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The Embryonic Creator

Created in the Master’s name;
identical in His perfection;
embryo and soul are the same;
configured at His direction.

From energy we have all been made;
the physical body came later;
first the energy template was laid,
by the embryonic Creator.

The embryo was first made a soul;
given

The Evil Seed

We think all are born in innocence;
to which most can relate;
but such is merely illogical nonsense;
there is no room for debate.

All of us, have been here before;
when we leave, we’ll return again;
life keeps coming back for more;
there is nothing, but now, and

The Death Of Time

Only two known witnessed his birth;
for they were here in the beginning;
the Father of heaven and Mother of earth;
here when the earth began spinning.

Two were One; and from them, came all;
and what was, changed into what will be;
so that a world, created, and sure

Seasons Of Reality

We know life’s divided by seasons;
is that true of reality, too?
All acts of the Master have reasons;
that divisions of reality will do.

Are multiple universes stacked together;
each one, on top of another;
endless lifetimes; all cycling forever;
involving each sister and brother?

Spring is the

The Experts

If Dr. preceeds their name;
or some letters follow thereafter;
none, may disavow their claim;
not being the subject of laughter.

No matter that others know more;
if they lack that special degree;
their opinions, the experts abhor;
unless the experts agree.

What of sheepskin conveys knowledge;
is it contained

The Empty Chair

I returned home from a long day at work,
my gaze, like a magnet, drew me there.
In the corner of the room, it just seemed to lurk.
Such a benign object:  an empty chair.

I stood for a while, transfixed so it seemed;
mesmerized by what wasn’t there.

Send In The Clowns

Life is a quest for significance;
the truth matters to some;
too many settle for indifference;
and so, the conflict’s begun.

Analytical skills have become rare;
we want facts served on platters;
no longer do we think or care;
and the truth, no longer matters.

We want to be

The Energy Ocean

All life swims in an energy ocean;
of which we’re all unaware;
constantly flowing in circular motion;
without understanding where.

None are able to detect its existence;
physical senses no longer aware;
but still, impacted by its persistence;
even though we don’t care.

This energy ocean supplies our

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