All is Well

All is Well

All is well as time unwinds and folds and curves

In a land of forgotten memory traveled pathways

The black pavement beaten down on this old road

 

To know the blaze and glory of the fire and the smoke

Ashes fill the potholes of travesty in this vessel made of earth

Into the depths a richness to be released as a fountain from a well

 

The fears they come and go as they try to scare as they pass this way

The ego pulses and radiates as if it were the ebb and flow of a mighty silent tide

The judgments pierce like daggers as if on the crest of a rumbling quake

The love without comes within before the rain of tears shine forth their iridescent ray

 

The torch of time quells the fire buried in the grave

To know we are nothing but a vein

The boiling of the blood in pain

To know there is a no purity in the save

 

The banks are full of vanity

The stores are full of lies

The marionette dance dies

The outer rank seek calamity

 

Soldiers march

Warriors stalk

Tick Tock

 

All is well as time unwinds and folds and curves

In a land of forgotten memory traveled pathways

The black pavement beaten down on this old road

 

The bridge of knowledge fills the gaps

The compass shifts the map

To recognize the traps

Paved on the battle fields filled with crap

 

3-18-97….to be continued….one day…….

 

The trees are full of gold

On the branches walk the fools

As the wind blows, they snap and break

As a whip is struck against the plank

 

The night bares down

Until time is torn

 

To unshade the Black

The armor must crack

To be released of the claws of death

The inner soul takes a new breath

 

All is well as time unwinds, and folds and curves

The treasure deep becomes unearthed

The whelps of disease are unnerved

 

Prisoners no more

Evacuees take flight

Tick Tock

 

United as one

In the radiation of light

One for all and all for one

Written in the early 2000’s

Does my God want me Dead?

Does my God want me Dead

My god wants me dead

He kills the opening of my heart

He turns my trust to dust

This god is no longer my God

For no man is God

And you are no longer

compared to God

You choked off my every breath

There will be stains in this aftermath

There will be blood on your hands

If I end this soul in hell

What good does that speak of your help

I am mortally wounded

I am dying

 

I feel in my heart

My heart opens

Pulsates with love

and in closes the door

Numb again

He says to trust

I trust

And bleed

in front of him

and goodbye

is what I get

I am stone cold sober

and I want a gun

I am mortally wounded

No where to run

Please someone

Put an end to my misery

 

There is no trust in Goodbye

There is no faith in Running

cowards Run

And Cowards kill

The coward is me

The coward is dead

Fuck off this fucking planet

The pearls came from me

And you are the swine

Who gobbled them up

This animal does not die in peace

You will crawl to find me

And I will not be found

I won’t be the one on the ground

 

4-23/1998

 

Notes in reflecting on this November 20, 2017

 

After well over a year of trials, my angst came to the surface and hit the pages…the weakness of suffering while the ego reared its head…and in that, the coward ultimately must come full circle to face himself and kill off his own coward-ness….just a part of the evolution of the trials…

The struggle too was I had wrapped my mind around the romantic notions in the Bible back some time around 1980…for wives to submit to husbands as unto the Lord…to love a man as though one loves God…and for husbands to love their wife as Christ loved the church. I thought this was such a beautiful romantic notion to love one another with such devotion, it was something I had wanted…to love with all, and to be loved with all care. The Ephesians reference is below that stimulated such thoughts…and romantic embodiment of such notions I had wished to aspire to affect.

 

Ephesions 5:22-25

22 Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord.

23 For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body.

24 Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.

25 Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it;

Then a few other places of related interest on marriage in the Bible with some gems for contemplation buried in the text…

Corinthians Chapter 7 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…

Corinthians Chapter 11 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…

2 Timothy Chapter 3 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…

1 Timothy Chapter 2 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…

 

The thing is in this piece I wrote, I was feeling so disillusioned for trying to love someone as though I loved God, and I had to come to face my choices…based on events. I was pushing away my love for this person from being at such a high state of aspiration, and was even questioning if this person was just a deceiver of sorts…and in the process was just dumping it all out…pushing it away….grappling with what choices I would make in the future…and of course I was a bit pissed off looking at it all… I was mired in disillusionment…trying to find truth…yet the ego rearing its head….an attempt to return to a safe place….(which was not the case at all…the ego always helps one go back into denial, and shift blame.)

