Down

“A magical place indeed”.

The air alive and glowing with energy, like a vivid dream… you could smell the ethereality of it…

“A peculiar, magical place….”

She had awoken to a scene and a dilemma. There before her stood two paths. Unlike others she traveled before…

where the long winding road lay before or behind or side to side…

“the light is brightest above, yet perhaps I shall wander below…”

Static clung to the light, bringing electricity to sound, sparks to sight…

A wind wispered in her mind…

“A magical place indeed”

She said these words aloud as she found her way down

Wisdom of Ages

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The time came 

Once

In an era of darkness

When the light radiated from within its people

Shined from within their hearts

Lost in darkness yet unafraid

 

For there lay magic within the minds

Powers within their hearts

And knowledge within their Souls

 

The time has come once

Again

In an era of light

This time the light outshines the people

The light blinds their hearts

Impairs their minds 

Shadows their Soul

Surrounded by a light of falsehood

The people are unaware to the Soul’s fear

For the people have forgotten the magic

Hushed the voice of the mind

Instead turned to the voice of the machine

The machine which radiates the light we made

 

 

I sit here and ponder how lost we can become… life running around us at speeds too fast to comprehend. The oneness, the whole of the world… integrated with time

Yet distancing us from the times we left behind

Our memories

Even before our lifetime we were blessed to have the wisdom of the ages. Blessed and yet too busy to look for the meanings, too busy for once we had them and let them fall silent. Silent as a language not practiced and silenced for lack of confidence. Yet we fear not for we have them recorded. Today they are translated  in our modern world. Categorized, defined and compartmentalizes into easy convenient  truths  easily digested as myth, reality or fact… 

The fact is

We lost the magic, the gift, the wonder of not understanding and accepting… we even define God… The ancients knew God… Through fear and awe… Through nature and the Heavens… Through the body and the mind… through the Soul

I sit here and ponder…

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The Seer who lost sight

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The witch bound by her own witchery

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The wizard with lost wisdom

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A prophet to prophesies the past

 

Yet  the time came once

In an era of darkness

When the people were not afraid

Perhaps the false light shall fail

Will you be able to see?

Good Bye

Twilight fades

The daylight rests

Darkness softly enters

At eventide she appears

Walking to the edge of life

She lingers

.

She knows not of time

She judges not eternity

Believing all is as it should be

.

Her gaze drawn to the first glimmer

A single star alone in the vast ocean of the sky

Yet the lonely star is far from sight

“You see only the brightest, we are never alone”

She smiles at this truth

She waits

.

Her smile welcomes her truth

Her acceptance lightens the sky

Bringing reality and light

Entering the deepest part of being

She waits to be

On the edge of time

.

Her knowledge made of a dream

She watches as it shines

The memories whisper on the edge of the breeze

She waits as it shudders down her spine

And as it comes out her being

The whisper on the breeze

Her wait is over

.

The memories flood

Time flashes her truth

Reality and Starlight mingle and dance

Racing above the horizon

Teaching with lessons

Shining with purpose

The path entered shall never be crossed the same way twice

The truth taught and learned carries different meaning

Carries different purpose

She waited and learned her truth

She waited and made her judgement

Smiling she crosses the void

The lonely star still in sight

With this vision

She turns and says,

.

“good bye”

.

Darkness fades

The evening rests

Daylight softly enters

At daybreak she appears

NIght

The night is clear. There is a soft breeze carrying the scent of jasmine… ever so sweet…

The night is vast. There are many things… yet they are not real…

The night is beautiful. The presence is ethereal… it is within…

Light against the darkest of dark… Your gaze wanders afar, between the emerald oceans wave. Before the thought shatters this peace, there is silence. Your gaze awakens something in the moment… something in the silence. The blinking of the eye, the lashes fall slowly and then the eye shifts its intention… recognition. Knowing. I am here.

Watch as you may and be still with these thoughts.

I am here.

Now.

I seem to understand.

I am aware.

Ideally Imperfect

What were we taught?
Think about what we know.
It was all created by us,
Language and society.
All of it is conceptualized by us.

A baby is born into the world
We nourish, teach and love
We raise it, as we were raised
Sometimes different,
But most with good intentions

Sometimes along the way
A path is crossed
A child ventures the wrong direction
That child in the future misguided,
Misguides another
This cycle, vicious as is
Is Life

It takes One to eat from the forbidden fruit
It takes One to lead the wrong life
It takes One to teach the wrong message
It takes One to corrupt a beautiful mind

But alas, all is not lost.
The soul is pure,
It is the vessel is tainted
To live and learn the lessons of this Life

We teach based on word of mouth
We teach based on basic principles
We want to achieve good

Point being
We know what we were taught
We accept what was given
We trust what has been spoken

What if we question life?
What if we change one part of our existence
What if we train society to be less of what it knows
End the vicious cycle of want and unnecessary needs
Begin a new existence
Utopian Visionary
Ideally imperfect
Life

Blessed

I am not one to speak greatly on my religious beliefs. I feel them to be a personal and quiet subject. I believe in what I believe in. A few days ago I came across a plaque. It is a beautiful stone slab with a verse from the Bible engraved in it.
It touched my heart and made my soul turn with joy. So my thinking is, let me share…

Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth.

Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.

Blessed are the merciful, for they will be showed mercy.

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peace makers, for they shall be called sons of God.

Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of God.”
Matthew 5:1-13

The simple implication, no matter your religious belief. It makes you want to believe in something. No matter religions, sciences, practices. It is simply a beautiful reminder that justifies Life. Hope you smile…