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The Life I Didn't Live

The Life I didn’t Live

Memories are the record of the life I’m living;
I wish they could all be amended;
I started out wishing; rather than giving;
till all my dreams were upended.

I started my life; with lofty thoughts, aspired;
wanting all, whom I loved, to

The Vanishing Past

The Vanishing Past

Many things from the past; are no longer so;
and most of us try to move on;
many things; like the grass; continue to grow;
tho much of past landscape is gone.

If past events were like trees, cut down;
and, their remnants could be burned;
much

Trance

Trance

Sitting in my chair; completely awake;
awareness; like a light; extinguished;
my process of thought had made a mistake;
and my current reality was relinquished.

A brand new illusion captured my mind;
I’d been imprisoned by circumstance;
thoughts had become externally designed;
and my mind was held in

Expectations

Expectations

Many live their lives with goals defined;
and plans well beyond their ability;
others, more realistic; become resigned;
wishing for peace and tranquility.

Nearly all of us have some expectations;
tho with many; no one can tell;
some of us seek wisdom and revelations;
while many become a ne’

Still Growing

Still Growing

Life was creating; it has always been;
consciousnesss cast its eternal seed;
it was never external; always within;
fulfilling creation’s need.

A tiny sprout rose out of the ground;
and the baby of life was born;
the newest heir to the throne, crowned;
this rose possessing a

The New Me

The New Me

I started this life; a developing storm;
conscious energies growing inside;
I did my best in this life to conform;
recent thoughts; I’m unable to hide.

I was so small when I was young;
the shortest boy in the school;
not realizing who I would become;

Life's Pinnacle

Life’s Pinnacle

Life is the series of energy distortions;
bringing about consciousness;
the ebb and flow of endless proportions;
in love’s quest for righteousness.

Consciousness shares many dimensions;
many of them strictly subliminal;
all destined to express love’s intensions;
until they reach life’s pinnacle.

Perfection is

It's They Who Can't See

It’s They Who Can’t See

I awakened to begin yet another day;
on a journey to become enlightened;
depending; God will show me the way;
I need not be troubled or frightened.

A world that’s very different; all around;
all sights and sounds are illusions;
life’s

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