Poetry

[Shemaya]

Suffering
Destroy
Anhilate
Extinguish
Why do I suffer?
Tormented by the light and the dark
I'd end it all if it wasn't for the fact it would make my parents suffer
To control or to accept
Why either?
f*** it all
My best isn't good enough
What I want takes too long to achieve
And the suffering in between
Is at times, unbearable
Someone or something help me end it
Please

Turtle dude!, your best is always more than good enough. You are loved and you are not alone

I understand the unbearable suffering, I am sorry. I know it will end. Please have faith.

[haqiqu]

Suffering
Destroy
Anhilate
Extinguish
Why do I suffer?
Tormented by the light and the dark
I'd end it all if it wasn't for the fact it would make my parents suffer
To control or to accept
Why either?
f*** it all
My best isn't good enough
What I want takes too long to achieve
And the suffering in between
Is at times, unbearable
Someone or something help me end it
Please

my heart is with you turtle. everyone here loves you.

[Confused]

To control or to accept
Why either?

I would say that the question you raise (on essentially polarity) is the beginning of a new, or possibly refining of, learning for the One Infinite Creator. Very painful for you indeed; but the whole is learning (I would like to believe).

Would you be able to take heart from that? I believe you are strong and wise enough to realize that your self-sacrifice is making a distinct evolutionary contribution.

Much love to you, dear dear Turtle

[norral]

dear turtle

i was listening to coasttocoast today and they had a fellow on who was talking about this subject. he suggested lithium orotate as a means to control these feelings. seems like it works pretty well. here is a link

http://www.iherb.com/Doctor-s-Best-Best-...p=1&sr=&fr=


also brother we love u and will pray for u. it is going to get better

norral

[haqiqu]

PRAYER

Our Mother Who Art
in the kitchen
cooking us up
hallowed may we see
all that is
Your kingdom here
delivered into our hands
Your will in children
and trees leafing out
on earth
as if it were Heaven.

Give us this day
bread we could feed
the world
and snatch us bald-headed
if we try to swallow it all.

Don't forgive us
till we learn it is all for giving.
That salve you've got in a pot
on the back of the stove
only heals when everybody has some.

And heed us not
if we believe You look like us
and love us best
and gave us the True Truth
with a license to kill Others
writ inside.
Deliver us from this evil.

For it is Yours,
this kitchen we call Universe
where you stir up our favorite treat,
the Milky Way,
folding deep into sweet
our little sphere
with its powerful glory
of rainforests
and oceans
and mountains in feather-boa mist
forever
if we don't blow it up
and ever
if we don't tear it down
Amen

(Ah women
Ah children
Ah reckon She's about fed up.
We better make room at the table
for everybody
before She yells - OUT!
and turns our table over,
before She calls it off
this banquet we've been hoarding
this paradise
we aim to save
with bombs.)

-- George Ella Lyon
www.georgeellalyon.com

[norral]

how very very true sister. couldnt agree more

herbs

why is it that when i take my brother herbs

that i feel so very peaceful.

thank u blessed brothers for your wondrous gifts

the creatress has blessed us that we could know u

and love u in this life

may i ever be able to share these brothers with

my fellow travelers on this planet

and use your wisdom for the good of all

if i dont serve others with what i know

then the question is why ?

there is nothing happier than

seeing everyone happy and in onement.

that is what life has taught me


norral

---

let this whole thing work out

blessed mother let this whole thing work out

i do not have eyes to see the future

i know no what the next second holds

further more the next day or the next year

but oh blessed lover of my soul i have faith

in your guidance and trust completely in your goodness

let this whole thing work out

i place it all in your mothers hands

and quiet my soul

norral

[alchemikey]

deep inside the chambers of the sanctum of my heart
there i hear a whisper asking me not to depart

home is now...it's not outside you...it's as near as here
when you feel your essence shining far away goes fear

[Shemaya]

deep inside the chambers of the sanctum of my heart
there i hear a whisper asking me not to depart

home is now...it's not outside you...it's as near as here
when you feel your essence shining far away goes fear

Really like this alchemikey...so synchronous today.

