Poems about Knowledge
Life is not somewhere; out there;
everything resides within;
it was never another place; where;
it’s the ocean, all life swims in.
Reality is just another name for infinity;
including all spectrums; unknown and known;
encompassing all consciousness and divinity;
a truth, that once, was God all alone.
The
…Life is not somewhere; out there;
everything resides within;
it was never another place; where;
it’s the ocean, all life swims in.
Reality is just another name for infinity;
including all spectrums; unknown and known;
encompassing all consciousness and divinity;
a truth, that once, was God all alone.
The
…Life is not somewhere; out there;
everything resides within;
it was never another place; where;
it’s the ocean, all life swims in.
Reality is just another name for infinity;
including all spectrums; unknown and known;
encompassing all consciousness and divinity;
a truth, that once, was God all alone.
The
…I didn’t start out life as a baby;
instead, I was energy’s intrusion;
not a matter of perhaps or maybe;
possessed of the Master’s infusion.
My origin was one of divine energy;
transformed, and become a seed;
converted by God’s omniscient synergy;
for love, was the
I saw a familiar face yesterday;
one which I knew I’d seen before;
I don’t know if I’ll see it today;
but, I know I’ll see it once more.
Recognition is a gift I’ve been given;
familiarity has its own purpose;
to remembrance, I’m
The strangest thing, as I sit in my chair;
my mind has drifted much like a cloud;
my body is here; but my mind, over there;
my mind thinking thoughts, out loud.
I most normally walk, one step at a time;
while my thoughts are light-years away;
my mind drifts
I feel uniquely, and totally alive;
a deeper awareness of mind;
consciousness will always survive;
and, by it, life is defined.
We’re directly tethered to the Master;
His protective sphere, we live within;
unassailable, from any and all disaster;
He will fight all our battles, and win.
We accept
…Do there exist, different layers of reality;
realms overlapping, in the same space;
creating an internal-external duality;
with each world wearing a different face?
This multi-faceted kingdom of ancient lore;
is a mere figment, hatched in my mind;
a fantasy, I called Ichabod, may be the door;
where, by accident,
