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Navigate The Splitting Prism

Handling The Coming Change

Everything in the universe operates on
Resonance of energy, and the transmission
Is from the higher mind. The body receives it
Like an antenna. It hesitates not one bit
To turn it into passion for getting things done.
The conclusion that it’s a good thing is foregone.

Energetic transmissions from the higher mind
Occur often throughout our entire time here.
Each of us is a prism that changes white light
Into visible spectra and novel insight.
When one becomes excited the vision is clear.
Creativity, love, and passion one will find.

Physical action is needed to seal the deal.
It completes the circuit, and the actions you take
Are aligned with the reality you prefer
Instead of wishing and hoping things will occur.
Your translation of pure light can never be fake
But the action is needed to make the dream real.

This is how you Navigate The Splitting Prism.
By acting on your passion you will become whole.
Everyday you move closer to what is ideal
But along the way you have the option to feel
The wonderfulness of life deep down in your soul
Where the purest of everything you need comes from.

Inner Sanctum Care

Self Maintenance

Am I wise for my many years? I’m still in route
But much further along as I digest each day.
I don’t know when I know enough. I know a lot.
And I’m grateful for all the good things I was taught
By kind others. I know that I can in this way
Try to live what I know and partake of its fruit.

The best piece of advice I was ever given
Is to keep an inviolate place well inside
That is pristine and safe from all negative vibes
That are otherwise present. My spirit subscribes
To the peace in this moment. I rightly decide
To defend that by which I am truly driven.

Harsh language and attacks of a verbal nature
Have no place in my sacred space. I will say no
To the waste of the circumstance and go my way.
I would damage my spirit if I were to stay
To engage such momentum. Nothing do I owe
To the sad situation. It shall not endure.

To Forgive is another lesson I have learned.
It means not that I want my transgressor to sit
At my table. It means, “I am done. Go Away!”
There’s no sentiment involved. Just have a nice day

And a life without me in any part of it.
Of what had taken place I shall not be concerned.

Not Everyone Gets It, And It’s OK

Trickle Down Enlightenment

First of all, I don’t get it. Let’s be more than clear.
It’s a thing that a lot of folks can’t comprehend.
Like a sense, it has subtleties huge and complex.
It is rigid in outlook with all due respects
To the best that it knows with no need to pretend
It gets it absolutely while ignoring fear.

If I’m tone deaf it means I can’t hear melodies.
In the musical world they are called intervals.
I cannot hear relationships between the notes.
Currently there are no viable antidotes.
With that kind of condition I’m caught by the balls
In a circumstance that feels a lot like disease.

One can also be deaf philosophically.
One who is rigidly logical in their ways
Must expect things to happen according to plan.
There is too much incentive to do what one can
To avoid knowing oneself so consciousness stays
In a state of stagnation unfortunately.

I may know all the words but not so the music.
The relationship between the cause and effect
Is that they’re the same process composed of two parts.
When I master this aspect enlightenment starts.
There is nothing that is known by mere intellect,
And deciphering oneself is no easy trick.

Eye Of The Bull

The Endangered Organ

The bull gets a wide spectrum of rap, as it were,
And it ranges from ascot to standard scapegoat.
That we separate bulls’ feces from all the rest
Is a perfect example of how we have stressed
Ill regard for this animal. Why we emote
Using God’s name or bulls’ waste is more than a slur.

The eye of any creature is something benign
So to make it a target for general use
As the favored expression for making the mark
Comes from some place within us that seems rather dark.
When I think of compassion I find no excuse
For condoning lame idioms folk think are fine.

 The collective subconscious is something quite real
And within it is all that defines who we are
As a culture and our attitudes about life.
The most absurd confections are crafted from strife.
It is shameful that some are not only bizarre
But they stick in the mind and affect how we feel.

Never on a level that is conscious to us
Does a notion discordant with natural law
Manifest. So at best I am wise to take care
That the words I express are most worthwhile to share.
I can’t make it my goal to nitpick every flaw
In the language I’m used to. Can that be a plus?

Toward A More Natural Order

Economies of Order

It’s a nonverbal language of lucid morphemes.
Acquisition or learning are possible ways
We may come to express what we see as our truth.
It is best that we learn how to speak in our youth.
That’s because when we’re young we put fun in our days.
We all read from the same book, or so it all seems.

Is there natural order to how life evolves?
Can we find a predictable sequence within
Spatial substance suspended adrift in the mind?
If the mind fights with nature, is it well designed?
All pragmatics, semantics and syntax are kin
To the global phonology as it revolves.

Language is as it should be… a social disease.
Subdivisions of virulence grow big in size
And compete for world dominance and point of view.
We become more programmable and less askew.
In the common collective we can recognize
How to become more fluent as our nature sees.