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Brave dreamer.

“Once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.”  ~ Leonardo da Vinci.


“You wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down.”  ~ American novelist, editor, teacher, and professor emerita at Princeton University.


 

Breath of Life

There is a place far into the essence of your heart,
The one where the real you and love lie never apart,
The one where the world of form and opinion dies,
Where truth is absolute and you can reach the skies.

When the world is foolish and chaotic the Breath rises,
When you are tired and full of compromises;
For the Breath of Life is always there on fire,
Just follow your dreams and what you admire.

Corruption and illness breeds in the illusion,
The common man celebrates the pollution,
They lack truth and love to create beauty,
But the wise man by self-love knows his duty.

There is no bliss if you stay chained to a thought,
There is no human expression that can be taught;
One must dare to fly, soar high above the clouds,
One must care about oneself and not the crowds.

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“There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.” ~ Friedrich Nietzsche.


 

You brought the madness

Concealed underneath the illness of the sane,
Chains of the dull society broken in twain,
The divine magic of eternal hidden forces,
The explosion of bliss within my vein courses.

She is the madness and brings the trust,
I the madness of love as the ocean vast;
Real emotions as the two souls merge,
Of spiritual attraction we are on the verge.

She was red as passion and blood of life,
I was lost in the tempest of my own strife;
There were signs which I ignored in my path,
There were moments for me in blind wrath.

Soon there came illumination from her divinity,
I felt peace, freedom, a profound love affinity;
My spirit did soar free as we felt the love so true,
Heaven was the feel in my heart because of you.

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A kiss taken

“A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.”  ~ Ingrid Bergman; Swedish actress.

The difference in essence between man and woman is that God-substance makes it so that they would inevitably—because naturally they should—attract each other.  And, in fact, is that difference which can make us whole again, as a family forms and everyone adopts their role.  We should embrace that difference which assigns man the heavenly sphere of wisdom, and to woman that glow of superb beauty, true love and devotion; although neither belongs exclusively to either one.
The truth is that both parts should have all of the above to succeed in the long run.  Fortunately for us, the beauty of a good woman, only if we men know how to appreciate it, can wake in us that drive and wisdom to be better men, better individuals, and better companions in all walks of life.

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Beauty, we see it. Music, we hear it. Fragrance, we scent it. Taste and touch, we feel it. Lovely words in communication, we feel compelled to follow if we ponder them and understand them.  But the soul senses all these and becomes one.

A Kiss Taken.

The stories of love are many,
Failed and immature as any;
Yet the spirit of compromise,
Strength and faith in your eyes.

Challenges of unhealthy nature arise
While the hopeless broken heart cries;
Friendships dissolved and forgotten,
Not true love, some illusion now rotten.

A new dawn emerged and we remained,
Shy at first but deep care was trained;
Slow emotions, love without rushing,
Evolving friends, we were blushing.

A kiss on the forehead meant ‘friend,’
A kiss on the soul meant ‘without end;’
Sparks were beyond the past memory,
Sparks were giving new loving energy.

You were the one shy and protective,
Of your blooming emotions selective.
That night from you a kiss was taken,
And both our hearts were shaken.

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“The Winged Spirit.”

“Poetry comes from the highest happiness or the deepest sorrow.”  ~ A. P. J. Abdul Kalam; Indian president, scientist, and engineer.


The Winged Spirit

Times of grief and deep misery

Of dark days in past history,

Jackals and wolves ruled the night,

Wicked men of pain were the sight,

Streets of great pestilence and crimes,

Taxes, debts, of people suffering times;

Hate and fear were the ones in power,

Love and peace did not exist, nor the flower.

Broken I felt my heart in those moments,

My thoughts were miserable torments;

My abode, my wife and children were gone,

Light had left me and to dark I was drawn,

My dreams had fallen into the obscure abyss

Where I could not reach and there was no bliss.

