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A Productive Question

Interrogative Crisis

Life is a never-ending state of becoming
Something more than we are now. Nothing stays the same.
Life is always in motion. Change is natural.
Transformation of everything is eternal.
From the previous cycle the present one came
Yet the questions of time need not be mind-numbing.

You don’t have to have a death experience to
Become one with the oneness of all that exists.
You can do it through yoga or meditation
Or by doing something that’s exciting and fun.
Let yourself be happy as your spirit insists.
Anything that’s uplifting will benefit you.

You have an active vibration going on here
In the present, and infinite intelligence
Is available to you. What would be the most
Meaningful question to ask? Can you get engrossed
In the asking? When your emotion is intense
You can then be assured that the answer is near.

How can you move in the direction of what you
Can become? What is your path of least resistance
To all that you want? It’s not about getting there
In an instant. It’s about becoming aware
In each moment, no matter what the circumstance,
Of your power in asking for yet something new.

Architects Of Fate

The Projectors Of History

It’s a popular movie. Destruction and pain
Are what we as The Builders create at the drop
Of a hat or a payload. We each play a part.
Walls of Time is our tapestry. It’s a rough start
That continues its struggle, not willing to stop
Until armies on both sides are totally slain.

Nonetheless, all who are here alive and breathing
Are directors and actors in all that takes place.
Whether judged good or evil, each role that is played
Builds a wall that grows stronger. The price to be paid
For being too professional is some disgrace
Yet the cameras won’t stop. They just keep on rolling.

As the butterfly’s wings beat, they have an effect
On everything occurring throughout time and space.
Big and small are our parts, but each is important
To the fabric historic. On this earth we can’t
Live without able structure to fill with our grace
Mixed with something which is much far less than perfect.

Longfellow was a Wadsworth, whatever that’s worth
To the dick headed scholars who nitpick meaning
Spewed by those gaining privilege by circumstance.
Playing fields are not equal. Some don’t get the chance
To perform as a Builder. They do their own thing
With the challenge of maintaining some sense of mirth.