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Amongst The Rest

The Outstanding One

Creation is activating a vibration
In advance of the manifestation, and most
People are activating vibrations based on
History, so the future is hard set upon
What has happened. We tend to be fully engrossed
With the past in its detail. It isn’t much fun.

The future keeps on being the same as the past
If no change in vibration takes place in the heart.
What is past will continue. The need to move on
From the present condition is why one is drawn
To profound dissolution. One sees a fresh start
As the only solution and one that will last.

Out of chaos comes complete awareness of all
That is not to one’s liking. It brings clarity
To what is most appreciated in someone.
In the parting of old ways the journey begun
Leads the heart to fulfillment. Be grateful to be
At an altitude where you’re unable to fall.

The relationship you want is in the process
Of becoming. This new story is viable.
Miserable excursions back into the past
Are to be blessed and let go. The brighter forecast
Is the one that you have made most reliable.
Take the edge off of your journey and don’t obsess.

Are Other People Real?

The Plasticity Apparent

This question that I must ask of my consciousness,
Wide awake and with focus upon humankind,
May be moot to most others who would call insane
Anyone who would ask it. Within their disdain
Is the key to the answer. Relief may I find
In engaging my asking, but not to excess.

People never are as I perceive them to be.
 Each of us wants to mold into specific shape
What we know through the senses. So, reality
Is just how I perceive it. And this I do see
As a fact most confounding. Is there an escape
From the pit of inscrutable uncertainty?

When connected to spirit, I see through the eyes
Of the source of all of us. The realer they are
They may rise to the image I see as their best.
They’re as real as I make them. This begs to suggest
That the eye that beholds others is just as far
From the truth, as imagined. My, what a surprise!

Chains of Pain are created through my observing
What I don’t care to look at, then adding to it
Some more doubt and confusion plus firm evidence
Of a flaw in the fabric of my existence.
The eye of the beholder sees what it sees fit
To be worthy and justified in its being.