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JOJO C PINCA Nov 2017
“I am not a teacher, but an awakener.”
― Robert Frost

May mga walang alam na nagpapanggap na may alam. Mga nagmamarunong na akala mo ay mga pantas pero ang totoo ay masahol pa sa tunay na mga mangmang. May mga nagsusulat pero hindi marunong magmulat, kahit bulatlatin mo ang kanilang mga aklat na hindi magluluwat wala kang mapupulot, wala itong alamat kundi puro lamat. Ganito sila ‘pag iyong sinalat walang k’wentang bumanat.

Ang mga panaginip ng isang paslit ay laging naghahanap ng katuparan tulad ito sa isang malawak na paliparan na ang mga tapakan ay tila walang hangganan. Ang banggaan ng mga saranggola guryon man o boka-boka ay sumasagisag sa sigla ng kamusmusan. Walang bobo, walang tanga at walang mahina ang totoo para-paraan lang para matuto ‘yan ang hindi alam ng mga ungas na nagtuturo.

Natatandaan ko madalas na pinapatayo ako sa harap ng pisara kasi maingay daw ako at malikot. Madalas din akong mapalo kasi mahina ang ulo ko pagdating sa Matematika. Bakit ano’ng kadakilaan ba ang meron sa pananahimik at kelan pa naging pang-aliw sa puso at kaluluwa ang mga numero? Walang lumiligaya sa pagmememorya at hindi nakaka-ulol ang pagiging malikot at maligaya.

**** ka ba talaga? Parang hindi naman, mas mukha kang tinderang tuliro na abala lagi sa pagbebenta ng yema, kendi at kung ano-anong sitsiriya. **** pangalawang magulang? Kaya pala mas mabagsik kapa sa tatay kong maton at mas masungit kapa sa nanay ko. Nagtuturo ka ba’ng talaga? Hindi naman, mas mahaba pa nga ang oras mo sa pakikipaghuntahan.

Ang **** ay hindi lamang dapat na nagtuturo s’ya ay tagapagmulat din. Isang John Keating (teacher sa pelikulang Dead Poet Society) ang kailangan ng mga bata sa mundo. Nagmumulat hindi nagmamalupit, hindi kailangan na manghagupit at walang dapat na ipilit. Ang eskwelahan ay hindi pugad ng mga pipit. Matalino, magaling at matalas mag-isip ayos lang yan. Subalit punong-puno na ang mundo ng mga matatalinong walang pakinabang.

Ang umibig at maging tunay na kapakipakinabang sa mundo at sa kapwa tao, ito ang dakilang aral na dapat na ipangaral. Walang silbi ang mga pagpapagal sa loob ng paaralan kung ang natutuhan mo lang ay kung paano kumita ng limpak-limpak na salapi. Kung ang alam mo lang sabihin ay Yes Sir at Yes Ma’am walang silbi ang iyong pinag-aralan. Nakakalat na sa lupa ang mga pipi na hindi marunong magsalita at magpahayag nang kanilang tunay na saloobin. **** na nagtuturo maliban sa hintuturo at nguso sana gamitin mo rin ang iyong puso.
George Krokos Aug 2013
Throughout all of those vast regions and far reaches of space
God can only be realised or known here on this earthly place.
There are about eighteen thousand worlds that sustain life as we know it
but it's only on this world in a human body will knowledge of God show It.
This information was imparted by the one and only Avatar of the age
who did also happen to be the greatest Divine Personality and Sage.

His name was Meher Baba and the words He has given are true
though He might be unknown unless His love has awakened you.
It was for this reason that He was known also as the Awakener
and those touched by His love regard Him as their Messenger.
He also revealed many other things including the main one that He was God
who incarnates out of love, always in a male form, against many a great odd.

The Avatar always comes when the world is undergoing a spiritual rebirth
and mankind is on the brink of destruction on his home planet called Earth.
It is God's duty to His creation and creatures to maintain and set things right
which otherwise would get too much out of hand according to His foresight.
He also gathers those around Him who recognize and accept Him while He yet lives
helping them all achieve life's Divine goal with the instructions and wisdom He gives.

These followers or disciples thus become the harbingers of world transformation
spreading His message of love and truth far and wide being the New Dispensation.
It is the Divine life lived by the Avatar in the world that inspires them so much
witnessing the things He does and says for the good of all with His loving touch.
Though Meher Baba has dropped the body His spirit lives on for those His words hearken
guiding all people who stumble across His Name which, in their heart, love does awaken.

It is also the first time in human history that a true image of His form was given
being a gift to posterity with a full account of His life, which by love was driven.
He also remained silent for the greater part of His life's stay here
because His words were taken too lightly in times past, far or near.
To those who inquired about Him He would let His silence speak for itself
which is the reason why the language of the heart is love, we do feel ourself.

However in His compassion He communicated firstly by the use of an alphabet board
and then later on through unique hand gestures that those close to Him could record.
He indicated that there are five Perfect Masters on this earth all the time
who looked after the affairs of the universe and this world in ways sublime.
They were after all God's representatives here on earth while He was physically absent
and it would be them who would bring Him down in the flesh for us all as a Divine Assent.

