The Dualities.......Transformation.......

 
Progressions of a journey
The embrace of the dualities of self
A movement through transformation
Empowerment of the inner core
Spreading outwards
Encompassing all

Gratitude and enjoyment of what is
A childlike escapade
until the last exhalation.

The Dawning of True Freedom.......A Journey

A rooster crows at midnight in a pervasive silence which stalks the moonlt gravestones of emotions.

In the seat of darkness, limbering up and awaiting a moment, are the seeds of doubt and fear.

Having lost their battle, they bide their time in the darkness of their own creation.

These are not the seeds that were planted by an external source, in the absense of cognisance
They are the fruits, that persist with the resistance, that is offered to their presence.
Latent in their sublimness and feeding off the conditioning of oblivious denial.

To be able to obviate their impact and intention is the duality of treating it as a foreign body and the enemy.

The struggle in the recognition that they exist, is the beginning of a journey, where the darkness will only recognise the internal light.

In the duality of perception lies the key and the invitation to extend a warm embrace to the darkness..... the intruder, of a more perfect life, which is a hope lost on the invader.

To be able to choose the warm embrace, leads to the disarming of the enemy and the ultimate leap of confidence and self esteem, in the realisation that, the enemy is not the great plunderer, as was thought.

Without the emotional baggage, it is a facet of thought only.

This presents the opportunity to make the choice on how best to deal with it and not pretend thjat it barely exists.

To be blind is to take the darkness as an ally.
To be able to reach into that darkest place and fill it with the essence of light, of self.
To be able to surrender to the darkest fears, is to empower oneself.
To be honest with self, leads one to a space of creativity, instead of being reactive and reflective.

The rooster crows upon the breaking of another day.

The oppressive ravines and gullies open onto the wide open plains of opportunity and more choices.

Finally, to be able to feel and enjoy the true freedom of self and partake in the journey, where self is given freely , in the knowledge and knowingness of the ultimate destiny, in the healing and wholeness of all.

Rooted.......

 

Rooted
Capturing the essence

Taking hold
Persevering

Letting go
The illusions of conditioning
Regaining the power
Being vulnerable
Soaring ever higher

The Abyss of Light.......

A slaking of the thirst
Indelible desires
Wantonly
Pushing
Kneading
Shaping
Extrapolating outwards

Seemingly alone
Brimming
On a plane of compassion

Extrusion
Multifaceted dynamics
Leaving the corridors
Trekking.......

Through the dank alleyways
A confrontation
A subsidence
Pre conditioned notions

The loss of fear
The innocence regained

Endless streams
A consciousness
A greater awareness
Pushing the limits
Beyond
Cardovascular expansion
Neuron symphony
Working to the patterns
Exercising the flow

A portico of serenity
Echoing
Resonating.......
Through the universe

An opportunity
Raising the spontaneity
A cross roads

Beyond the pale
Leaving the rest
Beyond

An abyss of darkness
An unknown
Beckoning
In the crosshairs

Usurping the heritage
Reaching the definitive point
Surpassing each moment
In the joyousness of another

A leap of faith
Soaring
Against
The gravitational pull of self doubt
A moment of unreasonableness
Trusting
Believing
In the moment of the moment
Touching infinity

A survivor
In and through
The abyss of light.

Looking & Seeing.......

 
To see
To embrace
To assimilate
To be amazed
To be joyous
To pierce the veils.......

Each moment is precious
Seize the opportunity

Est......

 

It is
and
Always will be

The Voice.......

 

To hear the syphony of nature
Feeling the heartbeat
Coursing through the arteries
Flowing through the veins
Touching the essence
Flowing with the magic
And......
Being one again.....

The Message.......

 
Lost......
Resurfaced.....
Found..........

The Connection.......

 
The connection
The words
The images
The source
The flow

Closer than.......
the assumption of the reality

Floral Duality.......

 
in the line of sight
dualities of perception
offer the choice!

Ressurection.......

