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Change Your Life

The Most Fundamental Decision

Disconnect from your busy world. Shut off your phone.
Power down your computer. Turn off the TV.
Sit your body down for a while, and close your eyes.
This is done regularly by people most wise.
Take a break from the routine so that you can be
Properly replenished. You must spend time alone.

Take some deep breaths and center yourself in right now.
Put you attention into the present moment.
You will have more energy with which to create.
After doing this little bit you will feel great.
When the mind wanders, as it will, do not lament.
Just return to the now. By now, you should know how.

Ask yourself, “Can I be defined by a vision
Of the future instead of perverse memories?
What do I want in my life?”
Answer truthfully.

Your are changing brain patterns most assuredly.
Decide on which emotions you would gladly seize
For your life moving forward into the long run.

Rehearse in your mind who you are going to be
When you open your eyes after meditation
Or when first waking up. What choices will you make?
You will be better focused while you are awake.
More efficiently you will be getting things done.
Keep this up and your life will change noticeably.

Change Your Life

Life Despite Contrast

There’s a life that needs changing. Perhaps it’s my own.
There are no others near me. It suits me just fine
For the moment because I’m at step number one.
The main part of my journey is now just begun.
To invest in a future, I must make one mine
And ignore the small detail that I’m way past grown.

There must be disconnection from all that I know
Throughout each day for some time to be connected
To myself and the present. Devices need be
Put into silent mode. Noting can disturb me
While I make it my goal to be redirected
To the self who wants nothing better than to grow.

Ask myself if I can be defined by something
Of a possible future or of the dark past.
What would I want to change in my life if I could?
Contemplate in a way that is best understood
To come up with a vision I know that will last
As the subtle brain tissues now start firing.

Personality is composed of these three things:
How I think, how I act, and the way that I feel.
I can change who I am just by changing one thing.
Clarity and conviction in life it would bring.
I believe that my future can be most ideal.
Much control I can have over what my life brings.

Change Your Expectation

The Openminded Approach

On the verge of a wonderful thing happening,
Most people contour and arrive naturally
At a strong expectation based on what they see.
We take what we’re observing too literally
That we pay attention to it and completely
Miss the best of what could be and all it can bring.

Scientists gather data. We think we should too.
We collect heavy batches and sort through them all
Studying and comparing, so what we expect
Cannot be any different from the subject
That is right in our faces when seeing is small.
We do not have to prove things like scientists do.

You keep noticing things. They keep manifesting
Just the way you predicted them. It’s a good thing.
Pay more attention not to things as they are now.
Set your focus right past them, and this will allow
Wonderful expectations that make your heart sing.
Impulse and inspiration this one change can bring.

Expectation can only be changed when you merge
Together the platform from where you are right now
With something that you want that is way beyond it.
You can know that it is a benevolent split.
Never mind what is not here. It will be somehow
And it all comes about with a sufficient urge.

Powerful Statements

Words Of Motion

Despite all that I’ve done and the hate that I’ve known,
All the pain is of no use while wallowing there.
I’m becoming more racist with each passing day.
God in heaven, did my spirit plan it this way?
Why am I so responsive and what should I care
That I’ve chosen to work this one out on my own?

I never held the thought that my race is supreme.
Hatred is like a chess game. I’m prodded to move
In some awful direction. I don’t play that well.
I end up believing that I’m living in hell.
Just because I am hated that does hardly prove
That I’m stupid enough to go to the extreme.

Now the veil has been lifted. There’s no more pretense
That can make of the stomach and bowels a disease.
It makes it so much easier to sort them out.
I’m at war but my mission is without a doubt
To pay more attention only to things that please.
I don’t care for the illness so this does make sense.

I can know who I really am no matter what
The state of my surroundings may happen to be
And from there I’m in touch with a peace that is real.
There is nothing more important than how I feel.
I have much control over what happens to me.
I cannot learn to live with a heart that is shut.

Perpetual Change

Inevitable Constant Motion

Nothing is permanent except change, it’s been said.
Sofa crevasses and pants pockets may contain
The answers to the questions that everyone seeks
Regardless of how people may think that change speaks
To the sensitive psyche. Does this sound insane?
If it does, you know that this message should be read.

“It has always been like this,” most people will say.
This excuse is a catchall for not taking charge
Of the things that need changing. Indeed they can be
Any way that you want them. One just has to see
From a far vantage point where the picture is large
And all possible outcomes are in full display.

You don’t have to keep regurgitating what is.
Things do change. They just keep changing to the same thing
If you keep focusing on the same thing always.
The world constantly changes. If for you it stays
In a state of stagnation what good can it bring?
Life is no prison sentence nor is it a quiz.

You can think about things in a different way.
Look at life through the lens of broader perspective.
Different places, different faces… same thing.
If you want change to happen then stop worshiping
Things that have been and are now. They’ve not much to give.
You have nothing but your inner truth to obey.

Last Chance

Those Who Will Survive

Ever-present black Friday is in the forecast.
Time is now of the essence. The need to act fast
Is apparent among us. The changes to come
Will turn out to be too much to handle for some.
Those who’ve learned how to deal with evolving contrast
Will still be here after several years have passed.

No one talks about sunspots except scientists.
They don’t make the news headlines for lack of suspense.
But they do exist and have a direct effect
On the system of planets. Most may not detect
Subtle differences enough to make some sense
Of what’s coming. So no preparation exists.

Behaviors will be amplified. Those who are meek
Will become even meeker. Those who are uptight
Will grow madder in their ways and more dangerous.
There will be time for action but none to discuss
Anything of significance. Although, we might
Make a difference in what is otherwise bleak.

