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A little fiction to refresh the mind.

Clouds of Dreams.

“Write about the dream you see during wakefulness.” ~ Debasish Mridha; American physician, philosopher, poet, and author.

“With the known, you simply repeat the process. With the unknown, you access the new doorways to life.” ~ Roshan Sharma; meditator, self-help blogger, and author.

Deep beyond our thoughts and desires, our perceptions and feelings, there are waters of light, within each of our atoms, within us all, within all; and so, these spaceless and timeless waters of light refresh us, give us the inner energy, the fuel to create whatever we are passionate about in this physical life.

This can be called Wakefulness as it is the eternal condition of our souls, of what we truly are; and this is why we cannot fail at anything in this life if we train our mortality, our ego-minds and our corrupted bodies, to sail these illumined waters into the right direction, the direction of our dreams and goals.

The sailing of these waters, through patience and faith, with self-love and self-inquiry, shall awaken us into new perceptions and horizons more like the dreams we carry with us at night; such dreams of mystery and, quite often, new enlightenment into many things lived in our waking days, and dreams which carry the reality of our innermost beings.

You must trust your path then and not be swayed back and forth by the turbulent waters of your life, by the pressures imposed by your own ego and the ego of others around you; and you must hold on to your inner dreams and reach for strength and passion to endure the superficiality of this physical manifestation we call life.

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So, make your dreams wake, let them carry you along and manifest what you truly are, namely the fresh waters of light.

The fear you can encounter along your path is just the superficial manifestation of your physical life and not the reality of it all, because your dreams are.

Clouds of Dreams

And who are we? The conscious or the unconscious…??

And what is reality? The world of form or the Clouds of Dreams…??

And whoever said we are the appearance of a thought-form…??

And whoever said we are the very experience in the dream…??

They walk tired and frustrated amongst the myriad of shapes,

The shapes and colors in the vain places are all they see;

The dreams are real but far from the vain places they visit,

For the essence of dreams are within the shapes and colors.

I experience Clouds of Dreams while they try to see it with their eyes.

Dreams are eternal clouds behind the shapes and colors in disguise.

~ Asa.

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The Truth.

“All truths are easy to understand once they are discovered; the point is to discover them.” ~ Galileo Galilei.

The truth

There exists in the beyond a place,
Of no existence of time or space,
Within me deeper than my sorrow,
Belonging to no past or morrow.

Where the heart is pure and the word is weak,
Peaceful and eternal are the waters of the creek,
I will bathe my conscience and elevate my mind,
I will let go all impurity and outside poisonous bind.

This miracle is a place of divine essence,
Of these glowing waters I feel the presence;
For within me they use no words of woman or man,
For within me it magically emerges my life plan.

I meet no quarrels or disputes here,
The ego of myself and others I don’t hear.
The fete, the fountain of eternal youth;
For all here is the discovery of The Truth.

~ Asa.

Truth lights the heart and clears the mind

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Mind.

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“Meditation is not a way of making the mind quiet. It is a way of entering the quiet that is already there–buried under the 50,000 thoughts the average person has every day.” ~ Deepak Chopra.

Mind

It has been well said of the elevation of the Sage,
Whose mind touches the stars and feet the ground,
Whose wise finger points the Vastness of no age,
That his Mind reaches the Cosmic, Universal Sound.
But what is it that makes the Mind of the Sage…??
The world keeps dying and the people is blind,
The world keeps dying, lies, wars, hate, rage.
You see, the Mind of the Sage sees beyond this bind.

First it appears randomly within the dark space,
Then it is consumed by the pettiness and greed;
The thought begets an idea wicked and base,
When the heart dies, the ego of the world seeds.
But self-reflection is what the lowest Mind needs,
For it is to dwell and know your own dark room.
But self-reflection is where the superior Mind lives,
For it is where self-love and the flower bloom.

As the deer focuses on the lights and freezes in fear,
The Mind of man cannot see beyond what is allowed.
As the emergent world turns and produces a tear,
The Mind of man cannot see beyond the ill crowd.
The Mind must seek its own individual place
Far from the beliefs and deceits of the throng,
The Mind must elevate itself to heavenly grace
Where the Light of rationale is clear and strong.

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“Love is what shines over the trees.”

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Post date November 10, 2017
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“You don’t love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her.” ~ Anonymous.

