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The Caged Bird May 2018
Part 1

I am blind
There is a darkness
It resides deep in my mind
Pitch black
A million screams
Stolen breath
Peace I cannot find

Puppet strings
A piece of me for everyone
Lifeless toy
For the taking
No repercussions
Except for me
In the cold
I bare the weight
While they
Walk towards the sun

Damage done
I reek of it
Disaster
Disappointment
Broken shards of life scattered at my feet
Chaos unfolding for the one hundredth time
Blood droplets
Purple markings
Rage
Tears
Rage
Tears
F*cking rage!

A life lived in turmoil
Body broken
Too many times to count
Salvation questionable
Empty hands exposed
Reaching
Pleading
Body cold as ice
Silent screams abound
Save the beast

Part Two

And then
A voice
From distant places
Not of this reality
A faint glimmer of light
Breaks through the haunting darkness
Interest piqued
Hope held high
Yet walls still high as heaven

Words like tiny fractures
Fragments falling
Piles from the past
The wall begins to fall
Crumbled bits of broken dreams
Broken bones
Lay forgotten at my feet

A spark of heat
Eyes wide open
Is this reality
A warmth beyond comprehension
Am I deserving
A hand expressed
Immediate fear
The wall not fully shattered
A word is spoken
That unearthly voice
Like music to my apocolypse

I am redeemed
Lifted out of chaos
The wall surrendered
To the nothing that was me
Ascension
There is a light
I can see
Inspired by the many physically and emotionally abuse relationships from my childhood into my early adulthood and in honor of my now husband who literally saved me, coming into my life during a very crucial time and showed me a whole new life.
Yolonda Dahl Apr 2018
I want to travel great distances, far beyond reach.
Won't you come with me?
I want to escape this plane and walk dimensions unseen.
Won't you go with me?
I won't drink a drop, nor fill up my lungs, or inhale the dust, you see.

No for me, it is tranquil and freeing
To stay awake while sleeping,
Clear of mind and ego, pure of soul,
Surrendering with no control.

Walk with me. Sink with me. Be with me.
See the truth of your findings in all its complexity.
Realize that all is not so vexing,
Much too is rooted in simplicity, frequency.

To be is to feel, and to see is to heal.
Know you and love you so you can know and love all others properly.
Understanding love is knowing humans can't be property.
Recognize that we are each individual entities.

We cast our signatures on the world
As we journey on through life.
Seeking to make ourselves a bit more pure,
We adopt a heart that's more gentle and kind.

Growth is self reflection, and being aware of Who You Are.
And if it scares us, well it isn't too bizarre.

Change never comes easy.
We must want it. In all things.
Facing hard truth is none too pleasing,
But in the end what a comfort it brings
To find your resolve and to be humbled by the universe,
And gain knowledge in perspectives that are diverse.

Lie in the stillness that is. Be moved by the warmth and bliss.
My mind releases the chaos surrounding me.
And I go further into the abyss
I hear no music, but the sound is sweet.

Such happiness that swells in me,
Tell me, wont you go with me?
BeautyinChaos Sep 2017
I kept you chained to the floor
beating on your body like the high tide against the shore
Every blow that fell upon your skin
caused a smile to play upon my lips
and security to encase my heart
Because you
can never
leave.
You've stopped screaming to be let out
My body aches for a sound from you to confirm my existence
I'd give anything to hear but a whimper from you
that sweet melody of doubt and fear
but you
should never
leave.
Your lifeless body haunts my dreams
as part of me dies with you
I beg of you not to leave me alone
You were the beauty in the room
will you stay if I say the whips were but a game
Now I
should let
you leave.
I kept you chained to the floor
your freedom was but a distant thought in the stale air
once granted
you malnourished body stood proudly
belittling the years worth of chains
spiting me for having buried you so deep
but my dear,
I'm glad that I let you out.
Most likely a draft, but needed to write.
Nhlanhla Moment Jan 2016
Speak the truth and the lies burn out of your life, termites and dust mites shout screaming out because of the fumed existence and pandemonium of the right accord of good things coming into your life

From the time the Creator Parents disobeyed the Law of One, The Father of the Universe has set out to create an Army or Allegiance to help Him polarize back to other Creator Parents, His Brothers, so to return to the Sound and True Light of  FATHER, to be embraced in the arms of Mother, HAROON, to trade tricks with the Priest Son, RAJ.   Many efforts have been made throughout the aeons to achieve this.

