KNOWLEDGE

Where Lonely Souls Dwell

Where are all the discarded and lonely;
who often feel they’re in hell?
Many live their lives; day to day; only;
in a place where lonely souls dwell.

Many wake up each day; with nothing to do;
and no meaningful place to go;
waiting for

Life Is A Dream

What is a dream; does it really exist;
is it a form of truth or reality;
why is a duality allowed to persist;
is it a kind of mind abnormality?

How is it that dreams deceive us so;
gaining our thoughts’ convictions;
can the same dreams;

The Confluence Of Reality

Life is a confluence of merging realities;
a joining of divergent energy streams;
like streams and rivers; flowing into seas;
although; not at all like it seems.

Each stream is energy; profound and unique;
its power creating a separate surge;
all together, flowing as a symphony

A Splash Of Reality

What is your current state of mind;
are memories clouding thought;
why can’t we leave memories behind;
and only think what we ought?

Consciousness is an awareness flow;
focusing on who and what we are;
we must always know where to go;
unless we’re

Genesis

In my dreams; I was with the woman I love;
once separated and sent down to earth;
originally we were one; in heaven, above;
created as life; at life’s birth.

Originally created; as the Master’s perfection;
when all of life had become;
we were the cause of

Such As Me

I awaken to the beauty of an outside kingdom;
one; where I no longer fit in;
in a perfect creation; granted my freedom;
yet, I don’t know where to begin.

A world, where I’m constantly self-ostracized;
tho there’s an abundance of things to see;

Feeling Alive

Life is much more than a beating heart;
energy, within; gives it it’s breath;
when does it end; and when did it start;
what is the meaning of death?

Life’s energies can set a body reeling;
to where we no longer feel alive;
emotions determine what

An Interference

I began my life; as an interference;
a child; just getting in the way;
striving to live in strict adherence;
to customs and norms of the day.

I was a symbol of love; from mother to father;
to them; I was not an interference;
love wasn’t created