 

So I had to query, DOES my God want me Dead? My reflexive mind, went into a tail spin, thinking, then you are not my God, and as a matter of fact you are no longer my God (to be loved as though I loved God is what I was referencing). Yeah, I wanted to kill that thought!

 

Yet, I will firmly say, one must be extremely cautious when such unrest is evoked, for the ego will play you…and you must realize too, our experiences all of them…if analyzed for truth could be necessary in pointing us toward truth…so in the invisible could it be, God truly directing us to not kill off our thoughts of loving God by attempts to see the divine in others and love the divine in them (especially when we feel they are failing us or our belief in them is failing us), but to kill off our thoughts of a selfish ego lost within its own delusions of being mired in its attempt to either quell truth from us or for us to find truth if we don’t get so lost in the process to put our heads in the sand and go comatose?

 

So maybe, just maybe it was the ego speaking….my god wants me dead….and maybe if the ego is killed, it would not be such a bad thing. So the irony is in seeing how the ego can trap one from facing the truth of themselves. And the ego makes one think they are protecting themselves, yet if the pain of choices is not fully dived into with a sword of truth, the ego will not cease its unrelenting hold to not be severed. That is the time to keep struggling through it….no matter the defenses…of the ego…the dragons we all must slay within.

 

…just as Jacob wrestled with God…and Job had trials of faith…and Daniel had to face the lion’s den…we all must go within to see where are faith is, and also query if it has been misplaced…by our ego…in order to conquer our trials…

 

 

The answer was no, it was my ego, my false sense of self that needed to die!

A Picture Speaks from 1992

A Picture Speaks from 1992

A Picture in the paper

of a lady holding on to a skull

Images of a Holy War

Her heart they tore

Memories gone

Her eyes full of tears

They’ve ripped her pain open

down to her very core

Wrinkles on her face

Never would have dreamed it would come to this

This deep abyss

Skeletons in a grave

They’ve killed the innocent and the brave

Men in homes

children shot in their kitchen

A place where they used to eat

They lie on the floor in a pool of blood

To weep a flood

Pictures in Time

a few months ago

The war rages on

What are we to do

Clinging to a bone

This was my home

To love

To cherish

To cleave

To hold

To not want to let go

See the grief

See the pain

She bereaves a skull

November 18, 2017

Note: I found this piece I wrote with the news clipping among my writings. I am still baffled why the human race does such horrible acts. My thoughts are as a New World, we founded doctrines to have tolerance for religion, then why all the killing and divisiveness, surely this is not the wishes of our creator, for crying out loud we are to be protectors of the Earth and its inhabitants.

Perchance the Old World could learn from the New World to honor each person’s choice as to what they want to believe. Yet, cannot the New World learn to honor cultural diversity, and stop raping resources of distant lands. We are in a global society now, can we not learn to put the past of war in the grave once and for all, and truly learn to live as one, with respect for our differences.

When any religion or system of belief espouses killing, should it not be our fear of each other we need to kill, and let God (or just actions alone speak for themselves) be the judge of each person’s choice? For crying out loud, if to kill for one’s God is at the crux of a belief system, the message has been totally lost…the message to conquer oneself has been totally missed.

To really honor God, or whatever you want to call the creator, should we not honor the choice we each have been given to make our own choice. Would that not be a better way, to honor “your God”?

The old testament may have been an eye for an eye, but even in that if one does wrong, he shall suffer it in his own being and ultimate soul, but the message was clear in the New testament…not to eradicate old law, but to evaluate a doctrine by way of example of how to be….whether one believes Christ is the way, or is just a prophet….to love one’s neighbor as himself…Certainly if men in their hearts could pick up this spirit, people might just be able to agree to disagree on differences, and seek where we are unified in thoughts.