Grey skies
Release their wrath
Droplets of life essence
Free fall.......
to their destiny

Caught
in a swathe of wetness
Molecules
cling to clothing
Moistening the skin
Caressing the spirit
Facing their own eventuality
Dropping gently
unto a sodden earth

A greeting
from the heavens
An opportunity
A blessing
A relinquishment of the past
A surrender to the present
An optimism to the future

Choices abound
Serenity prevails
Waiting patiently.......
The long haul
On the journey
in the resurrection of self

The Clarity.......

 

Looking forward
Seeing
A rear view mirror of the past
With absolute clarity

Being in the now
A moment....
A connectedness
The joyousness
Illumination from within.

The Fluctuations.......

 
The journey speeds up
Subtle fluctuations
A tangible realisation
Of what is.......

A Turning of the Wheel.......

A turn of the wheel
An altered perspective
Each revolution
A letting go
Piece by piece

Without the vision
Without the whole
Only a part
Seemingly contained
Seemingly whole

Parts merge
Creating a larger whole
Opportunities....
Ingesting more of life
Still
Missed moments
Hanging on
The fear
The lack of...
The intuit
Through the conduit

Ingest all
A gormandising force
A voracious physical appetite
Filling the vehicle
With the letting go
The surrender

Another turn
Of the wheel
Greater clarity
Superior resolution

Each turn
A holding on
A letting go
A dying
A rebirth

The Table........

 
The table of life.......

Purley a manifestation and obsession with the physical
or
a manifestion of the inherent possibilties
on the road to infinity

The Moving Stairs.....

 
On the moving stairs of life
The urge to let oneself be carried away is strong

Using the momentum of surrender with diligence

Speaking beyond.....

 

Speaking
beyond the spoken word
Pursuing the essence of meaning
beyond the visual
Discovering the wholeness of self
beyond the narrow confines of self

Fur Baby.........

 

The tendrils
The threads
of our connections
Surpassing the visual
Overcoming the paralysis of superiority
Recognising the wholeness of creation

Ascension......

 
To dream
To expand
To go forth unencumbered
Searching for the elusiveness
A flame burning brightly
Within

Possibility......

 
The mirror of opportunity echoes the possibility in the reality of what is.

Pace of Change......

 

The pace of change is relative to the perceptions and expansion of a mind set.

The Symbols.......

 
Lost & found in the translation of perception

A Pregnant Moment..........

 
A moment
filled with the expectation
of a new life
New beginnings......

Seaside Reverie.......A Salt Spray Moment........

Salt spray collects on the open skin causing rivulets of water to cascade downwards, rushing forth to an unknown destiny, caught in the rush of gravity, filled with the adrenalin euphoria of a void, unthinking and perpetuating a cycle, while the lone figure remains motionless, caught in a moment of reverie, as the mists roll in from the sea, enveloping and caressing each part of the body of this sentient being of immobility, transfixed and unwavering in the onslaught of circumstances and the prevailing relevance of it's very existence, which was not always the case.

This being contemplates all the crossroads and the dead ends it has incurred, the joyous times, the laughs, the tears, the inevitable good byes, as the energy of the physical transmutes itself once again, the feelings of inadequacy, the feelings of physical strength, the feelings of walking on air, the invincibility of youth and the sudden lack of fear as the eyes embraced the details of nothingness in the mist and the being began to sob and add to the rivulets of the salt spray with the tears that gently flowed out of the ducts and caused a sensation, unlike it had ever felt in the past.

The tears intermingled and flowed and there was finally that sense of peace at last, and, as the tears were not of anger, not of sadness, but of joy and completeness, a knowingness in the moment of standing alone, a moment in the greater scheme of things, a moment where all that truly mattered was the simplicity of the moment, that was the moment , that the mists cleared and the being was cocooned in the glorious rays and heat of the sunshine and suddenly the feet started to move, one step after the other.

The being realised that this life journey had many beginnings and many endings and as it picked up the pace, a new journey commenced with greater purpose and the knowledge that the intention was half of the battle.

