibration arose the Creation of this Principle...
~ We are all but the Sacred Wounds of Her Original Innocence.

   ~•~
It's not the Sound...It never was the Sound~
It's what I heard before I fell back into this All again~so Now all the Things I've Lost~ I find It All in Time...
I can't pretend It anymore.

It's not always in this Place to Go and Live and Lose and Love and Be All that ever was...
See~

No one tells You anymore what to expect so You just have to guess...and You guess...and You get what You get.

But You won't know what You knew before...Oh No.    

\•/

That's restored to Everything that could ever have been explored..

...And You fell to It All again because You knew It was something that you would have to find..

Lost in the Rhythm again Love...
No one but Eye could be able... too wrapped Inside.

And Gone...Emeraldly
And Gone In...A Head

And I fell again to Heavens Dance~to Heaven's Bed.

I guess I took out of my Heart...
I guess It made Itself known why I Love You so~

Nothing here pretends to know~it just goes on and lives and grows and knows that it falls back to its Heaven

~•~

and Heaven begins again.
Never, Never did It end too long to go back again...No!
~too long to know that Nothing lasts Forever.

~Just your Soul...just your Holy Sigh, You leave the rest behind because You can't refine and You can't resign in this
until you've lost your Heart~
~•~
The broken pieces You can find went Home~

...Are never Gone...it's just to find them again...That's All.      
            
~\•/~

https://soundcloud.com/norstar/sounds-ive-felt
A special stash passed from the recent past
NuurSeraph Jan 2015
And in the beginning, there is a cry unto the void as black as night ~ before the word is spoken...this is her story of Creation.

She had been punctured from the inside~
and Her shattered Core harnessed the wailing waves of this Primordial Mourning.
Into violent vibration arose the Creation of this Principle...

We are all but the Sacred Wounds of Her Original Innocence

   ~•~
It's not the Sound...It never was the Sound~
It's what I heard before I fell back into this All again ~ so Now all the Things I've Lost~ I find It All in Time...
I can't pretend It anymore.

It's not always in this Place to Go and Live and Lose and Love and Be All that ever was...
~See ~

No one tells You anymore what to expect so You just have to guess and You guess...and You get what You get.

But You won't know what You knew before...Oh No.    

\•/

That's restored to Everything that could ever have been explored..

And You fell to It All again because You knew It was something that you would have to find..

Lost in the Rhythm again...Love...
No one but Eye could be able...too wrapped Inside.

And Gone...Emeraldly
And Gone In...A Head

And I fell again to Heavens Dance ~
to Heaven's Bed.

I guess I took out of my Heart...
I guess It made Itself known why I Love You so~

Nothing here pretends to know ~
it just goes on and lives and grows and knows that it falls back to its Heaven...

~•~

...and Heaven begins again.

Never, Never did It end too long to go back again...No!
~too long to know that Nothing lasts Forever.

Just your Soul...just your Holy Sigh, You leave the rest behind because You can't refine and You can't resign in this
until you've lost your Heart~

~•~

The broken pieces You can find went Home~
...Are never Gone...it's just to find them again...That's All.      
            
*~\•/~


https://soundcloud.com/norstar/sounds-ive-felt
A repost from the beginning...
NuurSeraph Aug 2014
What a pretty little leaf, so profound
that little leaf
All is All
Reflecting All
Macro or Micro
Some Prefer to contemplate one or the other sometimes. Nothing at ALL wrong with that.
NuurSeraph Jun 2014
Spilled the Beans, not the Milk this Time
Although I could have Cried over Either
I did a Tad in the Beginning,
Fell Faint Three Times,
Still Went on My Bike Ride,
Found some Moments in between the 1st and 2nd round of
Body Dis~temperament.
Well, of course I Deemed it
Quite necessary,
I certainly couldn't stay Weary,
I don't like
non~autonomic Breathing
-((Really))-
Spilled 'em Efficiently,
I Did.
Kept the Time flow consistently, Although I inserted a good spread
of sample spattered examples, splashed like perfectly placed motes in a Pond.
I'd say my Delivery was something akin to
Plenty Heavy yet entertaining.
Varied Emotion in Motion.
Alright, Alright...
The Can of Beans was really my Therapy Session!!
Resilient Success!!
I might Mention...
Analogy is an Amazing Thing
NuurSeraph Jun 2014
Ecstasy lures Me, oh so Willingly I will phase by, in and out of Common Mind, blurring by on Uncommon Ground.

You might see me drifting in a daze but I am not in your World, my unfocused pleasure is my Ecstatic Treasure. My unfocused Vision allows me to see Uncommon Things. I can see the Wisping Ether rushing by, I can see the quarks pop in and out of this space and time. I will dance to movements of Sound orchestrated within me, automatically.