“Secrets of the stars“

If you look deeper into the magic of the stars,
Within the cosmos and wonders of your heart,
That is where you will find the sight to know,
The eyes to see the sexiest part of a woman,
Which lies not on her body
Or pretty face;
The sexiest part of a woman
Is in the recesses of her beautiful mind,
And that is where she hides away.
The kinky side which shines in the dark,
The naughty girl which conceals dreams,
The eternal believer of the magic.
The sexiest part of a woman
Is in the silent secrets of the stars
That she keeps locked away for someone to find.

~ Asa.

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“The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see Nature all ridicule and deformity, and some scarce see Nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, Nature is Imagination itself.” ~ William Blake; English poet, painter, and printmaker.

“Love is what shines over the trees“

The wind carries the magic of the cosmos,
Yes, as it dances in your earthly mind,
Yes, as the morning dawn touches your heart,
Yes, as the birds sing in cosmic awareness,
Yes, as the lovely flower opens to the bees,
Saying, “Love is what shines over the trees.”

This cosmic essence is about us and them,
It is beyond the eye, the nose, and the ear,
And it raises the question of Infinity no one really understands:
What is that which you and I call Love beyond the petty sights…??
The Eternal Beloved knows, within us, the earth, the sky, the seas,
Saying, whispering with the winds, “Love is what shines over the trees.”

~ Asa.

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Under the moon.

“Men are like the earth and we are the moon; we turn always one side to them, and they think there is no other.” ~ Olive Schreiner; South African author, anti-war campaigner and intellectual.

Under The Moon

Our hearts dance Under The Moon so bright,
Angels sing as we hold each other tight,
Enjoying the experience of the eternal moment,
Two best friends and two lovers without comment;
Our eyes communicate what our mouths cannot utter,
Our ears listen to the sweet music of the river’s flutter.

Up into the mountains and away from the crowds,
Staring up into the heavens with no clouds,
We came through the path full of tree leaves,
Crossed the valley and passed the farm’s sheaves;
Seeing the open skies Under The Moon,
We sat upon the heart-shaped trunk hewn.

Blood within us boils as our hands gently touch,
For we connect in great measure so much,
For there are no words to describe our care,
The feeling so magical like walking on air.
And Under The Moon we become one soul,
Love shines through from within us as the goal.

~ Asa.

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Through our hands…

“Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called ‘Ego’.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche.

The Ego Dissolves

The red roses had nearly died,
The passionate youth had begun its cry,
As my heart rose with a poor beat,
As my ego had increased its bleat;
The winter was here and I immersed in pain,
Air terribly cold and full of memories the rain.
As I saw the cattle in tender embrace,
The birds in love under God’s grace,
The sky giving birth to the lovely cloud,
The currents whispering sweet care loud,
While I walked the lonely road
And depression within me flowed,
Felt I the sins of my mind,
Illusions of separation which led me blind.
You and I had grown apart,
We had neglected the pure heart,
Our pride and foolishness had won,
Ego as powerful as the loaded gun;
Our first meeting had begun red as the flower,
Then our eye deviated from the flame of all power.
Surely the one I was which buried the soul,
The one which took from us the goal;
You were the firm and steady rock,
Of this tender strength I admit I was the block.
But later my heart contemplated the truth,
Yes, Of the heart the passionate youth.
A wise lesson hidden under the painful story,
Your voice came to my mind and this was glory,
God throughout my form, the energy was intense;
The wisdom of love and the growth of character hence.
With the free flow of love The Ego Dissolves,
With the full expression of the spirit the mind evolves.

“He who treats his woman like a princess is a living proof that the woman who raised him is a Queen.” ~ Unknown.

Through our hands…
From many a travel beyond the stars,
From two passionate soul memoirs,
The energy which sizzles connection,
Profound love through our affection.

Through our hands we feel the stars so bright,
Into the cosmos the link when they hold tight;
The purest sensation of warmth and care,
The love incandescent which the souls bear.

The mysteries of Creation so vast
Meet not in the future or the past;
The present holds the secrets of All,
As our love dances in the Celestial Hall.

Through our hands the sleeper wakes into reality,
Into the horizon we gaze the heavenly totality;
The magic now overtakes us in sacred communion,
Love expands within us to make the purest union.

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The hole in space.

“Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.” ~ Buddha.

“On a cosmic scale, our life is insignificant, yet this brief period when we appear in the world is the time in which all meaningful questions arise.” ~ Paul Ricoeur; French philosopher.

The hole in space

I saw the giant and revolving door

Of great cosmic energy and no floor,

Out into the stars of my own existence,

Far above the world, a great distance.

