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How Does Worthiness Fit You

Self Empowerment

How Does Worthiness Fit You? Try it on for size.
No one is more deserving of all that is good.
You are all extensions of pure Source Energy.
You should know that you all have the ability

To translate information in your humanhood
From nonphysical sources that are much more wise.

You have access to infinite intelligence,
But you have something even better. It’s your gut.
Your emotional responses all come from there.
It is your guidance system. You become aware
Of the next move you should make. Indeed it knows what
You may not know consciously yet still it makes sense.

Impulses you’re receiving all day every day
As the universe conspires to put into place
Every detail to help what you want to unfold.
You do not have to rely on what you’ve been told
About God and the strict distribution of grace.
Following your own impulse leads you not astray.

Life is being as good to you as you allow,
And it does want to be insanely good to you.
How would life be different if you really knew
Just how worthy you are? You would blush until blue
And there is nothing expected for you to do
But to live your life fully and stay in the now.

It’s Time You Know

The Colors Of Knowledge

Extensions of Source Energy into this now,
Every human – not just some – has access to the grace
Of infinite intelligence whether we know
This is always occurring, and blessings can grow
To the point where it puts a big smile on the face.
The only resistance is how much we allow.

So why can’t this place be more like Source Energy?
It resembles it some ways, yet deep in the spine
Of the human collective darkness must prevail
So that lessons are outlined in earth’s crusty trail.
Could it be that we are of another design
And that forces malevolent want us to be?

That would be much like hell, but this isn’t that bad
A symptom of psychosis. There have been far worse.
Wellbeing is the legacy promised to us.
And that we have a solar plexus is a plus.
We can do much to avoid conditions adverse
By seeing every soul as a loving comrade.

Can this be the solution? It’s time that you know
That the infinite universe conspires to
Lead you in the direction that answers your prayer.
Just be open to impulse and be more aware
Of the clues spirit sends to the best part of you.
With the help of such guidance our spirits can grow.

It May Stretch Your Skull

A Profound Mental Challenge

Problems should have solutions and questions; answers.
In a world most ideal that would be much the case.
But this world is imperfect. Among all its flaws
Is the notion that everything is run by laws.
Yet answers and solutions often come by grace.
As they manifest they become mood enhancers.

You’ve tried everything you know to get something done
But it just will not happen. You’re at a brick wall.
There’s a point where your will becomes too exhausted.
The confounding issue is too much for your head.
You may cry passionately, “To hell with it all.”
That’s the point where some enlightenment has begun.

There are two aspects of self. One is the ego
And its conscious and subtle unconscious power
The other is the natural organism
Of the psyche. In this world we need both of them.
When they’re well integrated the self will flower.
Giving up may be needed in order to grow.

It comes by inspiration, grace, or charity.
Integration of psyche and ego gives one
A colossal advantage in getting through life
Rather than balancing on the edge of a knife.
You can be the master of how your life is run
And it may stretch your skull just a little To Be.

Keeping Tradition Alive

An Effort Of Endurance

Cost of Being increases are not to be paid
To traditional artisans of India.
Expensive raw materials increase in price.
They’re lucky to break even, yet they sacrifice
Time and effort preserving ancient media.
Artifacts from this fort town are craftily made.

Molten metals are used and lots of chiseling.
The process calls for patience, for months it can take
To produce just one item. Focus and detail
Are the skills necessary. All at their avail
Are quaint tools and equipment, and for culture’s sake,
They offer to the world an aesthetic wellspring.

Melted pieces of copper and zinc fill the mold
That is packed using body weight with dirt and sand.
After buffing and polishing, bathing is done
In a sulfate solution. Each and every one
Has a signature color. They then etch by hand
Captivating designs for the world to behold.

  Wire is tapped into carved grooves. The rare soil they use
Comes only from the city of Bali. Therefore,
There’s a special uniqueness to art from this place.
Gig economies prosper but at a slow pace
In these times become urgent with unending war.
What can help such a market that’s destined to lose?

The Tragedy In Comedy

The Dichotomy of Drama

Charlie Chaplain, the master of simple laughter,
Did portray the ridiculous with certain style.
Audiences laughed with him because they’d relate
To calamitous circumstance fettered by fate.
Yet in personal life, this man rarely did smile.
Tragic was his existence as life did occur.

He would have no one know that if he had his way.
What he did was turn sorrow into a fine gift.
With immutable purpose and passionate drive,
Nothing but the most humorous he would derive
From his own purgatory to bless and uplift
Everyone. He’s an artform even to this day.

  Why is there seeming difference… laughter and pain…
All those pairs that make living a perilous ride
On a cruel roller coaster for just a brief while?
Nature is made of opposites – neither hostile
Nor in love with each other. They work side by side.
Life is bound by the physical but not in vain.

Dealing with all the up and down and black and white
Gives experience color. We know not the good
Until we behold evil. We strive to connect
To something not a part of us. The intellect
Sees danger in dichotomy. Perhaps it should.
But the spirit sees union instead of a fight.

Artistic Matters

Concern With Expression

To attract the attention of those who discern
Things of exquisite taste in the world around us,
One must do something different from all the rest.
Contrast, texture, bright color, and affect expressed
Is what’s unique and novel enough to discuss
And behold as a work of aesthetic concern.

Attracting circumstances most picture perfect
Is accomplished by going the uncharted way
To the creative spirit. Direct is the course
That the artist within you exists to endorse.
Beauty of the beholder is what’s on display.
Each comes half way in finding the means to connect.

Relations public and social facilitate
Wide exposure to beauty. Attention is ours
To the greatness of works of art plentiful here
When the eyes are made whole in the absence of fear.
Anyone who creates from the dust of the stars
Is endowed with the freedom to reach a high state.

Prominent are the figures who put out the best
In the eyes of beholders who are listened to
For their expert beholding of lesser value.
What is considered art, then, should give one a clue
As to which voice to listen to and what to do
To remain positive as spirit would suggest.

In The Background

Emerging Patterns Behind the Scenes

Curtain Call is the climax. I’m part of the team.
Bringing forth entertainment is bred in my genes.
From the time I was young my desire to shine light
On spectacular talent felt perfectly right.
I prefer open stages (over the big screens)
Where I’m close to the action. My job is a dream.

 Working well with most others and honing my skill,
I believe seventh heaven is what I have found.
Happiness is attention to every detail
To enhance the performance. There’s no room to fail.
Service is my own fine act while In The Background.
I can feel the crowd’s pleasure. It gives me a thrill.

And along with that feeling of utter success
I have much admiration for we who provide
Entertainment to those more evolved with regard
To fine taste and aesthetics. My work isn’t hard.
Rather it’s fascinating. It gives me much pride
To be with wholesome people unfettered by stress.

  Thank God for all the artists. The world they mentor.
Archetypes acted out are life lessons to share
On a platter of silver. The ones who partake,
And in uncommon comfort, will dream while awake.
Other occupations exist but none compare
To the one, over time, I have come to adore.