Tag Archive | escape

Lose Yourself

The 'Self' Does Not Exist

Lose Yourself In This Love… You will find everything.
In This Love, when you lose yourself, all will be well.
Lose Yourself in the moment. Do Not fear the loss.
You will rise from the earth and meet up with The Boss
While embracing the heavens. In bliss you will dwell
With others who are like you, and may angels sing!

Lose Yourself and escape from this frail earthly form.
This body is a chain, and I, its prisoner.
 I must smash through the prison wall and walk outside
With the kings and the princes. No dream is denied.
Never mind what others back on earth would prefer.
Grieving over the loss of folks is quite the norm.

Find escape from the black cloud that does surround you
Then you’ll see your own light as bright as the full moon.
Enter now into that silence. The surest way
Is to Lose Yourself each moment of every day.
What is your life about anyway but a strewn
All about mess of memories that you accrue?

My own life is a struggle. For myself I speak –
Not for anyone else here. It isn’t my place.
I have been someone naughty and too often mean.
My own silence I run from. I cannot be seen
In the light of most others. Am I a disgrace?
One’s own self loss is personal and quite unique.

A Wedding Of Excitement And Laughter

Delightful Duo

You are full of excitement, make friends easily,
And enjoy having fun with family and friends.
You have many fine talents. Enthusiasm
In all things that you do is delightful to some.
But to all you’re a service on which life depends.
When at any work, you perform proficiently.

You two work well together and have lots of fun,
Which are one and the same. Versatile you can be
In the use of resources to make things work out.
You believe in your magic. There isn’t a doubt
That the outcome is fortunate. Life, as you see,
Is a captain and mouse game that’s always begun.

Your adventures, bizarre and completely absurd,
Are like snippets of dreamscape adorned in nonsense.
The collective subconscious is the reservoir
For the means of escape through creation and more.
Therapeutic it is to watch foolish events
Where the good ones defy harm, as it is preferred.

Gifts of enduring love, universal appeal,
And your magnetic chemistry offer release
Of the buildup of tension through healthy laughter.
The captain of one’s steamboat, what e’er may occur,
Is the spirit within who’s acquainted with peace
And is always the one in control of the wheel.

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.