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Zead Aug 2015
You have only created what already is created
Even in your own individual thoughts, are those not your own threads of perception
you were created, but you didn't create yourself

I believe that our knowledge is given off of a foundational Creator
our mental data, given off from the original to you
like the strands of DNA, and how they have the same from their physical creator
But only less information is given and our limits come to being

that is what makes us who we are
what already is
what already was

or else, just give in to the idea that we are God
or that God is dead, perhaps never was alive

could we be formed from something like such?
Our source of life must come from life

Even in our sources of electricity, from that which is "not electricity"
you can still convert electricity from it
where electricity is found

energy cannot come from non energy
nor can life come from non life
however its synthesized, the pieces of consciousness must be found
Kenshō Jun 2015
I remember what seems now like ages ago,
When teachers and distant relatives would say,
"You can do anything, just believe it and it will be so."

Then if that's the case:

I think I might like to fly over the hills with the sun on my back!
Or be able to wade downward through the ocean, with an infinite air sack.
Better yet, let me travel ten thousand light years away
To visit the worlds of distant bays!

How romantic could we make it?
Role-playing ten thousand ways,
Gods and Goddesses flaunt in play.

Meld like water and shift your display!
You are a magician of being, holding the skies at bay.
Rumble the earth and clouds, scream what you say!
The one and only, now and today.

I believe it was nice meeting but there was something I didn't say.
I must have skipped something and missed what you meant to display.
We passed so fast and were going separate ways..
Not a moment to last, did I even remember your name?

But somehow we were both aspects of the same greater force;
Traveling different paths but on the same ultimate course.
Could we free ourselves of our own baggage and recognize
Our brothers and sisters all as divine messengers of source?
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pin May 2015
Host maybe youre listening
Tapping at a bridge bone, teleport fonhom
I probably know it but...
Like children asking a question about a complicated thing
Simplified complicated things
Till they didnt mean nothing like they had,
When the gramophone, gammaray guts were still cramed in it
Mike Essig May 2015
I do not write these thoughts
only because I love you. I do.
But I cannot create perfection.
It is your spirit calls them forth.
Your eyes flutter them into being.
Your lips smooth and polish them.
Your fingers shape and craft them.
I'm just the simple monk who writes
them down and returns them to you
as an offering to your inner beauty.

~mce
Smitten
Mike Essig May 2015
People often ask me,
as if they care,
where poems derive.

I care and have
given it much thought
for decades.

It is a hard
and genuine question
that deserves
an answer.

I believe poems
come from a spring.

They begin as
the slightest trickle
beneath a mossy boulder
on a steep, green
Tennessee ridge
that manifests as a run,
a river, many rivers
until it flows into
the Gulf Stream.

The spring
is a place on earth
where something
begins.

The spring is not
the water.

I am the poet.
I am that spring.

But I am not the poems.

The poems are the water,

they flow,  
seeking something larger

than I can hope to be.

~mce
Dr Zik Mar 2015
Why does chirping of bird
prove itself a source of calm and pleasure?
I find the answer.
When I often think
“In a mood with which I recall You”
Dr ZIK's Poetry
Aaron Mullin Nov 2014
Samhain last night
Peering through the veil
Seeking truths
Absolving
Those who believe
In absolutes

Finding

One
Immutable
Fact

The Source is Love

God isn't dead
There never was a god

This idea is anthropomorphic
Navel gazing

Of course
There are no absolutes
This poem
Attempts to capture
A moment
In my spacetime
Relativity
Written on a crescent of fire and light
Aaron Mullin Oct 2014
Are we the sum of our experiences?

We are not the sum of our experiences
When we live in the moment, we become that moment
It’s in the now; in flow
Where our authentic selves are found
Past eddies, riffles, or undulations
Of our lives have as much meaning as we choose to give them
Meaningful or meaningless is moot
If we’ve found our authentic selves
And are willing to let that Self drive
To be in tune with Tao or Source
Or whatever you want to call it
Find your authenticity and live it out fully

My guiding virtue and vice is to
Remember that I am always accountable for my actions
We live in a realm created by our actions
Creation can be tumultuous
Spring storms are balanced with spring flowers
Remain calm while in the storm
Step into the third eye
Stand next to those who steady you
There are others who gather in the eye of the storm
These are good people (usually); mentors and friends and peers

How do you find these gatherings?
In my experience, you have to come in through the out door
Adam Struble Oct 2014
the earth is the first veil
the sky is the second veil
when i was a child and i heard China was on the other side of the world
i dug a hole to get to it
i was quite young and tired out after digging 2 feet down into the hard ground.  it was a test of reality
at that age i pictured the world as small, perhaps even thin
test the depth of your world
test the confines of waking life and dive the caves of dreams
and in between

the crossroads, plunging into the milky vein in the sky
from the ******* of the goddess
the eternally blossoming
soft and hollow
plunging darkness
and sounds of the night
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