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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?

The Sieves Of Judgement

Psychic Sifters of Truth

“There is someone among us who is unworthy,”
Said a young man to the old and wise Socrates.
“A disreputable person he is clearly.
When I tell you what he is doing you will see
That our group cannot tolerate folk such as these.
I’ve told you. You can take measures necessary.”

“Before I will do anything you must tell me
If what you say is true. Did you see it first hand?
Or is it only something that you overheard?”
Socrates asked the man who had only one word

Which was ‘No.’ “Then the sieve of truth it cannot stand,”
Said the wise one. “You may have to let this one be.”

“Will you tell me of something good or positive
About this man, or are you here to tell me things
About him that are nasty? If it’s the latter
Then it is best for you to ignore the matter.
The sieve of goodness cancels out your utterings.
Go about your own business and let the man live.”

 “What are you so excited about anyway?
Is it that necessary to come to tell me
Of this thing most upsetting?”
The man bowed in shame

And retracted his story which now seemed quite lame.
Before dispensing gossip will it pass freely
Through the three sieves of judgement? Take care what you say.

One Minute Away

An Instant To Eternity

All my work is to get on that high flying disk.
It’s the path that I know has the least resistance.
It is easier done earlier in the day
Before old thoughts and patterns do my peace betray.
In the morning while still fresh I have the best chance.
I can get there by feeling contented yet brisk.

The first thing in the morning I’ll take one minute
To remember who I am and where I belong.
Then I’ll think pleasant things about places to go
And about things to do that will help me to grow
In the ways of the spirit. I can remain strong
For that short length of time. There is not a dispute.

Anything that I can do that’s pleasurable
Is a thing that’s worth doing. In fact, it’s a must
For spiritual health and that of the body.
Thinking thoughts that are positive helps me to be
In a state of contentment and ultimate trust
That I will in this day be profoundly stable.

I’ve much determination in finding that place
Of the highest vibration that I can achieve.
It lets me know the good things in life that I’ve done.
Then a chain reaction of blessings has begun.
I can’t help sounding foolish and sorely naïve.
That’s okay as long as I am receiving grace.

These Two Statements

Absolute Freedom In The Knowing

Consciousness is eternal. It has no escape
Into mythical nothingness. And it is true
That what you ask is given. Sometimes it may seem
That it’s not so because you have low self-esteem.
You are out of alignment with that part of you
That is always and ever in the best of shape.

Focusing on what’s negative, like constant pain
That has made the body an unwilling hostage,
Is so easy to do. It becomes a practice.
And the more it is done, it is hard to dismiss.
It’s a manifestation that you must engage
To the best of your feeling for maximum gain.

A vibration is activated within you
Whenever your attention to something is strong.
How you feel is a most blessed indicator
Of vibrational content. As you attune more
To how you feel in each moment, it can’t be long
Before you will be living a life that is new.

Things can only get better. Write down these statements:
You can’t get it wrong – and – You never get it done
Anything that is never done cannot be wrong.
If I had enough talent, I’d make this a song.
Practicing your allowing is not only fun.
It can also be used for poor mood abatements.

Decide To Get Happy

The Only Choice There Is

There’s so much information about feeling good.
Tons of books, affirmations, and many techniques
Are available to me. The volume is great.
I can’t take it all in because I complicate
Processes when simplicity my dumb soul seeks.
Truly I wish that these things could be understood.

Can this Law Of Attraction stuff work out for me?
What the hell is ‘vibration?’ I need to be schooled.
These ethereal concepts are hard to digest.
Where the hell is my stuff anyway. I’m hard pressed
To come into alignment. Perhaps I am fooled
By my excessive efforts to finally see.

It’s not so complicated. All that has been said
About living a life that is most fulfilling
Is reduced to one phrase: “Decide To Get Happy.”
All the mountains of words and procedures can be

Understood a lot better if I am willing
To let go of the struggle. It’s all in my head.

I just need to Get Happy. That’s in the mind too.
I’ve practiced being ornery for quite a while.
I can best harness the Power Of Feeling Good
By engaging in all that I possibly should

To enhance my alignment and brighten my smile.
I can feel my way into a life that is new.

The Universe Is On Your Side

All The Power There Is

Frequently one-two-three punches into the gut
Leave a mess for digestion of life as a meal.
Sustenance insufficient, the dark soul adrift
In a fog can recover by making a shift
In the way it is thinking. Life can be ideal.
Yes, you can be in fulfillment no matter what.

Those who hang out in spirit, who used to be here
Among us in the earth realm plus many others
That we can never know of whose numbers are vast
Have no better thing to do but lovingly cast
Good vibrations upon earth. Whatever occurs
That is unwanted is only due to your fear.

You cannot be impatient although you may know
Absolutely for certain that you deserve more.
Let it happen without giving it all your thought.
Finding joy in the process, you will not get caught
In the trap of poor thinking. You are destined for
All the best that you’ve dreamt since a long time ago.

Those who believe in fairies and unicorns are
In their right minds by spirit who takes form in ways
That are meant to return you to who you can be.
Forces do work in tandem for your harmony.
On the wings of your wishes, spirit offers praise
And reminds you that all that you seek isn’t far.

Sure Signs

Proofs Of Providence

When does life happen for me? This question I pray
To whatever will hear it and give an answer
That I can perceive readily and understand.
Humbled by present circumstance, I can’t demand
That the provident forces do as I prefer.
My addiction to Sure Signs consumes me this day.

But I know that in good time the good life will come.
That I can conjure up enough passion in me
Is a manifestation that I can’t ignore.
Can I be satisfied with my not getting more
Than a wonderful feeling and be completely
In the state of receiving? This is hard for some.

When the words come right to me with relative ease
And the things that I write about start to make sense
To that self who is needy, it is a sure sign
That the things that I’m asking for soon will be mine.
But to savor the feeling of blissful suspense
Is to be still in lack mode. Not much will I seize.

My words are of importance, but only so far
As they give inspiration, if only to me.
I feel that I’m quite worthy to still be alive.
Though I’ve made some mistakes, I’m expected to thrive.
Validation I need not in order to be
In the state of acceptance of things as they are.

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?