Category Archives: Awakening

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In side

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A million soundbites hover

Between you and the sound of the night breeze

Licking the foreign trees outside

Between your eyes and the stars

This flickering, decaying phantom

Interplay of your mathematical curiosity +

Your linguistic addiction

Enough

Was a classical fallacy

The whole system is multiplicity

Our interior worlds,

The inner temple behind our eyes

The garden of our globe,

Our outer sanctuaries beyond our bodies

Let go of this

Meet me in a raindrop

Let the sun unwrite us

a new Decalogue

in dance.

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Beyonder

Go out
Look at sky
More there than you or I can ever describe

Out
Not just through window
It’s plain as day
The pain from these panes keeping at bay

Sky
Enter eye
So shy
But try
Pry yourself away
Now is the time to be
Out.

Go

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If need creates greed

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What seed can you plant
What spell can you chant
To reverse the curse?

A part rejected
Tribe-self ejected
Mourns, disconnected
Twitters for a look
Pages the endless book
For a face to grant grace
Where’s a human in this race
Who’ll suffer my shame and call out blame
As my oppresser
Fear of pain the worst transgressor of all
The scourge standing at the flogging wall

If desire could speak would you be meek enough to hear it calling out its lack
Not step forward or back
Meet it on your side of the river
With the giver of Life
Dipping from that eternal brew
The same dew they drew for you
Before you grew to know more than
now
The simple pleasure of present

Do you trust in lust alone?

When shown all your hardest shells
Which of those hells do you run back inside?
When you get there
How do you hide from those walls?

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The Beauty Of Sleep

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When you wake you return

To your body

That temple

City of shadows and lights

With your eyes closed

You prepare for departure again

To that mountain

That temple

Forest of shadow and sun

With your third eye open

Listen, princess

It’s a lie they tell you

The prince will not come to take you away

But one will come, 

To guard you while you fight

It’s an inconvenient truth,

Oh prince

Though you feel the safety of it in your heart

It’s the princess who rescues, as much as you

It’s the union and the distinction that saves

How can you stay here

In your body, 

Your prison

Hearing scratches at your door

Dear princess

They tell you lies from birth

It’s not their fault

They can only pass on what they’ve been shown

Here, 

This second

You dream you are reading

Words about yourself

Warnings, encouragement

Here,

Here

Wake with me

In your body you dream

They said you were royalty

They only knew half the truth

In your dream body you know

You are more than a human 

More than male, more than female

More than two, less than one

In your body you dream

You are all the eyes of every universe

You are more than a universe

You are less than nothing

You are fullness and emptiness themselves

And between

And everything else you cannot be

In your body

It’s you, 

Dreamer

It always was

You wake to your own rescue

You, in every body

Sleeping and seeing

Blinded and alive

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Life fights to exist.

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I say this to you using dead words, symbols that have exited my thought cloud via hands to computer to screen then somehow to you; and you know in some way they are dead. Written words can never be alive in the way you, human, or even a machine, is alive. Ideas are not alive in the way we are, bodily. We have to give them life somehow.

So here is your first chance: put this down, and go to the living.

Go outside, if there are living beings there. Breathe in air that living beings have created, from the breath you have exhaled unwittingly, perhaps, for others’ survival.

Go and stand under them, next to them, if you can find any photosynthesising friends. They have more wisdom and much, much more life than these words. Do you really think you can find anything in here that is more than what they can give?

I understand, though, if you find it hard to pull away from this writing. I was a word addict once, and perhaps I still am; ironically so, given my preference for spending time with non-verbal beings. I didn’t realise they could speak with the clarity and alacrity that I now appreciate, but I felt-

Enough. Have you left yet? No?

Too bad. I am ending this for you. 

If you really cannot peel yourself from this screen, perhaps you can at least close your eyes for one moment now and remember that 

you

are

alive

and all of the screen time in the world cannot compare to the riches you can find within even your own living mind. Close your eyes and ask your soul what it wants to show you. There are worlds waiting there for you to discover.

There are quests to complete, dragons to befriend, warrior moves to train yourself in. I’m telling you this to remind you.

Everything you have read, seen and heard is preparing you for this. The time is coming when we will all have to let go of this outsourced fantasy world we have created, and return to the real refuges within and around us. That is, if we want to live…

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Page Back

Black you page

Back there was an 


Instant you missed it

Sense for

Body 

Comfort, your alien 

Enemy friend end

Lasso for the future you

Their cries like wind,Mary

Contrary to what you were taught

Thought higher, respiring 

Toxicity, tears recycled

Too unlinear now, no respite

No edges, no end only

curve pick a point any

You

It’s still

Thorns
thin

skin