REALITY

God’s Creation Of Love

I’m living a life that somebody thought;
who, might that somebody be;
discerning the difference; what is; or ought;
could that sombody be me?

This lifetime was already lived in entirety;
before this illusion came to be;
I exist in a realm of mysterious

Thought Speaks

In God’s kingdom; much is unique;
everyone obeys God’s will;
life is Light; and death is sleep;
and, none, are able to kill.

Truth is the cornerstone of all life;
Thought preceeds confession;
Wisdom comes from much strife;
Thought’s role is discretion.

Truth and reality

Precious Memories

Thoughts as a child; all crystal clear;
precious memories of yesterday;
waves of sadness, slowly draw near;
as sorrows take charge of today.

Thoughts of joy at the dining table;
then fear; as I climbed into bed;
while young, I felt that I was able;
tho fearing I’

Birth Of Duality

I feel like I’m no longer a physical being;
tho my aura of energy still lives on;
my energies drift into a kingdom, unseen;
the veil of heaven; soon to be drawn.

I feel I’m living in two worlds; simultaneously;
a kingdom above; and a

Freedom To Love

Many are thoughts, we don’t want revealed;
for keeping secrets; thoughts are designed;
without our thoughts completely concealed;
we can’t leave guilt and shame, left behind.

Yet all thoughts are allowed to roam free;
by many; much pain is inflicted;
but, our thoughts create what

The Life Of A Thought

How did a thought, ever become;
who, or what, gave it birth;
was it, and God, together as one;
or, did it, by itself, unearth?

Does every thought, live and breathe;
does it ever eat or drink;
by it; are other thoughts conceived;
are all

A Most Precious Freedom

Many think that our freedom of speech;
is our most precious freedom of all;
since, through our voice, we can teach;
preventing that our nation would fall.

But, speech, itself, has become expanded;
to include words we’ve authored in print;
thru political ads we’re

Hated

Sometimes, in life, I feel resented;
occaisionally it’s due to my faith;
when thoughts of God are presented;
we incur the wrath of other’s hate.

If I’m wrong; why should others care;
does it matter; whatever I conceive?
Perhaps, it’s due to the guilt they