I walked the path of no return one night of fate,

Of death I saw shadows summoning the gate;

Then the path was illumined at far sight on end,

Fear held me at first but then it became a friend,

There was an explosion of light which I did endure,

The love expanded, the warm peace was most pure,

I realized something extremely bizarre and out of place,

Time had vanished, I was within no common space,

Bubbles and ripples were all about my formless essence,

My mind sensed deeply the wonderful quintessence.

Then there was deeper realization and I came to see,

I had died in pain but was now reborn in profound glee,

The Winged Spirit in the midst of pain and turmoil,

Ready to advocate truth and all men’s suffering foil.

My losses were then met with wisdom and true heart,

My fear and anger, misery and frustration had part.

 

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The game

Illusions are about us and all the time emerging,
Thought-forms and mediocre ideas without purging,
Men and women experience ambition in the mind,
They constantly plot all selfishness most blind.

Regarded I the coin of all treasure, the shiny thing,
I labored constantly like a puppet on a string,
Hurt was disguised as purpose, love was not there,
Misery was disguised as passion, stress I couldn’t bear.

Fleeting pleasures, incoming pain, I lived confused,
Society’s schemes, man of ignorance, I was used;
There was a brilliant light I couldn’t see at first,
Madness possessed my form, beyond cursed.

Love had been my savior then and it took time
To stop all anxiety and experience The Sublime,
For I elevated to the paradise of mental peace,
Because she found me the illusion did cease.

Realized then I was the pawn of the crude,
As the servant to the rich and powerful glued;
One lives as a puppet every day of his life,
I had awakened, cut the cord with a knife.

The game is thought by the ignorance of humanity,
Everybody desires happiness but cannot see vanity;
Love is the answer and the deepest connection,
Of the poisonous illness in life is the grand injection.

 

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The Everlasting.

“What you are, and who you are should provide greater clarity about where you have been and where you are headed.  Although one distinguishes spiritual from physical nature, the ultimate unification of the two is the consequence of the struggle for internal, external and eternal peace, true love, truth.”  ~ T.F. Hodge; writer, blogger, commentator, graphic design consultant, virtual assistant and author.


Awakening, illumination, deep understanding, is a wonderful and mysterious process; it can happen in a flash, in a minute, and in the most simple things.  And this is because this process of divinity does not come with the desire of our minds, of our egos, but this divine process emerges via Infinite Intelligence through the patience and non-resistance to the flow of life from our conscious minds, from our egos.

We must be receptive and open, very patient without expecting and obsessing; patience is divine and has the power to elevate our minds and light our hearts in perfect unity, in perfect harmony.
This will really open a new world unto us.

A New World

Stress, anger, jealousy, all darkness,
My form, my thoughts, were heartless;
My passions were unclean and weak,
My actions were selfish, ill, not meek.

Arguing, fighting, and protecting my belief
Poisoned my whole mind in time brief,
Rebelling, resisting, cursing people
Built in me hatred which made me feeble.

My old world was definitely upside down,
My energy was infecting the whole town;
My vision and understanding was not wise,
I was buried in pride and all destructive vice.

One day it felt in me like a exploding Sun!
I became so relaxed, for with nature I was One!
I cannot describe to you the beauty in the fish,
A New World of compassion became my wish.

This is extremely bizarre in its simplicity and I know,
But my new world of beauty did not have a foe;
Swimming with nature was a love expression,
My mind and heart united suddenly in connection.

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The Rose of Love

The Rose of Love I gave without hesitation,
You and I, different time, different nation.
Pockets of ether scared me at first as I did travel,
Mysterious energy around me I wanted to unravel.

It all was to meet you and pledge my love sincere,
From the letter and the story of your life most dear,
A jump through time for love has no deterrence,
In my memories I found our emotional transference.

The Rose of Love held steady and firm to greet
That beautiful goddess beyond time Oh so sweet;
There was no moment in time more precious,
God was upon our meeting most gracious.

I held you, became aware of our merging souls,
One godly existence beyond all romantic goals;
Now I know true love does not surrender to time,
Space or form, because love is the eternal prime.

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Soaring through the sky.