I will speak from the higher mind, smiling, unknowing of the profound parable uttered from my kissed lips. I will spin visionary, I will body electrify, currents of energy flow in and out of my body and the air amperage jumps with Joy.

I will rise up in Trance and share my spinning Energy with All like ripples in a Pond. I will stay awhile just as long as I have been allotted by the Hand of God.
Deity Expressed. Inspired by the Melami Sufi Tradition.
NuurSeraph Aug 2014
Caught in Webs
Wrapped in Silk
Save for supper
Mouth of Milk
babes to suckle
lest they wilt

Now know this is not so for some vacate the nest, no incubation needed, some born are ne'er to rest

Come now ~We move in Tandem
Take only what You need
Wha'st not the midnight Siren
Calling Us to heed
Catch not the hold of Silence
We march ahead indeed
The waves of Life may take us
Our song shall set us free

The spinning Spider gathers up cocoons of Young who choose to slumber amidst the rolling thunder ~ takes them under ~ this Time deemed best not be asleep

Come then, Run!
Run afront!
Come on high!
Be Awake
Let us Rise!
No more Weary!
No more lust for Greed nor Cowards
Let them lay for Spiders spin
Let the Web cast take them in!

and how the story ends depends if ever it does begin
~《 so does it 》~
**???
Web of words~I wonder
NuurSeraph Aug 2014
So.......¤¤¤¤~~~~
¤¤¤☆☆☆☆♡♡♡♡♡☆☆☆☆☆¤¤¤~~~~
...
when You're
        *
Standing
¤¤¤☆☆☆¤¤¤¤☆☆☆☆~~~¤¤¤~~~♡
     on this
                  
Bridge
of Life...☆☆☆~~~~
                                  
Look
¤¤~­~♡♡☆☆¤~~
                    at the Water~~~~
¤¤¤~~~It will....::::~~~¤¤¤☆☆☆☆¤¤~~
                     *Show

