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From Fear To Curiosity

Curious Child

If you want to escape from your cage you must die
While you’re still alive. This means you must change your whole
Way of looking at life. The great master follows
His own nature and not all the folly that goes
Along with life. Your freedom is your only goal
And your own heart is the one you must satisfy.

A person who is truly good isn’t aware
Of his goodness. He tends not to accumulate
Anything but instead will give everything to
Everyone else. His kindness and wisdom are true
To his nature. He has learned to appreciate
All of life. Only love a good person will share.

The more one gives the more one receives in return.
That should never be the reason for being kind.
Kindness comes with the wisdom of feeling complete
In oneself. It becomes habitual to treat
Everyone kindly. One lives with true peace of mind.
No divisions among people does one discern.

When pursuing your passion keep kindness in mind
And in heart and let fear be a thing of the past.
Your can move From your Fear To Curiosity
When you see your life as an opportunity.
You were meant to feel good sorting through the contrast.
That humanity is interesting you’ll find.

Hip Pocket Philosophy

Thinking Statue

Intellectuals say simple things in hard ways
But artists say hard things in ways that are easy.
Does this have some significance to anything?
If it’s true then what manner of sense do I bring
To the world with my writing? I don’t want to be
Verbally enigmatic. But do I need praise?

If it turns out I’m needy then am I someone
Who will run from the rain yet take well to the sea?
Am I one who thinks of injustice only when
It is happening to me? What can I do then
To evolve into the person I want to be?
That I’ve erred is my life then pure retribution?

Poetry is what happens when nothing else can
In the moment. When the heart has something to say
It must say it in whatever language it speaks.
Self-expression is all that the happy heart seeks.
I can manipulate words as if it’s child’s play.
There is nothing wrong with my being my own fan.

About what matters in life I still am learning.
As a student I look up to those who are free
Of this schoolhouse and who also help me to write.
Channeling information brings me much delight.
Now It’s become my Hip Pocket Philosophy.
I trust that my desire becomes ever burning.

What Will Happen When We Die?

Upon Death

The soul is the essential nature of us all.
It’s the deeper mind. It’s the part of us that goes
On existing after the physical body
Is no longer a part of it. Naturally
We become able to know what our spirit knows
And what our spirit knows can’t be considered small.

God exists in each one of us. Every atom
And subatomic particle of everything
Is a part of God’s consciousness. We are distilled
From that essence. As such, our dreams can be fulfilled.
God’s nature is way beyond our understanding.
It is where everything in existence comes from.

The highest energy that we can imagine
Doesn’t come close to describing God. We have no
Words or concepts to do the job adequately.
Yet we’ve learned to experience divinity
Through spiritual practice. We are here to grow.
There’s no time like this moment for us to begin.

When we die we don’t die. It’s a misconception.
Yes, the body dies but the soul is eternal.
It will be on the other side then it will come
Back to earth. Remember that all being comes from
That which we know as spirit. We are supernal.
When we end this adventure another’s begun.

Definition Of The Soul

Blending Of Spirit

The soul isn’t a mythical entity. It
Is a powerful, purposeful essence. It’s at
The very center of who you are, but don’t think
That you are its entirety. You are but a link
In a huge chain reaction. It’s good to know that.
To its will we must all ultimately submit.

Your soul is enormous. It existed before
You were born and it will exist after you die.
But the you who is reading this and I who write
Are but our personalities. All our insight,
Intuition, and cognition will go bye-bye,
But the soul will remain conscious forevermore.

Every fleet has a mother ship – one ship that knows
Where all of them are going, and it sets the course
And direction for all ships. Life on one ship might
Be unpleasant but on another it’s alright
Yet the mother ship remains a powerful force
In the lives of all ships and their human cargoes.

A magnificent city afloat is the soul
And you’re one of the little boats. Storms may occur
But the mother ship knows why we’re all out at sea.
To stay in line with it is our reason to be.
You’re a ship with free will to do what you prefer.
Follow your inner meaning. It will make you whole.

So Now…

Final Recollections

Do I care about people? Do I have a heart?
Life has thrown me into a conundrum of doubt.
I write words to express, but they’ve all come and gone.
I have only my memories to reflect on.
All my life I’d been hoping to figure things out.
Now I know that I’ve been insane right from the start.

The phone vibrates. I tremble. I can’t get used to
Random contact by randomness of entities
That see me as a prospect for making a sale.
I respond but by now I’m as slow as a snail.
I arrive quite unsatisfied and on my knees
To repent for the things I continue to do.

There’s a leak in the toilet. It’s a reminder
Of my slow steady wasting of infinite grace.
Things could have been a lot different if I had
Been with my own a righteous family comrade.
All the sins I have committed now I must face.
I’m surprised that a random soul would call me ‘sir.’

Once the life force within me was ever so bright.
Unbelievably sturdy and fast on my feet,
I had time to waste… and I did, to my regret.
Is it true that I have not a single asset
Spiritual in nature or even concrete?
Can I find anything in this world I’ve done right?