To channel inspiration
to its natural conclusion
is the talent which I need
to cope with life,
to move ahead, and
to contribute to the
saving and enrichment of
this world, my home,
in some significant way -
to find my place as
I act out my goals of
care and candor -
what I do
to give and bless
as I am able,
by the many
lessons learned along
the richly deep, if
Is it not worth all
prices paid, to build a
better heart and mind,
foundation of salvation-
culture's wiser inner world?
You've got one heart to give,
and we've got one shot to wake the living.
This world's going to find out in time -
you can't deny it if your heart ain't frozen,
trapped by what it "knows",
and you're ready to heal divides,
willing to search your heart and soul
for the love I now define:
I respect your soul.
I've got one goal:
My only wish is to dissolve those demons
eating you and screamin'
to protect your heart and mind.
If you are Love then you are fine...
"Is Caring To Relate With Pain?"
Paths of conscience,
caring just for self
or socially matured by
every growing care
emerging from the
suffering which our
souls deeply know,
these paths thus growing
to relate with grief
which others show,
and so we
see the tragedy:
good souls are
born of pain,
socially wise and
healthy, for they've
been through hell
and lived to
tell the tale,
relating well, in
time, with all
who bear their
kindred horror tales.
Immersed within this sea of stories,
just a part of time's eternal
tapestry of cultural exchange,
I let my thread reveal its
mark upon the infinite I change
by simply searching for the truth
in all of its proof of existence.
In curing self through understanding
and integrity of conscience,
I may co-create a legacy
for the betterment of all
who seek enlightened shift
of growing heart and mind.
I used to think that love was when
you just can't do without.
Then one down day it struck me,
what true love is all about.
The more I grasp and cling
to what I think I want, the less I see
that we don't need nothing at all
for this moment to be complete.
That's why I'm giving up the
heartsick crush of petulant desire,
so I can give of a love that's real,
from a heart that starts to feel just fine.
The power of positivity and peace
enables empathy in earnest
to translate the times through any troubles,
bringing back the best of
real relationships, redeemed and realized
in harmony and happiness, heaven's humors
all attainable for the affectionate and
world-warmingly wise, who work to
create conditions in consonance with
cares, concerns and conscience,
learning living lessons long
into lastingly loving lives.
We who work for a world worth waking up to, Give -
We give of our given time, Warmly,
Honorably, humbly, healing, for Harmony,
Hurts of esteem in the hope of subliming in Grace,
What was folly and fully maligned Mutually.
It's a test - coexistence, a choice, from mere Tolerance,
Growing toward empathy's Truth,
As we learn to relate and grow past petty Hatreds,
Becoming of greater community's virtuous Unity,
Goodness-aligned and with open-minded Potential,
Creating and making life what we want it to Be -
Where vision may take us, awakened, Enlightened,
Growing now ever toward Free...
"A Dual-Natured Soul"
A caring and a carefree nature
coexist in this old soul of
love for all who suffer in this
life of pain subliming slowly,
as I rediscover who I've been -
maturing basic drives
my maker'd forged in me
to build the goals of life upon
and thus grow up to
wise and ethical fulfillment -
purpose for a social creature
such as me and kindred
souls of such a range of
life experience and personality.
How we are warm in conscience,
hot when cold is seen as mean,
and such is just the way
a hero shines to meet the scenes
which truly matter in The All
and so to me.
It's a dangerous world for heroes;
yet, with heroes, it's a less dangerous world...
Who among us lives with altruistic aims,
with goals of greater good above all else?
Who among us is mature enough to glimpse God's knowledge
of what's right and wrong, beyond concerns for self?
Who among us sleeps well after any
day devoid of ethically effective life success?
Who among us cares so much that true cessation-death
does not discourage doing what seems surely to be for the best?
Heroes, holding heaven's hearts,
forever are we ignorant of being in your debt...