(A dreamer I am…I guess…on this one, as I tend to think the territorial nature of man will always keep him at war…over his possessions or possessiveness.)

Man cannot act like a territorial animal and claim it is acting from a place of divine mind, stop the madness!

It is things like this, that unfortunately have continued to happen, that really make me question the human intellect.

Forgiven (A Contemplation)

Forgiven A Contemplation

What is it that it takes to be forgiven

Is it a word, is it a voice,

Is it a token or

Is it a treasure

Is it an approval

perchance a nod

signifying acceptance

Or is it rejection of what is bad

And what is bad

Why do we do it

Why do we stop

Why do we repent

Why do we err

What is the need to be right

Is it righteousness

Is it really God in us

Or is it fiction pressed on our minds

Yet the soul knows

There is a line

between the two…Right and Wrong

 

To be forgiven of our wrongs

Is to be forgiven of our rights

for they are motivated by wrongs (not to do them)

yet their need is so overwhelming

we sometimes are pressed to reject them (t00 many in denial of their wrongs)

How can anyone judge what is right and wrong

and what it takes to be forgiven when all of life is a process

Neither right or wrong (outside the duality)

Process is process its direction precedes it

and recedes with it as it passes

So does process need excuse….need forgiveness

What must I do to be forgiven

I am who I am based on my process in development

Things happen, life unfolds

To say when one is young he is not aware

is to suggest when we are old we are aware and the process is not complete

so yet we may hold more knowledge there is no way to forego the process

and the process is blind to your wants and desires (those deeply embedded subconscious motives)

We can be conscious and we are (at times)

but yet many times we are not actively shaping our will

and would living life be meant to be in constant fear of rejecting self

when self is what you are given to experience

Maybe to be enlightened at flesh’s weakness (takes time),

yet the soul resides in the flesh as of yet…(or does it)

This is the reality of what we know

Yet should we fear we are a mistake in process

or are we clay in process of being art

Are we being shaped for something far greater

Should we fear wrongness in our development and let that pervade our every thought and action

and would this not be vanity of a soul trapped in this fleshly world

Love is the key, yet we are told to reject self, yet forgive self

How can we forgive what’s deemed weak and meek

when we have to work so hard to constantly shape our will

we are given esteem in that it will be for ultimate good

and yes patience oft has its reward,

but when it is forced by our mind to attend to

are we really free and true at heart

 

How do we forgive what we hate,

what we despise

What we love, what we hunger for,

yet we suffer for

 

If my flesh is so bad

what makes it so good

 

If my mind is so lustful

why can’t it be bridled

 

Seduction feels too good to be wrong

Why should we feel guilt

when life gives us a natural drug

 

The power to love

If we are to love all

why must we love one

 

When the bond is broken

can it ever be again

 

Or does it wander or linger forever

Or does it just fade away

 

How can we forgive

 

When our hearts bleed

When wounds are never healed

We lure ourselves to believe

time changes and heals

We just get older and we forget

or we just change,

we become a little colder

more indifferent

So we don’t feel the pain

But is this forgiveness

What does it really

take to learn forgiveness

Yes, I guess it too is a process

neither good nor bad

Forgiveness makes for indifference (a subterfuge for our pain or shame)

I don’t want to be indifferent

The act to do no more harm

to one self or to others

is the action that is needed

yet does repentance need forgiveness

when repentance speaks for itself

how does one achieve atonement

when the mind is always aware of its deceit

no matter how saintly one becomes

the impetus often was born

in the process of awareness

to go and sin no more

Yet, is it wise to forgive ourselves

and whitewash our deeds

if by doing so

keeps us blind

to the pain

I say feel it and let it change you

and surrender

forgiveness to the Lord

Yet I have been told

the day you commit a wrong

you surrender your forgiveness to the victim

Don’t victimize yourself

yet keep in check your wrongs

and let them be the impetus

to keep you on the right path

and this cannot be done

when you become indifferent

or forget the pain you have caused

or let the perpetrator get away

thinking they have been forgiven

they need to know

their actions are not forgot

nor is the pain of their mistake

for that is what will drive a man to change

and maybe one day to be forgiven…

Leave the mistakes in the past

for that is the message

of putting on a new creature

lest you choose to wear your horns proudly

To focus on love based acts

is in a realm away from fear

fear not the truth of you however

yet let love guide all you do…

Pierce through the veil

and see it is all part of the process

for the flesh will never touch the soul

it is the soul that touches the flesh

 