                                *You
~~¤¤☆☆♡¤~~
        ­               that All is~~~¤¤¤~~~~~
~~¤¤¤¤♡¤¤¤¤~~  but adrift along...
           ¤¤☆☆¤¤~~~~this
              Spinning
~~~---~~~¤¤¤☆☆☆☆♡♡♡♡☆­☆☆☆~~~~
       *Spiral
Opening verse of a song I once truly enjoyed performing. It was about the course of the next revolutionary rebel...where ever
he/she may be...Also, such inspiring poems this early morn have brought me to such a merry madness~~~~♡♡♡~~~he he☆
NuurSeraph May 2014
Body is not optional so We trace our faces in the strangest of places 
Here we stand amongst the strange and yet call ourselves one in the same, but could this be simply the truth?
~why couldn't this make perfect sense?
In an Oblong World, How to decide what shows the proof?
If you're the one who speaks a different tongue, perhaps a tongue in cheek
Well maybe we All mean well but aren't quite skilled or smooth...
~ Is it Crazy actually to do this amongst the strangest cellular plugged in populous ~ if We cannot contemplate, cannot swallow something unknowable, seemingly impossible??

So why be One, if one is unfathomable?

We can be many fractions of the very same number.
Fractal Upon fractal we build upon each other, a patterned sequence, a human development.
Awakening to disguise, no more lies, no more masks, facades, or pretence.  
No difference, the Same 
Our conscience emergence ~ the fabric is space, the time an illusion...... the place, an assemblence.... Cooperating a Complex Creation...each a puzzle piece of our Own Imagination 
COLLECTIVELY

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NuurSeraph May 2014
Dandelion Flights, so Dandy
He's a Swell kinda fella
If you catch him at a proper Hour
He gets the Rosy Red, ya See
Reviews Legends, some about
Storming the Beaches of Normandy
Gritting Power of this Jaws,
Leans in close for Dramatists Pause
An Aged Mouth, the Black of Life
Spits over into his World of Words
Spirits gathering, the Deadening in Delivering
The Tales of the Long Lost Listeners
I Revel in the Imagery, Mindsight Sees
Battlegrounds Soundtrack
The lapping Tide, the remote Tanks and Warplane Engines, the dusty soldiers yelling out commands,
Words too faint to Understand
but the Sound of Fear, Gutwrenching, Rage, Pits of Painstaking, Heroic Strain

I'd so easily slip back in Time
To relive his Stories of Lucid Dreams

WAKE-UP ISN'T CONTRAST

I Only Will my Eyes open
After a Silence has Befallen
My Lids Jolt Open,
As I survey the Scene, Listening, Feeling for any Sign and Everything The Moment collapsed
In to the Present Presence.

Reaching over the Table
I felt for breath and the Old Man's Essence, I sighed and shook my head Knowingly  
This Man who fought all Those Battles and Lived to Tell,  Would not leave in It's Retelling,
not from this World nor the Next
No way, Not this One....He was just One of the many Spirits that passed through from Time to Time, and needed
an Ear to hear His Story...
I certainly didn't Mind...
Ethereal Sport is my Truest kinda Scene.
every spirit needs an ear to hear their story this is about listening to those who's Souls Pass through from time to time with a great need to share what's left them there
NuurSeraph Oct 2014
Marysville ~ God bless
NuurSeraph Apr 2014
When you're ******, baby
And I am drunk
And we make love
It seems a little desolate
It's hard sometimes not to look away

And think what's the point
When I'm havin' to hold this fire down
I think, I'll explode
If I can't feel this free now

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin out
In your cold

When I feel loved, baby
I join the road
And the world moves with me
And I feel love start just slip away
Silently, quietly take my things and go

And think what's the point
Think where's the hope when comin' home

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin' out
In your cold

And if you find one day
Find some freedom and relief
And with this freedom maybe
Maybe you will find some peace
And with this peace, baby
I hope it brings you back to me
Bring you home, take me home

If you won't let me fall for you
Then you won't see the best that
I would love to do for you
Instead you will be missing me when I go
'Cause I'm bored of hangin' out
In your cold

Oh, take me home
Oh, take me home
When you're ******, baby
Take me home
Oh
Sometimes when you feel someone is gone .... maybe that the door was closed?  
~ I know but it was locked?
hello....
NuurSeraph Oct 2014
Swimming thru
the panoramic sea, is me~
torrents attention maybe
too lazy, skies suprise~
would it be just a dream
or a smile
'en visage' of the moon
if my latitudes
were few
but incorrigible?

I break in align and drift for days
toasted flake for fish food, I make~
unto land, my eyes it seems
as tho' no shade
could dialate my mind, for dreams~
I must gather what waterlogged
faith I can find.

Should it take onwards of years
to guess my position
yet cannot despise for
my own limitations~
the pull of the Earth
will most definitely make
for the best
most accurate
decisions.

*Until that Day,
I remain
Cast Away
This is a poem dedicated to my memory of that Tom Hanks movie where he's stranded on an Island for years yet still has faith and vision to set sail to be discovered...
Could someone remind me of that movie title, please?
Thanks and Enjoy
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 Jun 2014
Summary of Today*

PREFACE
An artist of most kinds can concur
the imperial dynasty of ruling
with Absolute Control of the medium from a higher mind
Tapped in vessel flows the beauty of free form
I like this vantage point over my domain
Here I prefer to remain, power of my dominion
dominates through me to give ordered direction to my artistry

SYNOPSIS