An altruist, truly high in honor's
self-sacrifices, done in love,
I see the beauty of
your virtuous intent,
giving, a grove, in metaphor,
of ultimate benevolence
when fate's fruition becomes manifest,
and great heart takes the body and mind.
"Of Unknown Futures"
What brand of hero am I,
I ponder dimly, unsure of the course
in which my heart may grow,
in which my life may go,
and which my god may show to me as
all the years pass by in such suffering -
what seems so inescapable, but for
the hope of grown experience,
turning into wisdom on just how for us
to feel more pleasure and less pain,
given the same life circumstance.
Will I only ever grow to know, though,
what my god compels within my soul?
May it be higher-minded joy.
If not, I'll cope the best that I am able,
all determined inescapably.
I notice each cause-and-effect,
when I am mindfully observing
self, fate-bound, I see, and yet,
of will, obviously, seemingly free, the
impact which I make,
expressing deeds, the seeds
of divinely decreed life destiny?
"The Cycle of Consciousness"
Focus fosters every thought,
through mood's affecting charge of spirit.
What you think of others' natures -
expectation, good or bad -
beguiles belief in theory-empathy,
which guides your social soul,
through the confusions of this life,
to understandings, wrong or right,
which make emotions of your cares,
compelling you with action-energies,
fixating into moods, if unresolved,
and thus our souls, they cycle on...
"Wisdom Is Hope"
We learn from the past, to build for the future,
and both in the-moment-that's-all-that-we've-got -
lessons of wisdom for lessening trauma
and boosting our happiness are what we're taught
in this way of essential outlook maturation,
a shift in perspective through ages of thought,
and through every life-stage of confusion resolving,
we're slowly discovering life's divine plot,
of souls which must overcome decades of trauma
to find understanding - all that which is sought,
so that they may teach students, life's living essentials
in the time that they're given, with only one shot
at successful salvation of tribes and of nations,
not handed to them and to us, but hard-fought,
all the way, until dignity, grace, honor, courage,
and warmth-toward-all-in-our-world has caught on..
Can it happen? Some say... May their faith
and experience guide those who've bought into
only the truest enlightenments known to our day,
to our tragically limited lot, of so many with so much to say,
caught hot by their thoughts which burn bright in the brain;
will they save us by finding a better, sustainable way,
or are we locked in mortally, destined to blot out the sun
and make human life untenable to sustain?
How I hope it will not end in just such a way...
What more is there which I ought to say?
How I wish that these words would not rot
in your memory's total and mortal decay,
but be catalysts for sorely needed world change,
of our hearts and our minds and the culture in play...
At what price is progress paid?
The fuel of possibility,
the work and thought of many lives...
The outcome may be life ascended,
death for some, or death for all,
which may well come as no surprise,
to those of us who've dropped the ball.
Can I be a unifying force
to find the cures and forge consensus
where there's such disparity?
Not before you're ready,
my creator might well say, and I agree -
the public sphere? Perhaps a ghostwriter I'll be.
My pleasure's not in fame,
but in what good my soul may free,
to heal our sick society,
of the hubris of authority
and the illness of aggressive apathy.
Oh, time will tell,
but I trust God's in charge,
so, que serà serà, and se la vì -
let's place our faith in our Creator
and ourselves - Humanity,
to set things right, in all sustainability.
"The Purpose of My Pain"
Designer of my life,
you let me go on, on my own,
and grant me nothing but the faith
and perseverance, to earn insight naturally.
Yet where's my self-esteem? I'm cowed in shame
and passively depressed, taking in the error of blame
that others vent at me, though I defend so earnestly.
May I replace this focus with a friendly mood,
so that I'll find some hope-fulfilling happiness,
built upon foundations of social skill success,
that's leading to a more intimate rapport.
What else may one good soul pine for?
Take stock in that which matters -
care and wisdom, grown mature.
"God's Toughest Lesson"
A life without challenges
seems hardly worth living,
so vacant the chapters
of such a soul's years.
I see: somehow hope, it
seems worth all the struggles,
and faint futures' happiness,
worth all the tears.