1990’s

 

Notes on this (November 18, 2017):

When you figure out what the desire of the soul is then perchance your thoughts will be focused at all times, and actions will come forth where no fault can be found. Let the desire to be forgiven drive you there to become conscious in all you do, and step out of allowing your body to be a sponge for chemicals of the mind that are stimulated by worldly appetites. Let what goes into you create what comes out of you to be holy and pure, aside from vanity when the intellect and the heart become one of purpose a journey home to one’s soul can be embarked upon.

 

I wrote this in the 90’s and I am not sure I agree with it all now…they were just thoughts passing through, as I struggled often with knowing I had difficulty in forgiving another. Yet the truth of it all, is there are so many things I need forgiveness for. The pain at realizing my own mistakes, and wanting forgiveness in every cell of my body I feel was lit at times like a fire that constantly burned. I truly did sweat blood once when I was reminded about my failings continually for days, weeks, months, and years as I was being guided somewhat by my own choice to allow this forceful reckoning to acknowledge my wrongs.

Certainly there are some things we know are right and know are wrong. I think what I referred to are the things we just do automatically without thought…being a part of a process. We also need to realize love does have conditions, it is not about just free unbridled love for all manner of things. Of course that would need a discourse, however a small example would be…something like if in a relationship, you would want to trust your partner would be truthful and monogamous, for if they were not, love would get sorely impacted. Yet, if it were true love, one could say, no divisive energies would be allowed to enter.

Back to forgiveness, it is still something that haunts me…not only absolution for my deeds, but in finding forgiveness toward someone who harmed someone I love, for I am not sure I will ever truly forgive his deeds, for it has affected my entire life and the life of my child. Yet, scripture does direct us…to forgive lest we not be forgiven…and that has been a bitter pill at times, and a humbling one too. The onus became for me to just take accountability for my own actions, and that was enough to cause me to quake in my bones…it was so alarming…I felt like I could never be forgiven…and like I was the walking dead….yet I had to at some point, do as is often heard….give it to God. I find it hard to forgive others as well as myself…but the best way I can go forth is to try to be as conscious as I can without being vain, and without living a lie…to do the best I can to do nothing I would need forgiveness for anymore.

I am not indifferent, yet I still am a bit numb, for if I were to saturate on feeling it all, as I have in the past, I think I would bleed out a slow and painful death. It is said when we die, the souls we have harmed will have a say, yet that our creator will ultimately decide our fate. I certainly hope if this is true that I will be forgiven. I know that in the end, I would have forgiven all others, save for but myself. I think that is why I like the Sufi notion that to love eradicates karma…yet to really love and walk the path is its own road to discover too. So many mysteries…unless what is, just is, and what is let go, can just be let go…but I have a feeling it is a bit more complicated than that.

 

For you see the picture I chose is somewhat a reminder to not follow, “love what thy will” (that is not sound doctrine/it’s satanic written in the Satanic Bible), for that is the way to hell. Love has conditions, no doubt, as does forgiveness, and to be forgiven…I pray we all figure it out…

 

…and try not to fit square pegs in round holes, like some of the thoughts I had may have been attempting to do…with stating it is a process void of the dual nature of right and wrong!

 

I know the pain of being wronged has it stages, from shock, to sadness, to anger, to wrath, to mercy, and it can go back and forth with all manner of emotions. I think for me, I focus on mercy the most, and in focusing my energy on taking accountability for the things which I can control and that being my actions, and choices. It is a very humbling experience to witness wrongs, but if it is possible to look at them and dissect them to eradicate them from happening again, then perchance there is a purpose served.