Never before has it been stated in such broad and clear terms
of the role they all play in God's Divine Plan which He affirms.
Though they are all one in consciousness they live and go about doing their own thing
which is none other than enlightenment and spiritual realisation to mankind they bring.
To find and meet such a one let alone to stay in his or her presence is a rare blessing indeed;
if one is fortunate enough to recognize one of them, can win their grace and on the goal proceed.

It's also due to the fact that we have been living in an Avataric Age
that there are also some imposters going around the worldly stage,
proclaiming to those who're misled that they can show them the way
which is back to God being what life is for and as the scriptures say.
If their thoughts, words and actions don't confirm what they preach
we should then keep away from them and thus be out of harms reach.

There are also some adepts who through various practices have gained a little power
who go about displaying their wares which onto the unsuspecting public they shower;
in the form of miraculous stunts or manifestations of objects which most people crave,
usually found to be under closer examination the workings and or illusions of a knave.
One has thus to be careful of these and other obstacles that await and lie ahead on the path
back towards the Goal of human life which is identity with God being the Divine aftermath.

It is by self-purification, selfless service, prayer, kindness, truthfulness, including meditation
that anyone can prepare themself with self-control over their lower nature to achieve salvation.
And this makes it easier to start walking the path at the beginning stages of our endeavour
which also cultivates true virtue and clears the way for our freedom one can feel is forever.
We are all knowingly or unknowingly treading the way back to our true home in some way or another
and must not remain dejected if in life we appear at times to be crestfallen by which fate does smother.

The Grace of God and the Perfect Masters is always available as They have the All-Seeing Eye
which means They can understand, see and know everything; nothing really passes Them by.
They're also the guardians of all humanity and our benefactors along that way back home
therefore it's up to us to please God and or one of Them by dedication on the path we roam.
As long as we try not to harm any of our fellow creatures by either thought, word or deed
we can be assured of Their help being forthcoming if in God we have faith or genuine need.
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This is my second poem referring to a person known as Meher Baba (the name actually means compassionate father) and is based around the philosophy presented in two books that bear His name:
1. Discourses
2. God Speaks
there are however many other books written about Meher Baba that are too numerous to mention here save one which is the main biography of His entire life called "Lord Meher" written by one of His followers and disciples named Bhau Kalchuri. Although Meher Baba claimed to be the Avatar of this age He had the compassion and foresight to state and give the information of the five Perfect Masters that exist in the world for future generations as He Himself was the Foremost Perfect Master or Avatar of the age brought down and declared by Them at the time according to information given in the books mentioned above.
Cameryn Rogers Dec 2016
Sleepwalking through life.
Sleepwalking through strife.
Daydreaming about happier times,
Then you came into my life.

I've never known this joy
Stemmed from the love of a boy,
Who holds me close and makes me smile--
My heart he won't destroy.

Stay in my life. Keep me awake.
My heart is yours; it's yours to take.

My reviver-- that's what you are.
My awakener-- brighter than any star.

Sleepwalking is no more because of who you are.
Chelsea Rae Jul 2020
I am the Great Awakener.

I will bring you to your knees in humility.
I will show your shadow the light.
I speak truth.
I breathe truth, I bathe in the everlasting light of truth
and I will shatter your very fragile realities.

I will show you every reason
To stop the lies.
To yourself and others.

Wrap you inside a cocoon of transformation
and I will force you open, ready or not,
And spread your wings wide so that you can fly too.

Fly in your truth, in your light,
and we can show the world
the One and the way.
Face your truth
Haakim U Allah Mar 2018
Transference of energy
Civilized from synergy
Resisting descendancy
Into mass lunacy
Ballance is dependency
On each other equally
Step inside to see clearly
Mind's eye ascendency...

© 2017 Haakim Understanding...
The Noose Mar 2015
The raging sea
Invading
My deflated spirits
In waves,
Tidal
Awakener
Of discarded sentiment

Poetry strung of
Thoughts of you
Your halo
And the grandeur
In which you swim
The alchemy impelling
The birth of ardent need
Unfathomable, unbridled
Altering sleep patterns

Find beauty in my madness
Pierce my fragmentary blue
To paint me a velvet sky.
The Noose Jun 2015
The day I met you
I woke to find violets
Blooming in the spaces
Between my ribcage
The awakener of spirit
Offering the gift of reprieve
Now safely tucked inside a rememberer's heart

I would have fled my home
Left the door ajar
To run towards loving you boldly
Arms outstretched
I fancied you would return
My devoted bones
Still wanting you  

I still find you hovering
In memories laced with fiction
The ardency of my need
Like the way the frothy sea
Longs for the shore
Uninterrupted in time
Reaching towards never away
Evermore

You were the crimson hue
That incardinined my skies
Setting my core ablaze
Into a raging inferno
The efflorescence of my becoming.
Tempus edax rerum.
lillian Nov 2015
I think I will always be
haunted by you.
You'll become a silhouette that will
only exist in the few moments
right before and after sleep.

Your eyes change colors
like a kaleidoscope of twilights.
I hope you remember me even when the
sun shines, when summer solstice arrives.

You were the realest thing I felt in
my bones. You were
the awakener of my limbs.
Goosebumps laid out like a trail
on my skin.

I know what you look like when you sleep,
I know how the ribbons of memory weave in
and out of your eye lids closed, dreaming,
shaking from the weight of the night.

— The End —