This Army then, some might call the Justice League, The Thunder Tribe, The Eliminators, The Time-Travelling Angels, and so on, have been going out to galaxies incarnating as the most common life-form there. On Earth, the conditions have been symbolic with many imbalances, lies, evils, greed and corruption.

Now because these beings or soldiers had given up their own will, what is called freewill, to serve a Higher Purpose; their assignments or missions on the planets they incarnate make for a refined and rapid understnading of life and thus at most, they die very young. They return to a more spiritual state than when they had first incarnated.
There is a story about such an angel who was a reverand who incarnated into a rich human family that owned trucks. So as he grew up he had lessons learned from his home planet ringing at the back of his head, he taught humans humanistic values, to turn the other cheek which means enduring circumstances really, being selfless, earning an honest living, reaching out to higher levels of vibration through doing good deeds one day at a time and treating the body as a temple.

Now because not all humans are the same or at the same dimension and process of spiritual evolution, some students who had been respecting these teachings that stem from the Law of One were progressing in spirituality and were basically living their dreams, it was then up to them to warn about disregarding those laws. Because humans have flaws, some members of this Higher Learning were growing jealous and some dropped out and stopped attending, resorting to having money to salvage their insecurities, having lustful engagements with multiple women to avoid loneliness and the worship of materials to absolve their incompleteness.  

Others were unfair such that they suggested that learners who had earned their colours or accolades be stripped off or not duly compensated and recognized and instead work for them so they can complete their own missions with which they were struggling. See it is important to stress that while these angels were selfless and generous they did not come to wipe the buttocks of impatient, foolish, selfish, irresponsible and greedy men. Those who were done, it was good for them they moved closer to the heavens and experienced the paradise the best parts of their hearts had always dreamt.

It was not a competition of sorts but for like of understanding, it can be seen as a race, drivers, runners or combatants on a track to reach the eternal lap where they live their destinies and eat from the fruits of immortality in the secret garden of heaven. In a prospect it can be seen as an attempt to find Eden. Because it is not a competition, merely a progress taking place at different paces, places, phases and environments. Those who had done well and were competent to ride at the next wave and dimension simply went there to continue in their learning, a cascading journey of life, on Earth or in the Afterlife, once they were done they became immortal and lived outside of time which meant they then waited for those who were still coming.  Oracles have it that this angel-soldier, Julo, chose a truck family because this family had an influence to change the way cars would drive, ~cars being the wings of angels in reality~, not only that but roads would be preserved so the riders would see clearly where they were going and how much length or path and time they had left; the awareness of this creates an urgency to learn about important principles and values in life, so then creating gates to divinity and pathways for the life-forms of that realm to live out their purpose and find refuge which is the home in heaven.

With this understanding it was acknowledged that when lovers become parents, the children weren't obliged to be the replay of their parents' lives, in other words props for their parents to act out a story until they could find perfection. It was a wave or energy field that would allow humans to experience divinity throughout all 14 dimensions, transforming into angelic beings once they reach 15, this was a re-Genesis of Heaven. To finally find the Resort and learn the mistakes that occured when Cosmic Mother, Callia was preganant with Artola. It was about the Ark of the Covenant, The Challice, The Holy Grail... Divinity, Beauty, Love. Liberty of Lifelihood
The Order of Life.

Musical Inspiration: _ Patrick 'O Hearn - Beyond This Moment
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