It was now that it needed to show courage and move forward, onwards, outwards and to infinity, if that is what it takes.

Real, Faux or Imagined........??

 
Regally draped
A fur
Real
Faux
Imagined
An undigested query
Open ended

Driving........

 
Watching me
Watching you
A reflection
A perspective

Momentary....

 
In the blink of an eye lies the suspension of a moment, which holds a perspective, only seen by the willing and the courageous;.

A Moment..........

In a moment all transpires~

A glass of champagne is lifted to the lips in celebration.
A hushed silence descends on a gathered crowd in the rewarding of one it's elite members.
A computer churns over the interest of an arms dealer.
A shipment of weapons ploughs the open seas waiting to disembark it's load of death.
A midnight call whisks away a dissenter of a government.
A child goes to bed hungry.
A child disappears.
A paedophile cruises the streets preying on street children.
A run away is raped
An unknown human dies of a drug overdose.
Modern pirates hijack a ship and ransom it.
A prostitute feels the chill of a wintry breeze.
A copulation takes place.
A hit man takes out his opponent.
A circle of friends gather.
A babies diaper is changed.
A baby is suckled.
A lion stalks it's prey.
A buck tastes the metal of it's own blood.
A hooded member incites others.
A fear grows.
Money men hatch plans.
A economy crashes.
Intelligence gathering gains momentum.
A natural disaster takes place.
A festering wound is opened.
A homeless person places their head on the sidewalk for the last time.
A person is subjected to torture.
A hall reverberates with the golden sound of opera.
A drunk person starts their own car.
An aggrieved, misunderstood and alienated teenager goes on the rampage.
An abused woman loses her front teeth.
A family share their love in a night time ritual.
A preacher reins in his flock.
A surgeon saves a life
A psychologist probes a mind.
A truck driver delivers much sought after aid.
A missionary helps the poor.
A dam opens it's floodgates.
A plant begins to grow.
A heat seeking missile finds it's target.
A person loses their house through default payment.
A child blows out his candles.
A mother gives birth.
A musician pens a hit song.
An actor receives their award for their contribution.
A husband receives his promotion.
A person slides into their own oblivion without experiencing love.
A stranger extends themselves in someone elses time of need.

Through each and every moment, in the darkness and the light, there is always the choice of the path, the courageous stand of integrity and selflessness and the way forward, to be able to do one thing, that could inevitably spread and change the world, despite the ever present gloom, that will always be there, and for those unable to choose the evolutionary path, to self and group enlightenment,no matter who, where or what they represent in the hollow and shallow perspective of a moment.

Blocks of Perception........

 

Encased in the blocks
Enjoying one's own perception
Restricted by the parameters
Believing the illusion
Enjoying the trappings of a fine cigar
Such is the confinement of the reality

A Plea....

 
Forests burn
Our mother
Our earth
Is raped

The plea for sanity
Once again ignored

In fragmentation
All destruction is possible

Hear the cry
Rally
To save
To salvage
To overcome

A Voice......

A voice is heard repeating this day after day:

O! SALAZAR
Lord of all around
Do you pretend!
Do you present me with only one reality!

O! SALAZAR
Are you really the lord of all !
If I am trust your guidance....your wisdom
Show me a sign


Many years passed....
One day while crossing the river, the man got into problems in the current and as his head dipped beneath the water, he caught a glimpse of a sign.
"NO CROSSING --AFTER MIDDAY"

The point to the tale is do not wait for the signs to appear.
Take the iniative and above all trust your own instincts without believing that someone else can provide an answer.

Through the Slipstream............

Walking
Sometimes running
Through the slipstream
Of one's life

Awake
To the ghosts
A past levitated
A present captured
A fullness of the gift
An unrepentant spirit
Waging a quest
In the passing of a second

All is relevant

The Perception of Possibility.......

 
A change in perception........

 

The impossible suddenly becomes a distinct possibility

How far is one willing to go?
How long is one willing to persist?
At what cost?