A prophesy
A return
A manifested dream
Our Mother calls
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
A series of choices.......
The labored warm breath of opportunity passes close by, lingering on the periphery, awaiting the synchronicitous moment to envelop the organism in it's moment of destiny.
Shadowed layers of viscous mist somnambulate through the cemetery and head stones of memories and retained energies of the past.
Choosing the perception of vision, as the wandering stirs up the residues of forgotten emotions, leading one down the path of unconscious being.
Regurgitating the learned behavior of the past, while laboring under the hopes of an alternate future.
The present remains the enigma relegated to a series of moments held in a vacuum of what has transpired and is about to manifest.
To escalate and extrapolate a series of choices while embracing and surrendering each moment, catapults one into the grace of being with gratitude and overwhelming love of the essence of the whole.
Shadowed layers of viscous mist somnambulate through the cemetery and head stones of memories and retained energies of the past.
Choosing the perception of vision, as the wandering stirs up the residues of forgotten emotions, leading one down the path of unconscious being.
Regurgitating the learned behavior of the past, while laboring under the hopes of an alternate future.
The present remains the enigma relegated to a series of moments held in a vacuum of what has transpired and is about to manifest.
To escalate and extrapolate a series of choices while embracing and surrendering each moment, catapults one into the grace of being with gratitude and overwhelming love of the essence of the whole.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Momentary Illuminations.......
Driftwood
Gnarled
With the ravages of time
Journeying with the flow
A metamorphosis
Only by comparison
A perspective of form
From the past
Maintaining it's essence
Alive
In the magnificence of the now
From the space of silence
An invisible force
Musters it's courage and intensity
A manipulation of love
Caressing the landscape
Gusting it's way
Through
The young
The old
Singing the song
Shaking the trees
Invigorating the leaves
Embracing all
With time
The wind subsides
Returning
Leaving the silence
In the golden moment
A truth revealed
A heartbeat
Girded with the infinity
One moment
All moments
Gnarled
With the ravages of time
Journeying with the flow
A metamorphosis
Only by comparison
A perspective of form
From the past
Maintaining it's essence
Alive
In the magnificence of the now
From the space of silence
An invisible force
Musters it's courage and intensity
A manipulation of love
Caressing the landscape
Gusting it's way
Through
The young
The old
Singing the song
Shaking the trees
Invigorating the leaves
Embracing all
With time
The wind subsides
Returning
Leaving the silence
In the golden moment
A truth revealed
A heartbeat
Girded with the infinity
One moment
All moments
In the Silence.......
Slivers of skin ex foliate themselves in a detachment from the past and a bypassing of the illusion.
Stretching the parameters of belief beyond what is not.
Encased in the concrete of obliviousness and outer core manifestations, the struggle to delineate and extricate, saps the reserves and lays a trail of red herrings.
Slipping into the vacuousness of silence, as the attention defocuses on the manifestation of form and discovers the core essence in timelessness.
Each step closer
A sensing
A reading of the signs
Unquestioning the questions
Leaving the answers
Feeling the truth
In the silence.
Stretching the parameters of belief beyond what is not.
Encased in the concrete of obliviousness and outer core manifestations, the struggle to delineate and extricate, saps the reserves and lays a trail of red herrings.
Slipping into the vacuousness of silence, as the attention defocuses on the manifestation of form and discovers the core essence in timelessness.
Each step closer
A sensing
A reading of the signs
Unquestioning the questions
Leaving the answers
Feeling the truth
In the silence.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Nature's light.......
No matter how hard we try to diminish the light in our path of progress---it remains for the moment
Sunday, September 19, 2010
A Sojourn Beyond.......
The past
Faded by the brilliance of the present
The future
Facilitated
In the engagement of the now
Each moment
Held in the crown of awareness
A Jewell
In the maker's hands
A fleeting recognition
The possessions
Embraced and surrendered
In the entirety of it's lifespan
The ultimate collection of moments
Unencumbered
Unenergised
In their quest for freedom
A sojourn
Beyond the illusion
Faded by the brilliance of the present
The future
Facilitated
In the engagement of the now
Each moment
Held in the crown of awareness
A Jewell
In the maker's hands
A fleeting recognition
The possessions
Embraced and surrendered
In the entirety of it's lifespan
The ultimate collection of moments
Unencumbered
Unenergised
In their quest for freedom
A sojourn
Beyond the illusion
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Breathless shuffling.......
Shuffling forwards
Slowly
Standing on the brink
In breathless anticipation
A mind's eye view
Manifestation
through the asphalt jungle
Myriad signals
Criss cross
Harmony in the silence
A cross road of choice
An obligation to fulfill
Witnessing the fear
In the faith o knowingness
Bare feet sink slowly into the ground, as the soil seeps through the toes, oblivious to any discomfort, while the shovel of destiny moves the granules away from the core, outwards.
The echo of one shovel striking the ground reverberates and resonates to all others.
Mesmerised by the sounds, the external patterns disappear and are replaced.
Forward and breathless
Energised and adrensalised
The next crest beckons
Shifting in the anticipation of breathlessness
Slowly
Standing on the brink
In breathless anticipation
A mind's eye view
Manifestation
through the asphalt jungle
Myriad signals
Criss cross
Harmony in the silence
A cross road of choice
An obligation to fulfill
Witnessing the fear
In the faith o knowingness
Bare feet sink slowly into the ground, as the soil seeps through the toes, oblivious to any discomfort, while the shovel of destiny moves the granules away from the core, outwards.
