"involution" poems
Life is just a long or short journey,
for every creature in this world,
that includes birth, growth, death
and reincarnation or rebirth in the
One and only Infinite Being
of Eternal Conscious Existence or God,
where the main real objective and purpose of it is
for God to realize and know Himself,
through that of all of His
highest evolved forms in creation,
which are human beings,
be it any man or woman,
by a process of Involution and Realization
as being Omnipresent, Infinite and Eternal
and to experience,
for those who attain the goal;
which can only be attained here on the earth,
the infinite divine power, knowledge, love and bliss,
which are all the very essence and true nature
of That Indivisible and Unfathomable Creator.
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Nov 25, 2023
Nov 25, 2023 at 9:01 AM UTC
Grammy is an Empath, clairsentient old soul
Mommy is an Indigo, not sure if she knows
I was born a Rainbow Bear to make the planet whole
Together we will change the world, at least that is our goal
Grammy plays with honeybees, loves entomology
Mommy is a healer, she gets it naturally
I'm completely fearless, we all are HSP
At least we’re slightly different, on that we can agree
Grammy hears the trees speak, scream when they are down
Mommy sees the unborn babes by using ultrasound
I sensate most creatures before they come around
We hope to stir you deeply so offer this background
I’ll share my involution with you every now and then
Speak with you of changes by taking up a pen
Together we bee wise ones who work for truth again
The world will be lighter, though I can not tell you when...
(Little Bear speaks of Starseed, from "The Book of the Bear")
Sep 28, 2020
Sep 28, 2020 at 12:14 PM UTC
This is but a test, one for
A mind in need of rest,
And though it's surely not his best,
It still is nothing to detest
He's drifting in a sea of intuition,
His expression is abreast
He's seeking for a resolution
He hopes not in vain to jest
He seeks the further involution
Of this sense felt in his chest
As he is wand'ring
Through his contemplation,
Pondering his expectations
Seeking his elucidations; but
Just where might these be found?
Within the lines upon the page
Or their enunciated sound?
I don't have the answers
to these questions...
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 5:03 AM UTC
What
scaffold
eternal bounds?
Is it sinew, shadow, vacuum?
You reach, spirals unraveling becoming. Who forged laws?
Can the architect recall genesis, or memory ash? Walls hum with fractal hymns.
Each question births a child, becomes a labyrinth, sings of endless corridors. Beneath infinity's weight, does collapse spiral upward forever unfold?
It is a serpent in disguise— its tongue promises clarity, but clarity is a chimera. Thought consumes itself, meaning devours its maker, and nothingness births the heaviest burden: the need to ask again, endlessly.
Jan 22, 2025
Jan 22, 2025 at 2:24 AM UTC
There is a path or road on which a person can travel
by which the mystery of existence one can unravel.
It involves going deep into the center of one’s inner being
where the answers to life’s main questions are revealed in.
This path or road has been given the name of ‘Involution’
and provides the means to offer one a worthwhile solution,
for anybody who is curious about the nature of existence
and is willing to undergo the discipline with persistence.
Most people today have heard about the process or theory of evolution
which attempts to explain how life evolved since the start of creation.
But the purpose and goal of that process has remained a big mystery
and only those who have reached the end are qualified to call it history.
They are the Ones who have become the real masters of life
having undergone many years of training regardless of strife
and have reached that exclusive state called Self-Realization
being a place of immaculate Eternal Springtime in Creation.
They know the Truth of the words which will set people free
and have the authority and power to use it for all humanity.
They are the true ‘Sons of God’ living amidst mankind today
and the Glory of the Creator shines in them not fading away.
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 5:04 AM UTC
warming rain green
to stemming bones,
throbbed forth in honeyed
pull.
Shaktic involution of color
bursting exponential
with knowing.
Satguru to the spring of
emission...floating on the
vibrations of wakeful sleep~
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 12:42 PM UTC
First instinct
Is hold on tightly
Thinking of her
Daily
Nightly
Never to appear
Unsightly
So politely
Open doors
And in her absence
Raining pours
Exploring every
Involution
Trying not to probe
Too soon in
Or we watch it all
Fall down
And never see you
Come around
Jan 1, 2022
Jan 1, 2022 at 5:14 AM UTC