As the wind blows, the plane flies most effortlessly
If it’s in the direction to where it flies best.
But if not then the pilot loses some control
And may crash. Yet the wind plays but a neutral role.
We may plan to be challenged and put to the test
And emerge more enlightened by what has to be.

Daily Mantras

Cyclic Retuning

Life is meant to feel wonderful. That’s why I came –
For the bliss and the harmony in the contrast.
I will carve out that feeling every single day
Of my life here on earth. There is no other way
To engage this phenomenon. I am steadfast
And determined to feel good without any shame.

When I say, “This is hard; I can’t figure it out,”
I should then hear the voice in the back of my head

Saying, “Do something different – any damned thing
That frees you from your vibrational offering.
Break the chain-of-pain curse, and do something instead
That will alter your mood and relieve you from doubt.”

There is no gain worth talking about while in pain
Because when I dwell dead in the heart of it all
I hold myself in absence of what I desire.
Unseen forces benevolent live to conspire
To support all I’m feeling. No wish is too small
Nor too large for their liking. All I may attain.

I’ve decided I’m worthy no matter what stain
Of a curse ever present. I know what I’ve done.
There’s no time left for guilt tripping, but for release
And of thoughts and behaviors that bring inner peace.
No longer shall I live with my soul on the run.
And my mood is the only thing I need maintain.

Can One’s Mindset Be Changed?

Can Hatred Be Reversed?

“What’s the psyche of those who…?” One fills in the blank
With the offense committed. Our identities
Set us ones against others. How can this be changed?
It will go on forever because we’re deranged
In that we’re a strange animal wanting to seize
Absoluteness of sovereignty distant to rank.

What’s the mind of the suicide bomber? Who knows
But the dead then crossed over and without the choice?
Humans must fight for what they truly believe in.
Animals protect boundaries. We may begin
To look hard at the future and try to rejoice
Yet we’re still just as animals, history shows.

When my space becomes threatened, I may have to kill
But I’d rather not do it, hence the paradox
Of the human condition. Beliefs that we own
Interfere with our instincts. That’s why we are prone
To such gut wrenching hatred. Our own growth it blocks.
Any nationalism means blood has to spill.

Can we come to the wisdom to end enmity?
If there’s no room in our souls for that to take place,
Then it will translate naturally to bloodshed.
We must kill off the enemy and move ahead
Which is why some think we can’t survive as a race.
It’s always been a struggle. We’ll just have to see.

The Hannitary Napkin

Neuter Hygiene

When old men have their periods nothing is worse
Than to be not protected from uncontrolled flow.
The obese orange faced loser while on the golf course
Needs assurance that when it comes out with great force
There will be someone nearby unlike Morning Joe
Who will peddle the bullshit. I think it’s perverse.

Their relationship decades in blossoming mode
Is not one in compliance with anything good.
It’s not by definitions that words have meanings
But in how they are twisted to mean other things.
Multilayered is the fist-fucked fabric understood.
Too much of it seeps through, and to none is it owed.

Long before there was fox news, people just used rags
To absorb heavy leakage periodically.
Nowadays there are assholes who know how to suck
Like the best in the business. This arrogant schmuck
Is the ear-to-rump doctor for his majesty
With accent on the ‘jest’ as in funny freak flags.

Worthwhile and cost effective for neuter hygiene,
This fine Hannity product is just right for those
With weak minds ‘liberated’ to only believe
Those whose craft is in essence to cheat and deceive.
Bigotry is a virtue. Those who dare oppose
Risk the wrath of the fabric that just can’t come clean.

Conquest Of Illusion

Getting Outside

In deafness to allurement by current turmoil
In the eye of disaster, the wise one is sent
Far beyond the illusion into deeper space.
What is needed is somewhere so one can erase
Tension pent up due to existential torment
And solutions consisting of rancid snake oil.

Spirit beacons the weary to find their release
Knowing that doing so is with difficulty.
While immersed, the illusion, with strength all its own,
Makes one feel disempowered. The heart turns to stone,
And while blind but to chaos, no hope can one see.
Vehicles of upliftment transport us to peace.

Sacred space omnipresent is reached by the soul
With attention unshaken by current events.
Much reconciliation is done from within,
And without the distraction, new starts can begin.
Sanity is one resource that this world prevents
From unlimited access, and such is its role.

Unwelcomed are intrusions that mock solitude
And perform acts unnatural, vile, and perverse
To one’s sense of self-worth and to feeling a part
Of a viable universe. Kindness of heart
Comes about by detaching oneself from the curse
And by keeping oneself in a positive mood.

Showing Off

Jewel of the Nile

Showing Off strength of leadership radiates charm
Throughout all the republic. Dispatching the news
Of a bright new beginning lifts everyone’s hearts
Except those blind to righteousness where freedom starts
And those still locked in fear with supremacist views.
Comes the day soon when they will no longer cause harm.

Alleluia! The Feminine is on the rise.
There can be no assurance that heaven has come
But at least much of hell will be put the hell out.
Fake women stand for bullshit. Their chauvinist shout
Is of whitewashed delusion as witnessed by some.
Being groped with full honors may open their eyes.

But true women are priceless if we value peace
And some semblance of fairness in all our affairs.
Intimate with the homestead and life’s basic needs,
Issues of most importance guides how woman leads
In a healthy society. Leadership cares
For the welfare of all and for worry’s release.

We could use a strong presence just right about now
In the form of a duo with lethal intent.
Both are fine superheroes. The woman will be
A formidable force for the public to see.
For the first time we’ll know what women represent
To wholesome evolution. To this I avow.