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Chad Young Nov 2020
'Abdu'l-Baha said that all current forms of astrology
are bogus,
but said that the stars do affect us,
because He wanted to make us try and understand
the sky for ourselves.

The sky is as the mind, cognition, in change.
While earth is as the body, structure, little change.
The sun moves the fastest from day to day,
so it is the heart, the essence.
The moon moves slower, but still relatively fast.
It is as "the breath, the Spirit," He said.
Mercury is the fastest planet in the sky.
It is as "water, the baptism of knowledge," He said.
All the other planets move at about the same speed
up there.
The constellations are as designs and spaces,
crystals, if you will,
by which we see.
The movement of the stars from century to century
is like the circadian rhythm.

See clearly
and find out for yourself
using a star map.
This is all done within reason
and mirrors many elements of
other ancient astrology.
Sky & Telescope website
Ariana Solo Nov 2020
I fell for you like a falling star floating through space

Getting caught by Earthโ€™s gravitational field ย 

A streak of light across the inky blackness of the night sky

Burning in the Earth's atmosphere

Painting the skies with a rainbow of fireworks

โœจ ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ–คโœจ
Erian Rose Nov 2020
Her lips tasted
of frosted
starlight
crystal eyes
fixed on mine
she could
wish upon
a falling star
and I'd never stop
loving her
Karijinbba Nov 2020
Well I was born a self existing
Yellow Star on April 16 AM
a portal to heaven a seed star,
more then half a century ago.
Under a brilliant star I was told
like Jesus Christ I too was born.
Only I am female though
this must be a parallel world
remembered in the negative light wrongly perceived isolated
while all I do is love, give life
save lives protect loved ones.

I'm barely known or viewed even here
persecuted like Jesus was
Just look what happened to Him!
strangely in a way, I've lived His life
I heal myself and others by telepathy
with my healing hands and touch.

The same things happened to me
around the time Mom's birthed me
where she nursed me newborn
one deceiving snake covertly hid.
Later on another bit my leg
immunizing me for what was to come of me that I survived poisoning torture rejections jealousies
envies and was trashed mocked
and sold yes just like Jesus was sold
but for more $ the Jesus was
by a Catholic lunatic nun at age twelve
Perhaps because I am also
God's daughter and my fathers name was also David.
Wasn't Jesus from the house of David,?
I was plotted to be banished
as a baby and later on survivied
while many times left for dead.
Yes death is my friend, it didn't stay
or it released me every time
back to breathing
and among the living
or is it with the dead walking,?

Well then, I hope the Angels lift me up
from this grave called apartment
I shall conquer
death's final sting.

How about you? Describe
your life to me in a story poem.
~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
11-2920.
True story poem
living a parallel reality wish to influence
the errors so I can change this outcome.
Mitch Prax Nov 2020
The stars still tell me
stories about you and I'm
so glad I listened

3:57 PM
2/11/20
Hammad Oct 2020
I wished upon the falling star
for a moment It was something
and then
just like a star
There was nothing at all...
Autumn Oct 2020
Crisp night.
A cloudless, crystal sky rings.
Under the silence,
A star cries out.
In search of restless souls.
Yearning to be called upon,
Her glittery arms unbound from orbit.
Staring down the atmosphere,
Her light withering away in the heat.
Wishing to grant someone else's.
mark soltero Oct 2020
give me ugly
use your words to serrate my soul
paint me bad
lacerate your name into my tongue
whatever you do
do it for fun
because the impression
of your touch
burns like the birth of a star
the pressure from the nebula
collapses my lungs
stifle me with my own emotions
burn me to ash
Iโ€™m sry i havenโ€™t been interacting with you guysโ€™ stuff. Iโ€™ve been really busy and appreciate everyone taking the time to read over my dramatic feelings. This whole account has been so therapeutic and it means a lot to see that some of this stuff resonates or at least piques your interest
Sanjana Tripathi Nov 2020
Open Sky

The distance between us,
Is been filled by the open sky.
When I look up in the sky,
I feel you are staring the same sky.

I make a wish to be with you,
When I see the shooting star.
I know you too wish to be with me,
When you see the falling star.

Among all the differences,
The only thing that connect us,
Is the open sky
And the twinkling stars.

I wish to be by your side,
Holding your arms,
Gazing the stars.
& Waiting for the star to fall.

-Sanjana Tripathi
@wordz_dreamer
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