Forever Expanding Awareness In Liberation

How long it takes,
For each to let it go,
How long it takes,
For each to see we know.

One,
In its many expressions,
Seemly held seperate by fear.
One through love,
Alowing the other to get near.

The experience of seperaton,
For ultimate union,
The experience of fear,
For Ultimate love.
The experience of something out there,
To know that which is deep in here.

Together we have come,
For love, and light, and fun,
Together we rise, eat, and sleep,
In harmony with the sun,
Together we are here,
Strangers merged as one.

Hold God’s hand,
In every stranger,
Feed God’s hunger,
In every meal,
Feel God’s love
In all you see,
Know that you are It,
That you and I are Free.

Yet another poem. Yes… Whilst looking for some old notes on my computer I found a whole lot of things I wrote on a little Psion handheld computer (the orginal and earliest PDA’s) whilst travelling about 9 years ago. These things are just collecting virtual dust here so I figure it’s best to make the available for interested people to read and possibly enjoy.

Blessings,
J

One day

As God,
I stand.
Heaven,
On Earth,
My beauty all around me.

As a tree,
Strong,
Tall,
Steady,
My feet firmly rooted in ground.

A seed,
Of Love,
I gave,
To all my children,
To plant in their souls and grow.

That one day,
Omega,
They might climb the great vine,
High up into the heavens within,
And sit, again,
With I.

Here is another poem I wrote whilst travelling in 1996.
Enjoy.

I sit, silently aware

In my En-lightenment,
I sit, silent,
Silenly observing
the waves of reality
perpetually permeating my
Being.
I await thee, dear God,
To awaken the full presence
of all that you are,
Throughout that which I am.

A short poem I wrote in 1996

The Original Sin

Passion becomes me
As I embrace thy breast in my gaze.
Love? destroys me,
As I stumble in its haze.

My desire to become torments me,
My adament belief in self, the cause of all my pains,
Yet, even in the light of such truths,
I hold tight to the darkness within,
This, the original sin

Caught between two worlds,
The world I see with my eyes,
And the world I know with my mind,
… the world I feel within my Being.

Caught between two worlds,
The world that knows who and what I am,
And the world that knows only what it believes,
… the world with which I’ve always felt at odds.

Caught between two worlds,
The tick-tock “reality” that believes all this to be true.
The non-ordinary reality,
In which I dance and reside,
Yet for which the people I see might think me “mad”
Or unapproachable, or something worse.

Such is life between two worlds,
In both worlds.
Day by day, these worlds merge,
The apparent “two” moving into One.

Here I am.
In this apparent world.
Yet here I Am…
Eternal, Immortal, Universal….
Now.
Everywhere. No-thing.

The “human RACE” is WON only in the NOW.
For here and NOW the race is over,
Complete.
Never was.
Just a figment of the imagination,
Hallucination on the grandest scale,
Projected from the mind of the One Self that I Am.

Here’s a poem I felt inspired to write.

“Since wars begin in the minds of men, it is in the minds of men that the defenses of peace must be constructed.”

From the preambe to the constitution of UNESCO quoted in ‘The Act of Will’ by Roberto Assagioli.

Father-Mother God,
What act can I take
That will truly express this love as it makes it way into form?
Tell me silently,
What words can I quietly utter,
Or announce out loud,
That will do justice to how I presently feel?

Touched.
Deeply—truely.
I stand here touched and moved.
So elevated in spirit,
Yet my feet so firmly planted in the ground.
Holy Ground. A sacred place.

Father-Mother God,
Of what can I do?
Naught. I know.
Just to stand here and feel.
To relish the unwaivering fact
That as a man amongst men, I am exactly That—
Truly a MAN amongst Men.
Like never before,
and forever more—I know.