 

And worth mentioning…I was being taught starting in 1996 to dissect human actions by starting with myself, and in the process I undertook, I was naive to a certain extent, yet had a willful spirit to seek truth, thus in the process, some thoughts whether right (conscious/awake) or wrong (unconscious/in slumber) would pop into my awareness to contemplate and sift through for truth…and naturally in that process…on some matters the deeper meanings were yet to be discovered…yet to get to them…often I had to work through illusions of denials, and excuses, to strip those layers bare. It is ironical that often through circumlocutions things go from being superficially simple (often babbling banter open ended discourses) to deeply complex to arrive at a simple universal statement of truth.

 

Forgive your enemies lest ye not be forgiven, could this mean if you are incapable of forgiving others the real damage perchance can be you alone cannot even forgive yourself….to begin to even ask for forgiveness of others?

Oh yes, often at the surface we will beg for forgiveness or plead for someone to seek forgiveness, but are we ready to be forgiven in the depths of our being, can we stop the undercurrent that put us in a place to take actions to be forgiven for, and when we ask for others to seek our forgiveness are we aware of the depths needed by them to seriously need our forgiveness from the depths of their soul before we grant it truthfully?

For, if a man is void of understanding the errors of his ways, he is doomed to repeat them, and those ways come out in a multitude of actions.

Dust to Dust

angelus_mortis
From Ashes in the Dust
To form a Phoenix
From your broken wing
And bend-ed knee
You came to Unite
In Flight with me
Too scared to keep Trust
Both wings I Broke
I am leveled to the Ground
My Heart it Rips
How could Love Send
Darkest Fears to Trip
Two Hearts meant to Mend
When trust takes a Dive
No Love can survive
Back into Ashes
I am Thrust
Dust to Dust
9-7-97
His hand outreached
I took hold
within the love
the grip of fear
the need to know
what to trust
I cried and tried to stand
I failed miserably
I am released
Back to hell
He sends me…
to simmer some more
Yet at the gate he stands and waits…
9-7-97
A song I used to listen to at the time by Poe-Fly Away

Fears ( A Contemplation)

staring into the mouth of fear

I wrote once the following:

Blossom

The flower of a relationship

if forced to bloom too soon

is like forcing a butterfly from its cocoon.

 

I was struggling with this concept of having no fear that I was being told to not have.

I did not even think I had fear, so I was perplexed. I had studied scripture for about 3 years through a Bible study I participated in through BSF, and had dwelt on this matter for a brief time in depth and then subsequent to that I would contemplate it from time to time. (Wrote “Are you Listening” and “Heaven Sent” back then.) It was somewhat foreboding reading Romans and studying it. That is when all of a sudden I started freaking out a bit about thinking how some actions can lead to derision from a theological point of view, yet in the process, I came full circle to believe if one acts with love after reading 1 John, there can be nothing to fear. I wrapped my mind and resolve around that concept, and dismissed having fears, thinking the solution was simple, just love…now of course I had not been able to realistically keep my mind in that space, for I had not even realized how fears were at the crux of some of my thoughts at the time. So, when I was being told to have no fear, I understood the inherit message, yet to be told by someone to have no fear, all of a sudden caused me to have fears, as I questioned why in the heck is this person so hellbent on telling me to not have fears, it really made me question their motives. So naturally, fears reared their head (Reminds me of Living Colour’s song….Love rears its ugly head https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-T…).

 

So this concept of No Fear spurred the following questions and thoughts:

No Fear – The struggle when detached from fear returns, could it be best to allow the fears – as they melt away – nothing is a forced will of detachment, so no later conflicts would arise? You can love and respect the tiger, but it is fear that makes our legs run. The survival instinct-fight or flight response-Stand and love the Tiger and get consumed. Is not survival based on the fear of Death?

It is a common thread I now see, for when one mentions to not have fear in speaking circles, often the very same argument to some degree comes up, where the premise inherent is fears keep us alive, and are necessary for survival.