The deeper and wiser I get,
the more ready I am
to face life on
whatever God's terms.
So long as I'm learning
and building new insight
from passing existence,
forget my concerns -
"The Good In Any Evil"
I no longer wish to retract my regrets;
rather, I can see that I am blest by
my experience, painful mistakes
without which I would not know
how to heal the haunt, but rather,
I would simply turn away and
run 'til spent. What is it to digest
The Myriad of Suffering?
Is it to have Myriad Empathy,
vital foundation of relation,
that which any social creature needs,
a prepping for a life after this life?
I trust that this is just Phase 1.
So what would be Phase 3?
Omniscience seems to be
the destination of Phase 2.
Have I been there once, inside
the fugue of an N.D.E.
I was Awake -
how clearly did I see,
Motion ever true in perfect time
is only what we have.
What can I say that will bear true?
Alone/Together now we
start to understand each other;
only go with it if it's you.
Unchain your spirit.
Uncouth your mind.
Unleash your heart,
and you may grow to find
that there are so many ways to be,
so many things to see,
so many hearts to know.
"Empathy from Insight"
I learn, through introspection,
of the process of my soul,
and this informs my
best-guessed empathies for
those whose minds convey
at least cohesive traits,
at most, insight-expression
and what more is there
for those of us who've risen
beyond vapid pointlessness,
to pleasures of intimacy?
"A Soul Past Its Censor"
Simple spirit, bright and warm,
of friendship's subtle give and take -
we rise abundant from its love;
in confidence, we're free to be
ourselves - to let our censors go,
in time, and realize our worldviews,
conscientious, yet misunderstood,
in time expressible and cured,
developed just to live life right,
for that is such a being's cares,
and that defines every soul,
the vast diversity of how we
live our many lives' unique
journeys here and there.
Such high hopes and pressure to succeed,
I'm barely able now to find my inner voice.
Yet, here it is, beneath my insecurity,
in every syllable of candid honesty,
in every thought I own, as an
expression of my understanding's cares,
or what one may call "ethic-wisdom,"
culmination of my years as who I am
and who I've been that's led me here,
through this evolving introspection,
to enlightened view, past my naiveté
from dogma's fantasy, to understandings
much more likely to be true, so goes
my reasoning's evolving point of view.
"The Breakers, The Broken & The Open"
This world is filled with dominant egos,
clad in the armor of their certainty,
and those whose vital spirits
are broken to self-doubt's humility.
Yet there are those whose open
hearts and minds of care and
search for truth are built upon
foundations of deep ethic and
a belief's need for proof.
These souls, in process of
progressing, gain the necessary
knowledge needed just to live
life right, honoring care and
with the wisdom to spread joy,
not suffering, righteous and
synergistically in harmony -
whose lives do not
shame our humanity,
but reflect a higher-minded
soul-potential which our hearts
may know in high esteem.
The Chosen are of conscience,
for The Chooser needs The Incorruptible
to bear the burden of true insight's giving power,
balanced in agnostic forge of honor and consideration,
openly empathic through experience and active listening.
Wisdom, from this, naturally flows.
Wellness is fostered by the wise.
Harmony, from mutual wellness, grows
with all the love that's in our eyes.
Grounded and graceful, worldly and wise..
The heart of emotion is shown in our eyes...
The goals of relation and life-education,
foundations of conscientious socialization,
dictate how we grow in this life of such mystery,
built on such curious, dubious history.
Ever I edge to the cusp of the lie which is shown
as the vast and benevolent hoax God has grown
for our souls to grow up in and find wisdom through,
ever uncovering more truth; this is just what we do.
"Grasshopper," grasshopper, why not another name?
Morphemes connect to bequeath only logically,
that which we take for granted as we think and speak
only a sense of the word, the pre-conscious who dream...
Is there time in this life, for that which would be
tragic not to understand? I believe, yes, it's so, for
I've witnessed such miracles, with no other way to explain.