I wonder what undercurrent pulled me to write with such Tonality
It appeared to be centered in the Theme of Revolutionary Rebellion
some kind of Helter Skelter Warning with Sincere Stance boldly stating
my Position in the light of things to come, coming, arrived and waiting

ADDITIONAL NOTES*
I have recently reclaimed my power of authority over my body
Body and Mind being facets of the same Gemstone that is me.
I had been in a being state, a child feeling, for a period, not quite able for autonomous activity
I studied closely, learning about this being, but recently have claimed Adult Control
I believe today was a loud coming out party for my Adult, in Control, Ready
Values in Check, Convictions in Check, Energy in Check, Child snugged in tight,
Protected she will come along and see what her future self is all about
...And it will be Good.
6/5/2014
NuurSeraph Aug 2014
Hello Sweet Angel
What have You Done??
Watery~eyes, wading in the Water
Wings are wet, weighing down, sinking in the Water
Hello Sweet Angel
Where will You Go?
Super~moon, sharpening tides pulling You in
Shake your Wings, shake them off, float upon the Waters
Goodbye My Angel
What must I Do?
Wishing You Well, hoping, I pray You'll soar the Skies again soon.
A gesture for Sweeter Days
:-)
NuurSeraph Apr 2014
My circle, my Heroes, I ask for your blessing, I'm wearing my feathers, of an ancient Tradition.
I ask for Pardon , I saw the Hollow empty, I was rising into Tides with their spears, they'd thrown Plenty.
When I circled, my glance, I saw they had been waiting.  
I swirled to take in a little more, I burned freely in my rage-fed fantasy, just a couple verse...just what is needed I will Pour.
Sacred Churns, opened- Case, where there they've been , hidden Safe. Eternal Orbs of Light-use-Temple.
As when like Ancient Nights, in Tribal Ritual.
Shining as just is Clear as the Sky, Wings spread so as to Fly,
May coast above Surveyors, Safely
So Shall pass in Rays of Truth,
Cast Eye...
I felt an explanation was needed for that day past...It's a little late, but better than Never
NuurSeraph Apr 2015
Sit Still

Tap...
Tap...
Rhythm

thought comes ¡ thought goes
Enter》
《Exit
~ Thar She Blows ~

Oh!
Sister Beating Heart
to Brother Brain
which to follow to keep me Sane??

Chutes and Ladders to CandyLand
Stick my neck into the sand!
Hungry Hippos
Oh so hungry
Sorry! for th' Monopoly
Guess Who? Philosophy
The Game of Life like Battleships
Palms will twist into tight fists
Twister contortion
Muscle Rips
and all we say is,
"God, we pray"

So I just...

Sit Still

Tap...
Tap...
Rhythm

thought comes ¡ thought goes
Enter》
《Exit
~ Thar She Blows ~
Warming back up Again!
Hello Poetry!!!
Hello Lovelys!!!!
NuurSeraph May 2014
Technology shares characteristics of its Creator
It makes logical sense, l mean it is Not immune to the Duality
We are born into the Hansel and Gretel Grimm Fairytale.  The House and it's owner just another Silence of the Lambs....Society works this way under the covers, It works this way, DNA like Code in Computers
The Grande Finale will be quite a show, if Ill Intentioned Individuals decide to use this tool ( good or bad) to sadly be the very Death of Us.

Our Evolution or Ultimate Extinction lies in our hands.
This is nothing other than the situation solely concerning the human condition, if you care to hear my suggestion we all need to pay careful attention especially to our of thoughts & intentions
It's reality and we need to look at what is in front of us so as not to trip over the same rocks every single time. We will look where were going
Not a huge demand to just watch look see
NuurSeraph Apr 2014
Given up, deluxe in Essex
Cornwall, seaside Fortress
Stonehenge, felt the Vortex
One Vision, one idle Apex

Kiss the Haven Sanctum ******
Diligently Lingers the Finger Remix
Vibrate the ring tho Rung Her Nexus
Into New Blue , You beg the Context
Of seeming NonSense, hum my Edifice

I'll give You This, oh humble Tread
I've past the Veil, many lives I've Led
Memory to Full to sustain, Unfurled
This Nomenclature not of this World

Do you want Me? Come then, Explore
Rich, sweet, then Sour, Drink More
Intoxicate, bubbled deep risen the Core
She is Ancient, She is bled, of Iron Ore

Cleanse your Palette, taste must never
Mix, or coagulate, congeal, or Root
Fluidic Fauna, Flower Sauna, Resolute
Cleanse, release into Her, Ashen Soot
Absolute Sanctuary, must enter, Barefoot
Explanation will come Later
NuurSeraph Jun 2014
A Big Hug and Great Appreciation to my Fellow Poets who step out in them selves and share such Inspiring, Touching, Mind Blowing Poetry that gives me the Gift of Connection, Warmth and in particular Hope for a future so full of Love, so Evolved, so Free.... so Wonderful
I Thank You from the bottom of my Heart

NAMASTE
Much Blessings
From: Venusoul7
NuurSeraph Nov 2014
I usually know what to do
if I can find
one good opening line~
the rest will tend to come out fine
within you can read a few fun rhymes
a general theme shapes out too
shares my unique point of view
at best it can be a test
of imaginations limitlessness
and patient persistence
but one good thing is rest assured
it's a ton of fun, the written word!!
and that dog will hunt...
NuurSeraph Jun 2014
You are Bigger than my Life
Within you I struggle and Strive
In Faith I've followed to keep me Alive
From your watchful Protection
Not one Journey do I Question
I feel no loss, not one thing to Fear
I understand why You led me Here
To gain from my Efforts
Let there be no Mistakes
Your Reason for every Experience makes
No use in suffering painful Regrets
I honor each Experience as
I've grown for the Best.