 

Yet this is not realistically the case, it is our fears that will kill us. It is amazing how spiritual truths turn our notions upside down.

 

There is a difference between being cautious, and exercising caution verses practicing actions where from a subconscious place fears are motivating such actions.

 

YET, I still grappled with, well heck if the tiger comes at you, would that not be a healthy fear to get the heck out if its path? Then the question arises, is there such a thing as healthy fear? (Now mind you, I was being told to not have fear over loving someone, and it is interesting to note, how my mind went into survival mode as though I was being chased by a tiger!)

 

I took to sifting through scripture again this notion and concept of fear, what does the good old book say about this, especially in lieu of 1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear: because fear has to do with punishment. He that fears is not made perfect in love.

Then I stumbled in my search on to Proverbs 9:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding, which is also mentioned in Psalms 111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endures forever.

 

Now that is when I opened my eyes some years after accepting an innocent notion to just have love at the precept of my thoughts. I started thinking, crap if I don’t follow the wisdom of the Lord then perchance there is something to fear??? I felt these thoughts resound in my bones, they quaked and shuddered and I went somewhat numb at the thought, of how some of my actions in life upon contemplation may have led me to now have a concern. I never feared God, I always loved God and this concept of a loving Father. (Another easy choice for me, as a youth, for I had determined that if there is a Satan then there is a God, and if there is not a Satan, there is no God, and I would rather believe in God in case he exists, for if he exists then so does Satan, and I would rather be on the winning side of my soul, by believing in God. Plus, I had decided the simple moralities within scripture and commands were just basic sound advice to follow whether one chooses to believe in a God or not. Then you have Buddhist concepts of transcending negativity, and the notion of karma, and it all seems to have a unifying thread, that our actions will manifest the outcomes in our lives, whether there is an after life or not, so why not be mindful of one’s choices, for we have in our power to create a heaven or a hell concerning our existence in the here and now?)

 

Yet, this concept of fearing the lord is the beginning of wisdom filled my being to consider. I thought in my sadness knowing my failings I was lost, and would probably never be able to overcome the human condition that led me into errors. I truly felt like the walking dead, yet in my numbness I continued to put one foot forward, and keep on walking. Yet the path is narrow, right? So many thoughts were culminating….he is the way, seek the truth, and it shall set you free…the Christos concept to examine the examples of his life and teachings, along with examining the life and teachings of the masters…what are all these gems of wisdom alluding to…considering the feet are swift to shed blood, and their feet run to evil…so many examples and sayings to consider….then I found:

 

Proverbs 3:6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

 

So thus….my journey began…

to eradicate fear, guard my loins with faith, and surrender to walk this path….even in my humility, trying to correct my stubborn ways…being mindful to not be stiff necked…

Was I able to keep my vows I made to man, no not at all, but in earnest I have been working on keeping my vows to walk the path of love, the vow I made when called to do so…

whether it is folly or not….time shows me clearly it is not.

 

It is wise to use discernment, it is wise to not have fears, yet when faced with fears, make smart choices based on love based actions, even if it means running away from the tigers in life or in your mind that will devour you, or staring them squarely in the face…slaying the dragons that come and go, one by one…holding them up and eradicating them…for it is said many errors if not all by man come from a place of subconscious fear.

 

