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These Words

Every Moment Is New

Focus wheels are a good thing if not overdone.
Residue of resistance in my vibration
Can be eradicated if I work them well.
But to focus too long or too hard is sheer hell.
It defeats the whole purpose. Indeed it will bring
The issue into dominance. What had begun
As a helpful solution turns out to be none.

Simple problems encountered are handled with ease
When the focus required is not too much to bear.
If after a good while, improvement isn’t seen,
Then it’s time to just give up and wipe the slate clean.
Starting over is done often. Rarely it’s rare.
Every moment is new to do with as we please.

Trying too hard at anything isn’t the way
To achieve what I’m after. A wonderful thing
Happens when I find out that I am weary of
The whole subject completely. Then, like an old glove,
I’ll abort and discard so that newness can bring
On the breakthrough that I need to get through the day.

An uncluttered space of pure desire I behold.
I’m fast forwarded there with a sense of freedom
To ponder big the question, “Now what do I choose?”
Since I am starting over, I’ve nothing to lose.
In the long run I can’t help but truly become
A being of wellbeing as it does unfold.

Leave It Alone

The Awareness Of Danger Is Sufficient

How do I want what I want, then Leave It Alone?
It’s by my feeling worthy. That’s all that matters.
If I keep asking the question, I cannot hear
The answer that I should when it’s perfectly clear.
While I stand in the absence, my big dream shatters
Into fragments of sharpness. Why am I so prone?

The reason that the life that I want doesn’t come
Is because I’m too stuck in the struggle and pain
Which I think will work miracles if I work hard.
Yet, in fact, all my efforting means that I’m barred
From the thing that I’m trying so hard to attain.
I know this, yet I falter. Why am I so dumb?

How do I set my thinking about it aside?
Well, there are a few things that I’m willing to try.
Distraction is a good thing. By keeping busy,
So the mind has to time to be in a tizzy
Over conjured catastrophes, I can rely
On the business of keeping myself occupied.

Going general is another way to leave
What I’ve asked for alone so that my vibration
Is a match to the frequency of the answer.
Life does often work out. I’m a better dancer
Through created momentum and my elation
For the process I’ve set forth that I may receive.

Everything That You Want

The Culmination Of Desire

“If I Want It, I Can Have It!” Say this one thing
About everything wanted, and repeatedly.
If the universe makes possible your desire
Then it can well deliver it. All may transpire
That you’ve dreamed of for ages almost instantly.
There is no limit to what your good mood will bring.

I know that it is entirely possible
To achieve what I want. I just need to let go
Of the yearning, and pleading, and long suffering.
All that crap doesn’t get it and means not a thing
In fact, those are big obstacles. It’s good to know
That my past failures are fully ignoscible

If I want it, I can please myself on the way
To its manifestation by milking the thought
And the feeling of having it right here and now.
It’s the best method known. I must trust and allow
I focus only on things that matter a lot
And keep track of how I’m feeling throughout the day.

The whole reason for the existence of the goal
Is to give me a fun and pleasing adventure.
On the path of my journey, small pleasures unfold.
I like knowing I want things to have and to hold
 Because knowing they’ll happen is sacred and pure.
Manifesting means feeling that, without, I’m whole.

A Tear And A Smile

The Faces Of Life

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.