With Faith in my corner, I have lived through much and been able to look back at the bigger picture of my life and see how each and every event was pertinent to how I got where I am presently, knowing the things I do, feeling the things I do, and Celebrating the Success of It all one moment at a time....One benefit is that it makes those rougher times more tolerable cause I understand there is reason behind it, just something I am probably not aware of at the time...
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
I remember the memory so vividly,
without a moment lost
I'm silenced by some technicality~
I mostly keep a Private life.

Introverted by some inner notion that prefers my own world to the outside one,
when there strikes an opportunity to overlap the worlds together~
*You bet I Grab it and Run!
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
Distinguished* ~ one seasons' stronghold
Lavished ~ yet it leaves no mark
Harkened ~ still it bleeds no stain on us
Ravished ~ some lost to the dark

My King!
My Queen!

My Majesty!
You state your Name by Divine Decree,
yet Silence has claimed your Kingdom.  

For Eye could cast one trillion (1,000,000,000,000) sparkles into the night and no one would care to notice.

What a shame, says Eye...too wrapped inside.

Tho' one day soon a Flame unfurls and
wisp-ers condense into new Worlds so that once again we must all commence the Journey to reclaim our Innocence.

*"Lions, Tigers and Bears...Oh My"!!!
Dear Toto, I couldn't help but envision those beautiful ruby red slippers

* References & Quotation taken from the movie The Wizard of Oz and my Poems Songs I've Felt & Unfurling the Flame and a previous comment I made on a Jim Morrison Poem.
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
I walk upon the patchwork shadows of the forest floor. My eyes are hypnotized. My stride falls in time with the rhythm of a fickle nature. An open clearing comes across my field of vision, my Mesmer broken by sprawling lawns of soft down green. Like a gleeful child, I run the perimeter of the vast expanse. With eyes skyward I spin around till treetops and sky become one. Loose footing breaks a dizzy tumble to the forest floor. A light head and light mind have I to close my eyes, drift peaceful sleep in heavens bed.
This is a journey of distraction and focus~ finding rewarding pleasure in a playful retreat.
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
There is a forest called Truth around the corner. I go in search for dialogue. So many perspectives there are to offer. One comes back more alive in their concept of God.
I feel a lightness in the falling leaves, stirs within me a freedom and acceptance of dying. Many creatures shuffle amongst the brush, skyward eyes enjoy the critters busy climbing. Up the Tree trunk towers, along the arm~like branches, up and down collecting food in preparation for the season called Winter. So many intricate sounds joined together of varied pitch, tone and timber make for lively conversation. Philosophies smooth ******* mates for various creations of Thought to incubate my ever expanding Understanding, the flowered fruit of Reason.
This is a journey of birth and death, walking calmly in nature ~ reflecting for peace and understanding.
NuurSeraph Sep 2014
Come forth thither~therein lies the dust of Worthy wo/men

Paint not the Saint to be a sinner
pitch accordingly to Prophet's Call
Into Mourning crawls the Child
Twilight's mist brings forth a Wo/Man
Walks the path, long and narrow
led forward by the voiceless Word
Echoes bounce within his skull~
into Verse the messages heard
brought to Song the Sparrow sings
made to beat by Ravens Caw
Swinging Melody sways a Tree
beckons down the Tales of Fall
Onward walks the age'd Seer~
bend of back from Earthen pull
Through the curving Mountain trail,
frail with cane of gnarled wood
Upwards to the Peak he wanders
voiceless whispers the Miracle
Destination as was promised~
arrives the Cave of Oracle.

So now may he rest his weary bones for he has finally travelled Home~
Songs of Nature mark the way much like the poetry of wo/man.
NuurSeraph Jun 2014
I play Mediator, mediating between two strongly influencing Forces.
They are of different spaces, but each knows of the Other.
I listen to them both osmotically, they are often at odds with each other.
I am a practiced listener, objective enough to understand the nature of their Stance.
I retrieve below the surface message, the empathic persuasion in me does this well.
Such accounts for any bipolarity I might exhibit in thought or emotion.

One Force thrives on impulsive pleasure, in behavior there is tremendous energy and manic spontaneity.
No concern with inhibition or societal conventions. I must always keep in check a childish tendency to center motives solely upon itself.
This is when I make intervention and repeat the Lesson of Conscious Expansion....
I have Authority and so of course this Force listens and quiets it's power back to steady periphery.

The other Force is Otherworldly.
So Extreme, it by far surpasses me in ability.
This Force I tap into, I listen to its subtle inflection, it's Perception is uncontainable, it's Language is unexplainable, but Understandable to the Sensitive Senses.
Here is the Gift, that must be earned, must be learned and respected in the Temple of my Soul.
It must be carried through the plight of Spirit searching, knowing no discontent or schism, no division, or derision.

I draw down this Force, I pull up on the Other One.
Puts me in center position.
I Am the Mediator

I am the Borderland between these two worlds that exist in Me.
I will attend to my duties.
I Am the Mediator
of Me.
Duplicity is commonplace
Multiplicity is rare but there
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