Analysis of some writings from the 90’s

Union – to be called upon the path of love to Discover

blake angel of divine presence
Is there a way to wear my sadness well when grief of past mistakes circumference me. The shadows of the dark encompass & fill the consciousness as a subtle yet stark reminder to be humble and to not forget the evil in me to continually eradicate at every turn of every new day @ every waking moment, to not fall prey to be lulled to sleep to walk in blindness but a duty to awaken and stay steadfast to stand to face truth, and be accountable to cleanse by that which will I may direct into me that is inspired by God to find peace, to find honor, to find servitude in the Lord’s mercy, grace & will in hopes of eternal salvation. For first always my acts I must address & recompense by eternal repentance, until my Lord, my God so righteously will determine the fate of my soul, that of my union!
Am I to hide behind a facade of flesh & smiles & illusory lies, is that what I must do to protect you. My moments of reflection are not yours to own, for mine they are to bare and so to me my each I own. Do not fret, do not despair, let me ride the thought as I may and know my love for you is independent in and of itself (the past) alone (it stands) yet influenced and shaped by that divine dictate. I hold true to always strive toward in aligning my will to be there for you, as I am not only present, I am past, and whole-fully mindful of the future we are as we cleave to be One.
You lift my countenance it is only my own faults to bare not of you that upon reflection trouble my countenance as I aim to go forward in Love by the grace of God.
3-25-2004 (Interesting, someone’s B’day)
Note: Upon deciding to search for an image for this, I searched union of the souls to find this picture by William Blake titled, An Angel of Divine Presence depicting…a union, ironically. *The 3 M’s & an O, and a path…
So much I can add to this that stirs in my thoughts….the picture….considering matters…Eve disobeyed, and Adam chose to leave with her…on a path of love…
She in her sin has to acknowledge to be led…women are easier for forces to tempt so it is said because they are made from the rib of man, but man is made from God’s image and breath was given to man to give him life, from which the woman was formed…hence it is said the temptation beguiled woman and was not brought forth to man, due to it being thought man was closer to God than woman, and the temptation would not have succeeded with man. Hence scripture reference for bishops to guard their wives as being the weaker vessel.
After being ordained by a minister and told to walk the path of love, amidst a union, I walked away from but held firm to the directive to walk the path of love, and have been trying to figure out what that exactly means ever since.
Discover
We have so much to discover,
so much to uncover
The union will grow deeper
As we heal our hearts together
The builder builds brick by brick
We shall create day by day
With hearts to cherish, honor and respect for one another
Upon the foundation of love we have found
A temple to sanctify and rectify all we are
A monumental attribution to the testament
Of the power of the sacred divinity in us and all around us
that united us upon this hallowed ground
It will be born from within us a pillar of spirit
Never material that can turn to salt
For what is created with spirit
Will endure forever more
Beyond the dust to dust of this life
Into the light of sustenance
That nourishes all immortal life
For love is life that transcends constraints of time
It is an eternal gateway for mortal man to rediscover the origin of immortal love
We have so much to discover
So much to uncover
The builder builds brick by brick
We shall create day by day
A witness of sacred unity
Bonded with love
1996

Distant Twin

Distant Twin

A man from a distant land

He sees my face and knows

That I am the one he has searched for all his life

 

His soul has been longing to meet his cosmic twin

She is a woman with the mind of a child

Entrenched in all her fears

 

He beckons her to come to him and to leave all fears behind

In love there is no fear, we agree, and yet how our two hearts bleed

 

Her soul has been in agony in want of the merging of an eternal bliss

He is a man of will and intellect

Philosopher’s eyes and poet’s heart

 

Together they come

And together they talk

Hand in hand they walk

 

Often in harmony

Dreams are shared

Often in pain

The dreams are shadowed

 

By the little girl’s crying

And the big man’s will

 

And often by the little boy’s cries

And often by the grown woman’s sighs

 

She carries inside

The pain and anger of the past

 

He carries within

The wisdom of the world

 

To cry and to die and to live and to breathe

All over again and again

 

Will we ever dream again…

In the distance

but close

my distant twin

 

02-28-1997

 

Alive in Death

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I won’t cry, but I lie

I hold up my chin, but inside I die

The love we shared is no more

It is so hard to let you be…

My heart bleeds in despair

To realize I hurt myself beyond repair

It is hard to face

A love never to be replaced

 

The vase that is broken

Longs to hold life…

to hold water…

to hold roses again

Their beauty to behold

The softness of their petals to touch

The sweetness of their petals to smell

The sweetness of their breath

Even the thorns that sting

and draw blood to delicate flesh

 

The shattered fragments too hard to bare

too hard to witness

Too hard to sweep away

For the memory replays…

The thoughts of love

The thoughts of beauty

The thoughts of life

The breath of yours in mine

 

To unwind the chords of time

To re-write every verse

To sing the sad melody

As for today, I drown in my own reflective melancholy…

 

Will I ever…walk by walls and brush my hand slightly across them and feel the love that has pulsed through my veins and heart…ever again? Will my chest ever rise at the breath drawn in that knew what it was to love and to be loved? Will you ever forgive me, and will I ever forgive you, and will we ever forgive ourselves? Will we ever be free to know love again? I won’t cry, but I lie. I hold my chin up, but inside I die.

