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Make An Impact

Be A Positive Influence

On my last day of living I won’t be concerned
About money, prestige, or power. I will know
That it was all a game – a grotesque illusion.
The impact that I had on others is the one
Thought that will agonize me. How can I let go
Of the feeling that by the world I should be spurned?

We are all on a separate journey, but the
Beautiful thing about our lives here on this earth
Is that when people die, their survivors recall
Not successes. In sorrow they remember all
The good acts of the departed ever since birth.
Have I shown love and encouraged sufficiently?

Success is quite important to me but more so
Is knowing that I’ve not walked this planet in vain.
Have I touched people’s lives in a positive way?
Am I bothered that some folks will cheer on the day
That I perish? No longer will I cause them pain.
Have I blessed lives? I truly can say I don’t know.

The effect that I have on others is the most
Valuable currency there is. Everything
That I gain in life will rot and wither apart.
All that will remain is what’s contained in my heart.
Life gives me who I am. All that I have I bring
To the table. I can be a satisfied ghost.

What The Universe Wants You To Know

All Is Wonderfully Well

There is only one consciousness that is for real.
All others are illusions the one contemplates.
It’s the best way it knows to express its selfhood.
To it, all there is to know is well understood.
But to each of its parts knowledge evaporates.
All remains as inscrutable as a weak meal.

You are in the exact place you were meant to be.
There is nothing off schedule. Your life is on track.
All the billions of others who find themselves here
Did come forth not to please you, yet some are most dear.
Don’t fall into the trap of eternal payback.
Look to the source within you, and trust completely.

The whole universe lives within each breathing cell
As well as in the outermost reaches of space
Which is being created faster than light speed.
You can notice the subtle ways your source will lead
You to what you’ve been wanting by infinite grace.
Relax into who you are, and know all is well.

There’s nothing you need push against for you to get
What it is that you’re after. No maneuvering
You need do to get into the right time and place.
Everything is on course. There is nothing to chase.
Radiate who you truly are by honoring
The lost virtue of selfishness without regret.

Write It Down!

Give It Permanence

There’s something everyone should know. Do Write It Down!
It is too damned important to not to do so.
You create your reality. Do Not Forget.
If you do, it is something you’ll truly regret.
Writing down things keeps us in touch with what we know
Should never be forgotten except by the clown.

People get sick of hearing this, but it’s so true.
I suppose it’s because life is meant to be tough.
It’s the mindset of most of us. Tales of success
Of the lucky ones preaching this stuff are, I guess,
A big source of resentment. Some don’t have enough
Of a grasp on attraction, so that’s what they do.

The vibrational nature of the universe
Is as real as the consciousness that it contains
As all came into being from one entity
Who must know all the wishes of everybody.
It is not necessary to go to great pains
To secure your fulfillment. That would be a curse.

It’s not all you may write down. Your dreams and your goals
Are vibrational structures about to take form.
Initial planning stages are solidified
In the mind through the process. You need but decide
That your worthiness is not a match to the norm.
 Be the one that your true self most proudly extols.

Your Real Work

The True Process Of Existence

When you ask, it is given. This fact is well known.
There are those who live happily ever after,
And they’re God awful many. Don’t make the mistake
Of thinking they exist not. Such folk are awake
And are full of wellbeing and wholesome laughter.
They’re for real and among us as their love is shown.

Your vibration is stable when you reach that place,
Having practiced your climate of maximum good,
Where you’re not as reactive to this or that thing
As you once were. Your newfound vibration will bring
All the things that you’ve ever dreamt, as well it should.
You have opened yourself up to infinite grace.

This world need not be stable when yours is intact
Because your tuned vibration creates everything.
People’s worlds are unstable, so don’t get your nose
Into those anguished places of issues and woes.
Staying true to Your Real Work happiness will bring.
The vibration you manage is what you attract.

But it never gets done. There is always contrast,
And you’ll never stop wanting. So on your life goes…
Happily ever after. Can this be maintained
In a world that keeps changing? Yes, if you have trained
Yourself into alignment. One dodges life’s lows
By the work done to put out a better broadcast.

Negative People

Out Of Alignment?