“You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.”  ~ Mark Twain; American novelist, entrepreneur, publisher, humorist, and lecturer.

 

Soaring Through the Sky

Through the portal of the flesh my eyes became clear,
The world of form seemed exciting as I did peer;
The colors I didn’t know but the intensity appeared,
The smells were strong and I the new world feared.
Such fear had been born out of my new senses,
Because I leaned on my mother for my defenses.
I was pure and free to create wonderful creations,
But as I grew up the ego came up with aberrations;
Beliefs, ideas, experiences, were all new to me,
Confusion expanded like the most turbulent sea,
And anxiety and stress got hold most strong,
The decisions and actions I took were wrong;
The turbulent sea shook me here and there,
And I suffered with my loved ones anywhere,
Many a time there was anger and ignorance,
Violence and hatred due to the false difference
Of skin color, culture, religion, notion,
But the importance of the being is the emotion.
My mind was rattled and the voices were violent,
I fell in the dark abyss where no one was silent.
One day I felt a light and found meditation,
Through inner contemplation felt I great elation,
Through drawing and painting, through music and writing,
All beautiful expressions far from fighting,
I found what I thought lost,
The pure child in me I believed tossed,
I then overcame my self-destruction,
I did not allow my ego to be an obstruction
Towards my mental elevation and pure joy,
I became a light unto myself and did stop the ploy.
Soaring Through the Sky my imagination was met,
The violent voices in my mind were finally no threat.

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What is it…??

 

The flaming spirit

Convoluted and confused my thoughts became when my eyes fell
Upon the form of the beautiful and majestic mare.
In front of me after I had awoken myself it was presented,
The intense color, the magnetic energy, the heavenly scented.
It took away my worries and fears as it reminded me of Her,
We had been best friends, her sudden death I did not bear.
Ripples in the air and warm vibes took over my form,
Something like love, good memories, bliss did swarm.
My whole mind flew over and understood the meaning
Of my loss, a deeper communion with my own being.
There were stars in the sky which shone bright that night,
As I had never seen before the Moon so bright.
The hours passed and the night came to an end,
My soul delighted now, it had been godsend.   

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What is it…??

The mind rattles in immense confusion,
It believes the grand illusion.
Is it a great idea, a religious belief, a passionate act…??
If it is, then is limited, it can die, that’s a fact.
The imagination creates thoughts everywhere,
Of you and I together;
But true love has no ambition, form or shape,
No hidden jealousy to drape.
Clothed in garbs of intense emotion,
It cannot be that notion.
What about passion and lust…??
No, they are finite, like wind gust.
The sage in me says love goes eternal,
It is within your own body, not external.
True love is of the wise,
The outer act is a disguise.

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Fire and Ice…

“When truth has no burning, then it is philosophy, when it gets burning from the heart, it becomes poetry.”  ~ Muhammad Iqbal; British-Indian philosopher, poet, academic, politician, barrister and scholar.

Fire and Ice, Love And Fear

Godly ripples in the ether of mind,
Rich essence of me without bind.
Monsters and ghouls as rulers behest,
Dark and confusing thought stressed.

My way and my step were under siege,
Life and Death my tyrannous liege;
I had fallen in the whimsical illusion each day,
The cruel devastation of my life I did pay.

She was burning coal and I frozen rock,
For two opposites met the imminent shock;
Love existed but my form never knew,
For fear within my wretched soul grew.

The clock had become my foe as well,
The rushing entity of misery in Hell.
The winds took a message in the fall,
You wanted to see me in the ball.

Anxiety and doubt filled my many day and night,
Fear had cursed my mind and it allowed no light;
Dreams of the fire that consumed my house,
The deaths of my dog, children, and spouse.

My face had been severely under fire,
But I was marked and living most dire,
And the wounds of my heart had no heal,
The essence of love from my soul had conceal.

A book of ancient mystery and great lore,
A bright and fateful day strengthened my core;
It told about poles and degrees of the mental plane,
How to transmute fear and reach a higher gain.

The fear stayed but let in some light then,
There was this new confidence from the wise man.
I chose to give my life one more try,
Perhaps developed I had the inner eye.