It is hard to face the deaths that lie before me, for they are many. Will I be re-born and witness life through the eyes of a child ever again? I hold on in hope that I can discover how to find myself within all the pain…

The joys of pain to be alive in death.

December of 1997

 

 

Movements of My Soul

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Will anyone ever know
Why I love you so
They may think I’m insane
They only ponder it in vain
Will you ever know why I love you
And what touches me most about you
Will I ever know
Why I love you so
And why you touch me deep inside
Here I sit tonight and ride these tides
There are few words for me to speak
I feel the tears roll down my cheeks
The cool wetness on my face
These pools into my lips they lace
The memory yearns
As my heart burns
In the thoughts that clash
Of a momentary flash
When you reached out to me
To make me see
Advising me in song
Pointing out my wrongs
Lecturing me in act
With decency and tact
On the pillow your essence
Resting in my presence
Embracing the rain
On the couch your pain
Being cold to restrain
Directing your disdain
Protections did start
Distancing your heart
Yet, loving me in spite
Of my validating might
The memory replays
Thought of yesterdays
The magnitude evoked
The gentility of your spirit
The universe spoke
And we did hear it
In being a child again
God’s heavenly send reigned in
In my faith I wavered
And questioned the definite
Doubting the Lord our Savior
Looking for the hypocrite
To blind to see
That it was me
Will the dreams live
Amidst the reality
What will it take to give
Escape to a mournful fatality
Of your fantasies
Of my fantasies
Where do they meet in heights
To complete our flights
Will you ever know
Just how you touch me so
Will anyone ever understand
Why I stand in your command
In all the pleasures and the pains
And why I love you
Will you ever know
The movements of my soul
Will I ever know…
The result of my fears at hand
The justice floods forth a hurricane
I can’t fight it anymore
Travesties too great to ignore
Killing myself in the fight
Of this foolish plight
Slaying the innocent in my path
Leaving wounds of my aftermath
My mirror is full of cracks
In the face of what I lack
What now (my name) what now?
Who am I now…
When I see that all I have been is a lie?
So many times I have wanted to die…
Hiding in and out of meekness
At times I thought I was something
But in my weakness
I finally see that I am nothing
My mother’s tapes re-play
from long ago days
You are nothing
You will never be anything
Is that what I have become?
Or is that all I have ever been?
Just an empty sum
Can those feelings ever mend?
Tears won’t help me now
In this state of broken vows
Will love pull me out
Of this darkness I have faced
The steps that I have traced
In this battle of bouts
I can no longer resist the warmth of truth
My heart no longer finds shelter in the cold
I feel again
What now my friend?
You are the wise and bold
Who took upon the role of sleuth
Uncovering the damage of my youth
And showing me my untruths
I am so lost among the pieces
Of our past and present broken hearts
Can the wash of misty ocean breezes
Cleanse my soul of the damages I impart
Where do I begin
To walk out of the sin
That I have been drowning us in
The delusions of shadows are growing old
The shades of their illusions will not cover
The blemishes and tarnishes of my deepest stains
The sunlit ray
Has pierced its way
Into my heart of cold
In order to recover
A soul of Gold
That had gone astray
Among the sighs
A new breath rises
The shackles of armor fall apart
Away from this lonely hidden heart
I am reaching out to you
Reaching within I find you
You found me
Impossible feat
From nothing
I am found
God bless you
As he has blessed me with you
9-6-1997 7:14AM EDT