One could claim the excuse, “Everyone is this way.
All the world is uptight. More things get on our nerves
Than we can safely handle. So, why not complain?”

When in fact they’re just negative, though not insane.
Every step in the process of living deserves
Its own way of expressing its acquired dismay.

If I find myself caught in the midst of a few
Who are ‘not in alignment’ with all that they should,
It could only mean I’ve got a wobble in mine.
If I need them to act right so I can feel fine,
Misery will be with me, and that is not good.
All it means is that there is some work I must do.

They’re still in the hard asking mode, so they may ask
Really good questions. And I’ll receive the answers
A lot better. I know that I’m stable enough
That I don’t need conditions. The heck with that stuff.
It would be like relying on mood enhancers
That wear off without notice. One’s life is a task.

Giving folks the permission to feel what they must
Gives me also the ok to be negative.
All of it makes the world go round. All is a part
Of the whole of existence. Magnificent art
Is where one is more able to bless and forgive.
One need not endure torment. One need only trust.

The Women

Those Without Voice

No one else is there visible. Only mad men
Can be seen on the media and network news
Spouting off at the mouth or the weapon in hand.
Is it best that an ignorant world understand
What The Women must go through? It is they who lose
Having been nonexistent since heaven knows when.

Men who pass gas in public where there’s no escape
From their foul perverse intent are of the mindset
That their grossness is power that gives them control
Of most people’s attention. Their psychotic goal
Is to prove to all others that they are a threat.
Sense of smell is the wholesomeness they care to rape.

It’s a crusty old bastard nation in the eyes
Of the world cast upon them. Their arrogant ways,
Centuries in the making, have stale stunk the air.
Women had been breathing some real oxygen there,
And it’s not tolerated. Abusive mores
Among state and religion have integral ties.

It will take generations. New waves of women
With support of those worldwide pries open the door.
Once fresh air has been breathed, there is no turning back
To the ways of abuse and of constant attack.
Once one has tasted freedom, there’s wanting for more.
Women don’t want to breathe fecal air once again.

Blue Shift

Inner Sense Of Direction

Any decrease in wavelength across the spectrum
Of a country divided must show an increase
In the heart-centered frequency of its people.
Zombified, the deplorables haven’t much pull.
Skirmishes will be noted. The madness will cease,
And the saner majority shall overcome.

In the toilet of Putin a mass of feces
Sits and stinks to low Hades of worldwide abuse.
History has not written yet what will unfold.
The sick souls of a small group are bought and controlled.
Human weakness exploited, evil will seduce
Politicians of purpose with relative ease.

In the visible spectrum of light can be seen
All the colors that make up world that is known.
Universal expansion, from our perspective,
Is without and within. And the way that we live
Reflects pitiful light upon how much we’ve grown.
Civil Rights is the target of the hate machine.

Yet, my view is blue shifted. The bias I own
Is of someone who’s hated for simply being.
So, I’ll claim some authority. That is my choice.
Everyone in a free nation has their own voice.
If it don’t do a whole lot, it’s awful freeing
To respond to the bullshit in my chosen tone.

Love Is Enough

What Keeps Earth In Its Orbit

As the birth of the ego in real time is known
By the saving of daylight, no more do I need
To spring forward in righteousness. Love Is Enough
To free me from a state where I sweat the small stuff…
Like this world with its darkness and malice of deed.
The woods whine as the wane, yet few wicked atone.

All the while, it’s intriguing. The shadowy hills
Hide a beauty unrecognized without the stroll
Along paths made pursuable by pure desire.
Love can all on its own get forces to conspire
Orchestrated excitement. My feeling more whole
Is itself more important than learning earth skills.

 Wet and low hanging laundry – this world and its hate –
Puts its weight on the clothesline thus pulling it down
To the mud pool below it. Love launders alone
In the heart that is steadied by all it’s been shown
By celestial theatrics performed in the round.
Love at least has the good sense to let me create…

…And create I do freely. By now it’s a breeze.
Frustrating, negative, and too often too hard,
This void’s also fulfilling. The love that I share
Is the best way to offer the cross that I bear.
Will love ever allow me to let down my guard?
Effort is sometimes needed for feeling at ease.