So there's purpose to every step forth, faith can know;
knowledge builds upon knowledge, and wiser we grow,
every mystery melting down past status quo,
as, emerging, we wake up to our only world,
how it is now, perfectly changing, just so...
"Life in Perspective"
Always moving forward, ever more mature..
Growing love and reason, letting conscience cure..
On a path to wisdom, happiness the lure..
Every lesson learned is a pain I must endure..
My god is conditioning me,
teaching me grace and empathy,
with the depth to conquer superficiality
and the pain to ponder pathos in profundity.
I'm growing up, upright, right now, learning to cope
and do my best to save, somehow, my only hope:
a better heart in a better world...
"A Better World"
In a higher, brighter mood,
I feel a faith in and forgiveness of
all consciousness ever existing in The All.
My stance toward evil:
simply act for greater good;
hatred is immature, but still -
let's take the bad guys out,
for the good of those
who'd bear their futures' brunt.
Others who do more harm than good
by bearing erroneous righteousness,
must learn to not jump to conclusions,
for potential victims' sakes.
It's simple, this distinction, this
attempt at should-prescription
for a better world.
"A Wish for Home"
To make this world a warmer home
for all of us to call our own,
my path is poetry and prose,
promoting peace with the unknown.
The stage is set for Harmony,
enjoined in purpose, far from free,
now gifted of a family
of intertwining Destiny.
A soul must grow find the light
and learn to simply listen right,
in softness, not a hard-core might,
to avoid life's misimpression-fights.
Communication skills are key
to building deep intimacy
or simply mutual levity,
to laugh away absurdities.
So, keeping on an even keel,
more in control of how you feel,
in grace, to reassess what's real,
emerging from all possibilities,
converging in new empathies,
a passive way to learn to see,
through to the hearts which
we must, in life, relate with,
for Happy Home...
Summoning to mind the homes I held
in heart as just where I belonged,
the home-ness lost to life's great
changes, warms me like a hearth,
these many cruel years later, in wistful
reconnection to the moment's meaning,
lost and found, seemingly where a part of me
belongs. These memories remind me who I was,
in times when I could find success, and a
unique soul claimed color from the gray.
"Conversations through the Veil"
I witnessed the divine
a thousand times
and never knew its nature -
such was not revealed,
that God's illusion might
reveal itself to me,
as if the order of my world
were one of any range of
changing possibilities, selected
to mature my spirit through -
the lights of wisdom, care,
and universal understanding
guiding my unique perspective
through all meanings' pleasure, pain,
and life discovery - the hearts of
purpose for the All, the reason
that the Cosmos matters,
ethically, mandating highest care,
and/or the highest pleasure
possible, whatever that entails
beyond happiness-theft in any form,
from direct, base enjoyment
of the knowledge of another's pain,
to simple apathy for the sufferings
which your life may enable in the world.
Better that the evils die
than trample on the good souls' lives,
and better that God's will for us,
to grow through all event,
be done as well.
"In the Context of Virtue"
I bow my head
to praise the heavens,
humble of the miracle
that there is anything at all.
My consciousness - just one of
an incomprehensibility of souls -
is mine alone, a lonely tragedy,
transcended in the rare intimacies
I've come to know as possible
throughout the years of many
friends - treasures of pleasure
and a measure of pain;
and what else really is there
for a deeply social soul?
Emotions in the context of
our virtue let us find our roles
in life, ascended from such
to realize our lofty goals
of greater good in harmony.
I work, that this not die
with me, but live in us
for long enough to deem
existence, ethical success.
I wish to live a story
which transcends its tragedies.
My only wish may only come to life
as I come to acceptance -
people are how people are,
so my test is to see so brightly:
all are lovable and wise
in ways I've never known before.
Success in this means stronger
and more intimate relationships,
fulfilling of our natural desires
for social bliss, through harmony.
Can any state of mind rise
higher than this loving triumph?
