REALITY

Parody Of Truth

Truth is all about knowledge, perfected;
devoid of platitudes and lies;
much of it; discarded and rejected;
told by the look in one’s eyes.

Most pass the time; with lies on their mind;
thoughts hidden under the surface;
more than a few, with whom evil is

On That Day

Life is the race that must be completed;
although there’s no loser or winner;
a race where none are actually defeated;
and everyone thinks they’re a beginner.

Tho you don’t think it; you’ve been here before;
this isn’t your first rodeo
if

A Rhapsody Called Life

Life is the glorious love expression;
sheer poetry in constant motion;
rising to a crescendo of total obsession;
as love becomes devotion.

Life is the ultimate artistic masterpiece;
eternal music; a sonata of sound;
an energy birth of the Prince of Peace;
spreading His love, all

The Death Of Physicality

I feel I’m on a stage, or a movie set;
nothing, anymore, seems to be real;
past failures fill me with much regret;
all possible futures; lost their appeal.

A world. around me, is vapid and vain;
it no longer holds interest for me;
all

The Vanishing World

We were born, babies, in a physical world;
or, at least we were taught to believe;
instead, it’s an illusion; by Light, unfurled;
something impossible to conceive.

We are the substance of faith; God sought;
the evidence of things, unseen;
we are the promise of all

In The Pudding

In the beginning was the Word;
or, so the Bible reports;
the Word then became flesh;
unless the Bible distorts.

Distortion is what creation was;
energies; shapeshifting, about;
creating illusions; just because;
reality was turned inside-out.

Some think all came about by accident;
that all was totally

In The Hurricane’s Eye

Outside, the weather is peaceful and still;
inside me; turmoil rages;
man keeps ignoring the Father’s will;
where is the wisdom of the ages?

Many still think life’s a walk in the park;
but the park, itself, cannot save;
while we listen to

The Flow Of Time

Tho we seek to control it, we can’t;
the Master controls its flow;
tho we attempt to use it, we shan’t;
destiny leads where we go.

Time is the conductor of life’s river;
directing what life can do;
therefore, time is the perfect