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Those Internal Callings

What most people regret when they come to the end
Of their journey on this earth is that they did not
Have the courage to live the life they were meant to.
We are all destined. We each have something to do
That’s unique and of value. You can do a lot
More than you may believe. Your doubt you can transcend.

Most people are living their lives just to fit in.
They are doomed to follow somebody else’s rules.
Most of us don’t allow ourselves the freedom to
Listen to Those Internal Callings that come through
To the surface of consciousness. They are the tools
Of divine inspiration and not those of sin.

The most important thing about being inspired
Is to understand what the word inspired does mean.
If you break it down, it means, ‘in spirit,’ and so,
It’s a message from spirit. It’s good that you know
That you are spirit and that you’re senses are keen
In perceiving that part of you if so desired.

You don’t have to die to be in touch with spirit.
That’s because you are spirit. From that awareness,
Everything shifts. There’s nothing that you cannot do.
You have accessed the most exalted part of you.
What is it in this world that you want to express?
There’s no reason on earth that you’d have to fear it.

Communicate With Non-Physical

Sep23

Since my mother has passed she’s been blinking the lights
Everywhere I go to let me know she’s around.
I’m surprised and delighted to know that she can.
She communicates now with me much better than
She did when she was physical. What we have found
Is continued relationship and grand insights.

But is she or is she not communicating
With me? Or is my wishful thinking making me
More susceptible to exotic episodes?
If I ask these questions the connection erodes.
She exists still, and I am most grateful to be
Receptive to the truth. Peace of mind it does bring.

There can be no resistance in that vibration.
She is passed, and she’s not doing anything strange
Or upsetting. It’s best for me to understand
That the soul never ceases. This knowledge is grand.
It makes me more receptive to positive change
In my outlook which is of my own creation.

My mother is no longer the human being
That she was. Resistance, fear, and doubt are released.
Everything that we fought about no longer holds
Any interest so that whatever unfolds
Is of value. My feel for life is then increased.
I’ll adhere to this wonderful way of seeing.

What Happens After Death?

Jul2

There’s so much that is unknown about existence.
We are here but a brief while in this consciousness
That we know as daily living reality.
We know that our physical eyes aren’t meant to see
All there is to be seen. We do not have access
To the state we all came from. It makes little sense.

We who are called survivors are steeped in mourning
For the one who’s now missing from this dimension.
We have lost all connection for all that we know.
There is no way that we can express our sorrow
At its deepest. The only thing that can be done
Is to get back into the business of living.

The one who has departed does experience
Something absolutely wonderful compared to
What is here and what we feel and what they did feel.
The release from the heaviness they see as real.
It’s a dream they’ve awoken from. Their broader view
Is what we living miss here. It still makes no sense.

But from there they experience a life review
Where they feel everything they’ve done to everyone.
Once that’s finished they’re welcomed into a new world
Where all of their potential is freely unfurled.
We survivors see this not as a solution.
It remains a most difficult time to go through.

Soul Trap

Jul1

Through the contrast that happens here, it is easy
To be thoroughly obsessed with horrible scenes,
And what complicates things is the creative mind
That comes up with stories of the scariest kind.
Contact with what is unknown by any known means
Can be vague and fallacious to a high degree.

There are no negative beings with the power
To influence a person to do something wrong.
They’re contained in their own world and can do no harm.
If you’re having bad luck there’s no need for alarm.
There’s a practical reason, and it won’t be long
Before you’ve figured it out… far less than an hour.

We create our reality through our actions
Which are driven by our beliefs, and our systems
Of logic produce evidence that we perceive.
This will reinforce what we already believe.
There’s nothing in the real world that either condemns
Or administers sorrow for we wicked ones.

So, a trap is something that only works when you
Don’t know that it’s there. That’s how you fall into it.
The real trap is the story you are being told.
If you do not believe it you can’t be controlled.
You can use logic for maximum benefit
To dispel horror stories that some people spew.

The Choice Is Yours

Feb17

Motivated by money, power, and control,
The ego of humanity triggers decay
Of its terminal body. Madness and disease
Are the rhythmic death rattle. The putrid feces
That escape as it dies is enough to convey
That the human condition is less than heart whole.

The system is bankrupt so those now in power
Want to hold on to all that they can and to kill
Off a lot of people so that they can retain
Their control over everything. All is in vain
Because there are those who recognize their free will
To remain oblivious to things that occur.

People fell into too low a conscious level.
The human spirit once enslaved by the ego
Has long left. Narcissistic we’ve grown in mindset.
Savage capitalism is then a big threat.
The body is decaying. The process is slow.
Where in this is there space where the heart can revel?

We are all instruments of a higher power.
Mass psychoses and Kool Aid cults all must take place.
The cycle of existence – creation and fall
And eternal redemption – we go through it all.
We’ve the choice to be zombies or creatures of grace.
Is it so hard to figure out which you prefer?

After Death

Jan18

Consciousness is eternal. It’s all one can say
Without clarity suffering a severe blow.
From my limited perspective I cannot see
Past the game and illusion that happens to be
Something that I agreed to. I’m not meant to know
But a tiny bit – enough to get through the day.

Timelessness is a concept. It is also real.
The idea is for me. The reality
Is of infinite intelligence. When I die
I’ll awaken from time and space. Never will I
Not have worlds of experience. I am To Be
Here and now with my true self only to reveal.

But in order for existence to continue
There has to be some semblance of the illusion.
It’s more flexible and less rigid after death.
Yet this game I will play ‘til I take my last breath.
I do not favor Thanatos. I just have fun
Delving into odd places to entertain you.

Time and space do have meaning on the other side.
Life here is made of billions of frames per second.
Only one at a time I am meant to act out
Even though I’m projected in all without doubt.
It will be a new game when my soul is beckoned
By the force that begot me. I am satisfied.

A Tear And A Smile

Jun1

With my face I’m an actor upon the earth stage.
I would not exchange sorrows of my heart for joys
Of the multitude fruitful. I’d not have the tears
Sadness makes to flow from me to laughter and cheers.
With a tear and a smile I give faith to my ploys.
None of life’s hidden secrets shall cause me outrage.

May the tear unite me with those of broken hearts
And the smile be the sign of my joy in being.
This, the crux of the framework for living life well,
Can become just the story that I’m meant to tell
To the world that gave birth to me, and it will bring
Episodes that are balanced in all of their parts.

I want hunger for love and beauty to be strong
In the depths of my spirit, for I have seen those
Who are satisfied being most wretched and vile.
Sighs of those I’ve heard yearning and Longing a while
Are the sweetest melody that one could compose.
May the hunger consume me as I play along.

Vapor rises from sea water. Clouds they become
That float above and over the hills and valleys
‘til eventually they encounter a breeze
Then fall weeping their way back to rivers and seas.
To encounter life’s cycles with relative ease
Is a role I’m worth playing and where I act from.

A Check-In With Spirit

Oct28

If I write on blank pages with fullness of heart
And well-focused, is its worth far greater than if
My mind also is void of just how to express
How I’m doing in my pursuit of happiness?
When comes time that I tame the feral verbal riff
Spirit then will take over me as I take part.

To sit down and start writing is not a big deal.
Some folks struggle with writer’s block. I am immune.
I’m equipped with a motor-mind shy of a voice
Loud enough that folks hear me. Is it not my choice
To be part of the episode we all attune?
And is it worth recording the things that I feel?

Go ahead and just do it! If I should hold back
Then there’s something undone, and my spirit will yearn
For some kind of expression of what it goes through.
Every moment I’m writing yields me a new view
Of my life with more clarity and less concern.
It’s the best way I know to keep my life on track.

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