Read again, and let it sink
into your parched and fertile earth,
to foster fuller, freed fulfillment,
from the time of Heaven's birth,
'til all must end, for each of we
who learn to live in conscience first
and foremost, seeking simply
what is best for all, so much we care,
for so much unjust Hell have we
been through, we focus on the fair,
and build from there, what we
are seeking to reclaim - Utopia.
"Becoming a Person"
We rise from life's subordinations,
realizing our autonomies,
grasping at our potentials,
recognizing balanced self-esteems,
waking from all-compelling dreams
of fear of brash authorities,
who rule by arbitrary force
and their unnatural decrees,
stamping out possibilities
in disregard of worth and
disrespect for our humanities.
I am a caring, worthy soul.
Forgetting crimes of the aggressors -
their lives' tragedies, I'm free
to now discover destiny
determined not by just who rule,
but also simple, centered
all-of-you and me.
"The Unbroken Spirit"
I never learned to cow my only soul to harsh authority;
respect would be unfitting for the cruel, if one is good.
Yes, hard or soft, your heart displays your worth for every soul to see;
yet, billions in workplaces and in homes fall to this "should."
A lesson for authorities: all hearts have basic moral worth
and act as they have learned to meet their needs, mistake or no.
To punish only models cynical contempt as "go-to firsts"
for our impressionable minds, when all one needs to do is show
one why we care to do what's right - we're not alone in life,
and that's a beautiful fact which mandates - yes - a heart of Care.
escalates the tension
felt on every side,
which pushes each
to speak and act
discardings of what
relationship is possible
for any who are of
the ground of care.
Express your feelings,
not your judgments.
Learn to introspect
when you are hurt;
speak of that pain.
"From Anger to Faith"
People get miffed, fight tiffs, split rifts,
the hurt that we experience, a serious shift
in the direction of the negative, needin' a lift
to ground level, ready to view life as a gift again..
and every living soul, a swiftly likeable friend.
Good vibes are only what I am tryin' to send,
to find some harmony that's offering more sanity
than modern day society can comprehend,
divisive as it can be, teaching of mentalities
regarding all "enemies," rendered so prejudicially,
beguiling of certainty, fomenting further tragedy,
when all we have to do is see and care enough
to be the change we wish to find.
Shed the shell of your dysfunction.
Radiate, and be renewed.
Cast a spell to cure consumption.
Drink The Light and be consumed...
From the ground of centered spirit,
bear your soul for all to hear it.
Live your goal, and never fear it.
We are One...
May you find, in the moment, inner peace.
Unwind, and let your struggle cease.
How you pined in the past for the best of things.
Now you find at last what lets you sing.
"Positivity Is Key"
I carry with me, an irrepressible positivity,
not needing toughly balanced understandings
of deep, considered empathy to guide me true,
so indomitably forgiving and vested in loving faith
have I become, in this new mood of open vim.
On empathy, I say: How important it is that
I learn unconditional faith in every living soul,
for this may bring me to empathic truths
I'd otherwise be blind to seeing, so wrapped up
in lower mood's irritability and cynical regard.
As it makes sense that most or all are basically
good and worthy souls, my positivity is key.
Long is life, and joyful are
the times of intimate rapport
with those I find are capable
of such ascended love.
These are the times which so enrich
and make a lonely life worth living.
Social beings through and through, we
dream of what our hearts were made for:
interpersonal fulfillment of relating
with a kindred soul and feeling
less and less alone in that.
All of these realities,
existing all at once,
as we live, locked
within our own uniqueness,
Somethings all, whose destinies
are Nothingness as individual
soul-expressions of The All -
whose every life within
bears its own null eventuality.
I say, At least we had it once, and
Yes, At least it cannot ever end,
perhaps.. Thinking of this fosters
an acceptance of inevitable death,
which cannot end The Whole,
recycled into it again, again, again,
not ending, but incessantly alive,
to witness with some trillions' eyes,
the beauty and the horror which
is caught in every life.