The Cardboard Breadman

Waves Moving On

Life is the energy of consciousness;
its metaphor is called a river;
an ebb and flow of righteousness;
a perfect gift; the perfect giver.

Life is the ocean of living waters;
it can never die; and be gone;
involving all mothers and fathers;
death is its waves;

Pessimistic Optimist

I usually try to look on the bright side;
to face adversity with a smile;
lately, my optimism has quietly died;
and may remain dead for a while.

I enjoy the sunrise on every dawn;
disappointment rules my night;
I usually try my best to carry on;
while

Pessimistic Optimist

I usually try to look on the bright side;
to face adversity with a smile;
lately, my optimism has quietly died;
and may remain dead for a while.

I enjoy the sunrise on every dawn;
disappointment rules my night;
I usually try my best to carry on;
while

Dimensional Divide

We see life, as though, a movie or a play;
one, in which, we’re living inside;
a consciousness, living, each hour; each day;
until all awareness has died.

All our focus is upon this physical being;
living in a created dimension;
instead; we are light from a

A Lonely Soul

My life was a journey in search of love;
tho righteousness was God’s goal;
I find myself praying to God, above;
for I am a lonely soul.

I’ve been in love; a few times before;
but now; I am old and alone;
I can’t

Moving On

Why does it seem; we’ve a difficult time;
letting go of things of the past;
life isn’t just physical; it becomes sublime;
nothing physical can last.

Imagine yourself as waves of God’s love;
and the universe as consciousness;
flowing below; then returning above;
the ebb

Faces Of A Fool

Faces are paintings; set on display;
merely forms of identification;
energy makes them age and decay;
all are limited in duration.

The mind; within them; seeks to rule;
but, no man is fit to be king;
all who try; are exposed as a fool;
it’s