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Invincible

Personal Strength

Believing is the momentum of practiced thought.
I would love to feel fresher in things that I think.
Is it better that fewer beliefs enter in
This now moment’s equation? And is it a sin
That I’m so overwhelmed that I’m close to the brink
Of eternal confusion where I’m all I’ve got?

It feels that I should do something – what I don’t know.
Cleaning up my vibration may be what is best.
How I do that is through my appreciation.
As I become addicted new life has begun.
No longer do I feel so alone and depressed.
Of the thoughts of my evil past I must let go.

The fresh feeling of satisfaction I pursue
In each God given moment for all that I am.
I’m aware that I created it consciously –
A state of deep contentment so that I may be
Receptive to life’s blessings and not to the sham.
There is so little real work that I’m left to do.

If I’ve practiced feeling satisfied I will be
More likely to be at peace when things are adverse.
Feeling for the sake of feeling gives me freedom
From the weight of conditions. I can overcome
Feeling that I’m the victim of some evil curse.
I may then declare my invincibility.

Knowing Truth

Becoming Informed

Harsh judgement for harsh acts performed as I am ill
Keeps the gate locked on unpardoned parts of my soul.
The prison I’ve created I deem adequate
Yet the enemies of me have cause to debate
That no gnashing sufficient is worth my parole.
That I’ve been such an asshole does my spirit kill.

My remorse is reality as is my joy
That the pain is made bearable in my belief
That I need to be punished more than I am now.
Is my healthy survival in trouble somehow?
From my own misconceptions I need some relief
Otherwise I’ll continue to hurt and annoy.

The world is just a word. It is I who exist
And I am capable of experiencing
Absolute truth, but I shall never attain it.
I am guilty of all the sins that I commit.
There is no way of reconciling this damned thing
Yet I must learn to deal with the thoughts that persist.

In the mind there’s a prism that translates pure light
Into many distortions. My illness only
Sees the trees – not the forest. I glean redemption
Through clearing of my faculties. As this is done
It eventually helps me to better see
Somewhere in all the darkness a future that’s bright.

Desires

Sweetest Spices Of Life

I can create realities, each different
Than the other, and I don’t need anybody
Else to kindly agree with me. That’s up to me.
Satisfied I am mostly with all that I see.
Life has caused me to tell it just how it should be
In the way that it keeps me just shy of content.

Life, I know, hears what I say and feels what I feel,
Having had my acquaintance for so long by now.
Yet the question is always, Where am I in all
That I’ve asked since I’ve been here?
It hasn’t been small.

All that I need some help with is how to allow
Earth’s bounty to consume me in ways that are real.

All that I want I do not have, and it’s okay.
In the purest vibrational form they exist.
This day has been a good day. I learned a bit more
How to look at life not as a hard karmic chore
But a marvelous mission where souls may enlist.
Tomorrow I’ll do better than I did today.

Tonight’s rest is forthcoming. As I drift to sleep
I’ll attract nothing thought wise. This shell I vacate
To let forces of nature do as they are meant.
There’s no reason why I can’t be much more content
Than I was for today and maintain such a state.
I’ll start off on a good foot. My wholeness I’ll keep.