Just go away is what I say
To you right now and everyday.
I know you only want the best,
But just for you and not the rest.
Oh ego can't you stop and see
You're no part of Reality.


No matter how real my life dream may seem,
The only truth is that it's a real dream.
The scariest part that you might find true
Is what's so for me, is also for you.
What's Real dreams the life, ego calls its own.
Ego's a short term Reality loan.

If only I'd taken more drugs in my youth,
Maybe social fibs would seem less like truth.
I might care less about things that I've got
If only I'd smoked just a little more ***.
Would my mental state cease being tested
If only more mushrooms had been ingested?
My ego now might not be so finely honed
If only I'd spent a lot more time ******.
This world might not seem so sorry today
If I'd spent more time just blazing away.
I dislike the world with commercial lies,
If only my drugs had been super-sized.
Don't break the law because that can be tough,
But it you do drugs, then please take enough.
Don't want your concepts to be exploded,
But you can't know straight without knowing loaded.
Cultural values might seem less uncouth,
If only I'd taken more drugs in my youth.

All that is present, at least what we see,
Is just a small part of infinity.

We live out our lives like scenes in a play,
But the audience too has lines to say.

If others determine what you will do,
Then you aren't in charge of what you call "you".

It is all one show, though massive it's true,
But all of it's made by them, me and you.

What are you thinking of the very most?
For you that subject is your Holy Ghost.

Focus your energy on what you choose,
But love all the light, not just certain hues.

Quiet your mind so you can clearly hear.
What you're afraid of is losing your fear.

Pretend what you will and live as you feel,
Yet ask to be shown what is truly Real.

Your needs alone determine your task.
The answer is in the questions you ask.

We are all One or we would not be here.
The Truth is within, not far but so near.

The big river flows, although it looks still.
Water always goes, where all water will.
Back to the ocean and up to the sky,
Always in motion, no need to ask why.
Water vapor flies, up, up and away,
As clouds in the sky but they never stay.
The sun always wins, gray skies become blue.
The cycle begins, it's always anew.
We're zooming through space, approaching light speeds,
Yet staying in place, to watch our own deeds.
Focus where you choose, but here is the twist,
You can't really lose, as you don't exist.
Awareness is all, no matter what's made.
Beliefs are the wall that makes us afraid.
One Source for all things, then nothing is done.
Enjoy what that brings, to be only One.

Afraid of the future, tired of the past,
Looking for something that somehow will last.
Searching for something, but not sure what's sought,
I'm trying to catch what cannot be caught.
I'm wanting so hard to finally see
Why is creation still torturing me?
Why won't it comply with what I'm choosing?
How can I win when I'm always losing?
Way beyond the words, the thoughts, and the mind,
What is this rare thing that I cannot find?
Hopelessly seeking, although knowing well
My chances are like that snowball in hell.
Scanning all others to see if they know,
No destination but wanting to go.
Pretending to stop while still on the move,
I'm claiming free will while stuck in a groove.
Denying all of the strategies used,
Self blaming answers are always refused.
Who am I to say that God's dream is wrong?
Why is illusion so seemingly strong?
Where is the top of this long tiring climb?
Just when can I drop the concept of time?
What is the purpose of sadness and grief?
And where can I find some needed relief?
What is that thing that's referred to as bliss?
And just who the heck is asking all this?

As you see more and more, you begin to realize that
there is more than can be seen.

As you do more and more, you begin to realize that
there is more than can be done.

As you think more and more, you begin to realize that
there is more than can be thought.

As you say more and more, you begin to realize that
there is more than can be said.

As you touch more and more, you begin to realize that
there is more than can be touched.

As you make more and more, you begin to realize that
there is more than can be made.

As you love more and more, you begin to realize that
there is only Love.

Concerning social interactions,
I've concluded after thinking,
They call such things relation"ships",
Because they're always sinking.