Deep into the bowels of my mind,

Beyond all the beliefs of mankind.

I left all the torture and agony,

All the self-pity and blasphemy;

I became who I was all along,

The secret hidden made me strong,

It shone and then I saw it bright,

The peace and warmth, the light.

I packed conscience and truth,

More mature I left my youth;

Now I feel peaceful and truly free,

Walking through absolute glee.

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The Star Maker

The long path was dark and there was no light,
Extreme torture as my life seemed eternal night;
The long wait for a savior crippled my mind,
Ill depression had gotten my soul in a bind.
Stars they had told me shone in the sky,
But I was blind, my wings broken in twine.
Of acceptance there was no recognition,
My heart was suffering fatal perdition.

A beauty maker by craft of choice,
Once I had been an artist with poise,
Now I saw my lit tools to hell dissipate;
My mind wondered if this was fate.
It came one day as nature fed the eye,
As the wind did whistle and the bird fly;
The emotion arose as intense as it be,
The thought was veiled, the mind free.

Confusion and terror held me suddenly,
But soon I felt the moment most heavenly;
Then I saw the stars within me in their glory,
I remembered who I was and my story.
I had walked the path long before my form,
I was the fuel, the love, the peace, the warm.
I was The Star Maker and never lived in dark,
My thoughts had veiled the truth, the eternal spark.

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Rainbow colors.

“In the stillness of your presence, you can feel your own formless and timeless reality as the unmanifested life that animates your physical form. You can then feel the same life deep within every other human and every other creature. You look beyond the veil of form and separation. This is the realization of oneness. This is love.” ~ Eckhart Tolle; spiritual teacher, author, and public speaker.

Rainbow colors

Close your lovely eyes, look at the rainbow,
Beautiful and cosmic colors–how they grow…??
Left to right, colors of rebirth and peace,
Low to high, where all fear did cease.

The flowers bloom and the rainbow heals,
Warm sensation of nurture my body feels;
The eternal ether of love be the sensation,
Our deep love of no distance the emanation.

Through meditation the soul is free to be,
Profound love within us as vast as the sea;
For true expression is the colors in you found,
For true love in the universe is the Cosmic Sound.

You and I were buried in tender harmony,
That day of fate so wonderful in history;
The Cosmic Law was of one and the same,
Mental heights, mutual growth it became.

~ Asa.

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The Cosmic Substance.

“If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency and vibration.” ~ Nikola Tesla.

The Cosmic Substance

Through my body and mind,
Of all my thoughts the bind,
Through all I see and feel,
Of all healthy conscience real.

It was a precious dream I thought,
Quite the wonderful miracle sought,
Of a cosmic, vast presence,
Running within me a pleasance.

The Substance brought me light,
You and I were openly in sight;
Emanations so warm and soothing,
Green grass and flowers blooming.

Above us perfect sky deep blue,
on earth many miles a poetic view.
Our hands held in amorous motion,
Substance ran in us like love potion.

Fear consumed us for a quick moment,
Soon we felt the end of the torment;
There was never seen love in her eyes,
In me deep peace and emotional highs.

We were one and saw all as one,
Soon there existed no borders, none.
The Cosmic Substance was magical,
The change we experienced radical.

There is nothing veiled in society now,
Nothing in the world of form to bow;
For we felt bliss and saw free range,
For we saw true love without change.

~ Asa.

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The reflection.

“The course of true love never did run smooth.” ~ William Shakespeare, ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream.’

“So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.” ~ E.A. Bucchianeri; novelist.

The reflection

I was seeing myself in the reflection,
The world in me was full of tension;
Violence and arguments in constant display,
The outer world’s madness night and day.

Thoughts of anger threatened my sanity,
Beauty and obsession were sheer vanity;
Depression, people’s demands were upon me,
Worries of the future did not let myself be.

Love was a thing I never knew, never understood,
But beyond my self-pity my heart told me I should;
Experiences I had allowed to keep me down,
Past memories and rejections had me bound.

I had neglected you as a friend but you remained,
Your beauty, personality with my anger had stained;
Many moments I had hated myself in my own lunacy,
Poison in my blood was affecting my heart brutally.

One day tears of deep expression in your eyes,
They made me turn and see through my own lies;
There was absolute truth and divinity in your soul,
There was immediate light and truth as my goal.

I sensed my world moving forward into the light,
Not anymore held I society and man to that height;
Love was a new horizon in my life, now bells rang,
You made my reflection beautiful, now angels sang.

~ Asa Rodriguez.

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