The echo of one shovel striking the ground reverberates and resonates to all others.
Mesmerised by the sounds, the external patterns disappear and are replaced.
Forward and breathless
Energised and adrensalised
The next crest beckons
Shifting in the anticipation of breathlessness
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Prevailing Veils.......
The thinnest of veils
prevails
in the separation
Perception
in the belief of
fact or fiction
Conditioned to the amalgam
of what preceded
On the merry go round
of the journey
Myopic flashes
Intersperse themselves
into the consciousness
of the reality
Playing a game of catch up
Crossing the fault lines of belief
Begging comprehension
in the incomprehensible
Viewing the the cracks
The dualities and dichotomies
Awaiting their inevitable spread
Glossed over
in the reactiveness of destiny
Taking the leap
Crossing the veils
Embracing the infinite beauty
Surrendering
To the magic of the flow
A twisted and gnarled tree
Seeks the sunlight
A union revisited
Leaping through a comprehension
An unshakable belief
A moonlit dance
through the shadows
Into the light
prevails
in the separation
Perception
in the belief of
fact or fiction
Conditioned to the amalgam
of what preceded
On the merry go round
of the journey
Myopic flashes
Intersperse themselves
into the consciousness
of the reality
Playing a game of catch up
Crossing the fault lines of belief
Begging comprehension
in the incomprehensible
Viewing the the cracks
The dualities and dichotomies
Awaiting their inevitable spread
Glossed over
in the reactiveness of destiny
Taking the leap
Crossing the veils
Embracing the infinite beauty
Surrendering
To the magic of the flow
A twisted and gnarled tree
Seeks the sunlight
A union revisited
Leaping through a comprehension
An unshakable belief
A moonlit dance
through the shadows
Into the light
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Naked in Transcendence.......An awakening dream
The external vestiges and patina of garments are relegated into the darkness.
The being steps into the light of immortality as the beams pour over and immerse themselves into the skin, while the etched inked patterns begin to appear as a series of dots and lines.
The skin crawls with the vibrancy of a puma, fibrillating in the anticipation and expectation of the final moment of stalking it's prey.
The light intensifies in it's brightness causing the skin to become translucent.
The bones start vibrating as the denseness and opaqueness slowly disappear and reveal a rainbow of filaments, each sparkling in their own intensity.
Immersed in the radiance and bathed in the display, the being looks longingly at itself.
Above are the stars streaking their way across a twinned universe.
In the timeless vacuum, the bones regain their shape and the skin appears clothed and transcribed with the ink of transcendence.
Another moment.......
Another breath.......
The vigil is over,
The journey continues.
The being steps into the light of immortality as the beams pour over and immerse themselves into the skin, while the etched inked patterns begin to appear as a series of dots and lines.
The skin crawls with the vibrancy of a puma, fibrillating in the anticipation and expectation of the final moment of stalking it's prey.
The light intensifies in it's brightness causing the skin to become translucent.
The bones start vibrating as the denseness and opaqueness slowly disappear and reveal a rainbow of filaments, each sparkling in their own intensity.
Immersed in the radiance and bathed in the display, the being looks longingly at itself.
Above are the stars streaking their way across a twinned universe.
In the timeless vacuum, the bones regain their shape and the skin appears clothed and transcribed with the ink of transcendence.
Another moment.......
Another breath.......
The vigil is over,
The journey continues.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Falling through.......
Falling through the cracks of imagination as the enveloping darkness sheds it's light from above.
Encrypted messages parade and cascade the boardwalks of frivolity, undetected in the superfluous stimuli bombardment.
Mentors appear and disappear at will, leaving their residue of wisdom as the future building blocks.
In the silence of the forests, the sound of greed and chain saws echo as the future is eroded, one by one.
The crash of the surf on the shore scrapes away the subterfuge of illusion that persists.
Slicing through the ocean of consciousness, the liner crests the waves of destiny, journeying to source.
Monday, August 9, 2010
Crossing.......
Masticating mandibles
Stream through
The ethos and pathos
of another day
Feathers float
through a void
Gently etching
a fragile psyche
Iconic desires
Born in the hype of chaos
Forcefully thrust
into a present of wants
Stroboscopic flashes of insight
Caught in the flood
of consumerism
Glimpses
A running commentary
Caught in a rut
Fear
The old ally
Left to rot
On the ramparts
of history
The worn tracks
The past
Eroded
Replaced
The shifting sands
An alternate reality
Humbly acknowledged
Gracefully precipitated
Through the onslaught
of an illusion
In the sanctity
In the clarity
A moment
Of truth
Joining hands
Sharing commonality
Partaking in a destiny
Luminescence
In the spontaneity
Synchronicity
Opening itself to the portals
Reveling
In the moment
All moments
In the reveal
In the essence
Stream through
The ethos and pathos
of another day
Feathers float
through a void
Gently etching
a fragile psyche
Iconic desires
Born in the hype of chaos
Forcefully thrust
into a present of wants
Stroboscopic flashes of insight
Caught in the flood
of consumerism
Glimpses
A running commentary
Caught in a rut
Fear
The old ally
Left to rot
On the ramparts
of history
The worn tracks
The past
Eroded
Replaced
The shifting sands
An alternate reality
Humbly acknowledged
Gracefully precipitated
Through the onslaught
of an illusion
In the sanctity
In the clarity
A moment
Of truth
Joining hands
Sharing commonality
Partaking in a destiny
Luminescence
In the spontaneity
Synchronicity
Opening itself to the portals
Reveling
In the moment
All moments
In the reveal
In the essence
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