Danced all night with you and saw your smile,
That ball gave me an opportunity with no guile;
You were perfect in your dress by me near,
I took my lesson, Fire and Ice, Love and Fear.

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Colors in the wind…

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”  ~ Lao Tzu; ancient sage, philosopher, and historian.


 Colors in the wind

There is great wisdom in the wind,
Blowing here and there in spring;
Images and messages come to my mind,
Beyond words and voices, more than those two combined.
I remember the past people of mock and laughter,
They said there would not be love for me trial after.
 
But now I see colors as miracles which communicate
Peace and freedom, the warmth in the healthy fate.
Even the leaf on the tree blesses me,
The flower and the grass, the butterfly and the bee.
My step is of noble and forward move,
My heart is my guide following the groove.
 
Of the colors I sense in the wind which fill all,
The groove is your energy which does not let me fall.
I cannot see your form but I delight in your love essence
Which shines and warms my very presence,
And that is all I truly need to feel bliss,
My eyes are not blind to love such as this.

 

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The Conscious Ether (Between death and the next life)

Was I ever born…?? Was I ever dead…??
The faces always seemed so mysterious,
So unnatural to me, memories like poison spread.
I was lost and then found,
I was me and then you, I was confused;
My world was upside-down, the color, the sound.

The fear was gone, the bliss had disappeared,
But the colors, they remained enhanced,
The sound was beautiful, the vision had cleared.
My body was and wasn’t, but there was an essence…
Yes, an essence of peace and freedom I felt clearly,
A warm embrace, a conscious ether, a known presence.

Then it came to me, my forgotten past perhaps,
Or my forgotten Now. Who knows?
It called on my existence, energy links, summons, taps…
It was my aura the one spreading into all vision,
And then I visited other lands but never traveled,
For I was expanded in my conscious condition.

The darkness came and I saw another light,
Far into the distance I saw you,
Then you floated to me, an angel so bright;
The moment grew into sensations I couldn’t comprehend,
We were two but then one, I was confused again,
More than an angel, a goddess, a godsend…

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The Sexiest Part of a Woman

The sexiest part of a woman

If you look deeper,
Than the exterior,
That is where you will find
The sexiest part of a woman;
Is not her body
Or pretty face;
The sexiest part of a woman
Is in her mind…
That is where she hides away,
The kinky side,
The naughty girl,
The freak that likes to play…
The sexiest part of a woman
Is in the secrets
That she keeps locked away…

No one but a womandeeply in love ever sees the maximum of a man's greatness

 

 –The Shield–

Her love was now gone

That fateful morn dawn,

And I was feeling broken

Due to our love unspoken;

The insincerity had I brought

And hours had we fought.

 

The smell of her hair I miss,

Her smile, her playful tease.

Does she miss me…??

Where is she…??

If only I was so fortunate,

Be able to erase the argument,

She would be here with her smile

And I would feel bliss all the while.

But I must become the strong man

And woo her back with a plan.

Yes, my heart is now most revealed!

For true love has broken The Shield!

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The Magic Sword.

The magic sword.”

 

There was once a knight of vast courage and great might

In a world of absolute darkness and monsters of fright,

Who fought to eradicate the Forces of Evil;

And yet the incredible story tells of a great upheaval,

Of  cruel demigods and crooked magicians in the land

Who one night the great knight in a magic box they did strand.

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Hellish sounds and ghoulish voices tormented him that night of profound fate,

Without his freedom for several days and nights the suffering was great;

But, suddenly, there was a light which exploded and conquered darkness!

WOW!–  It was a beautiful sword, its glint, its power, its sharpness!

 

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The legend goes the sword indeed came from some place distant,

Forged in Heaven for eons the sword had been all evil resistant.

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Soon our knight was armed with valor and confidence again,

He grabbed the sword, through the use of its magic his freedom did gain.

When he left the dark box he summoned evil and fought without rest,

Banished darkness, brought peace to his land because the sword was blessed.


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