[haqiqu]

WE ARE FIELDS BEFORE EACH OTHER

How is it they live for eons in such harmony -
the billions of stars -

when most men can barely go a minute
without declaring war in their mind against someone they know.

There are wars where no one marches with a flag,
though that does not keep casualties
from mounting.

Our hearts irrigate this earth.
We are fields before
each other.

How can we live in harmony?
First we need to
know

we are all madly in love
with the same
God.

~ St. Thomas Aquinas ~

(Love Poems From God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West by Daniel Ladinsky)

[alchemikey]

how do i reclaim that refreshing sense of awe?
instead of seeing words when i was young i really saw

a bird was not a bird...it was a living mystery
i wish i could restore my mind back to its' infancy

[haqiqu]

how do i reclaim that refreshing sense of awe?
instead of seeing words when i was young i really saw

a bird was not a bird...it was a living mystery
i wish i could restore my mind back to its' infancy

me, too, mikey

[norral]

union

i declare union .

i am not here to promote an idea

thoughts are not what it is about .

its about love actually.

do we love each other

do we trust enuf to drop the shield

untimately i have no agenda i desire to promote

in unity is strengtht

we can do a lot more together

than we can in oppositon

so when u read my words

u are really reading my heart

i love u regardless of any opinion u might hold that i disagree with

it is not about opinions

there is something deeper that can be acheived

and in that depth lies our real strength

i do most humbly believe


norral

[haqiqu]

union

i declare union .

i am not here to promote an idea

thoughts are not what it is about .

its about love actually.

do we love each other

do we trust enuf to drop the shield

untimately i have no agenda i desire to promote

in unity is strengtht

we can do a lot more together

than we can in oppositon

so when u read my words

u are really reading my heart

i love u regardless of any opinion u might hold that i disagree with

it is not about opinions

there is something deeper that can be acheived

and in that depth lies our real strength

i do most humbly believe


norral

your heart is beautiful

---

With thanks to the field sparrow, whose voice
is so delicate and humble

I do not live happily or comfortably
with the cleverness of our times.
The talk is all about computers,
the news is all about bombs and blood.
This morning, in the fresh field,
I came upon a hidden nest.
It held four warm, speckled eggs.
I touched them.
Then went away softly,
having felt something more wonderful
than all the electricity of New York City.

Mary Oliver
from Evidence p. 40

[norral]

thats absolutely beautiful sister. u

[haqiqu]

Mysteries, Yes

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds will
never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say
"Look!" and laugh in astonishment,
and bow there heads.

Mary Oliver
from Evidence

[Cyan]

The Singularity is Fun

It takes your Soul

And goes Om Nom Nom

*stands for applause!*

[3DMonkey]

REM
"Losing My Religion"

Oh life, it's bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep a view
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour
I'm choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt, lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
Consider this, the hint of the century
Consider this, the slip
That brought me to my knees, failed
What if all these fantasies come
Flailing aground
Now I've said too much

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep a view
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no, I've said too much
I haven't said enough

I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
Try, cry, why try
That was just a dream
Just a dream
Just a dream, dream

[Meerie]

Apparently some cool dudes turned this lovely poem into a video :

[norral]

the brother
the brother walked around just like everyone else.

burdened with the typical cares and concerns of life.

finances, health relationships, desires.

some looked at him and saw one thing others looked and saw another

some viewed from an attitude of brotherhood

others from and attitude of superiority

the brother just lived his life just like everyone else

but hidden there woven into the threads of his existence

was his ministry.

dont get me wrong he wasnt a minister per se

but he did have a ministry

invisible unless u really really watched

because the brother had a gift

he liked to listen to people and he actually liked people

he believed that all were equal and he was interested in everyone

no matter who they were because he realized that everyone was interesting

and when he listened these things came across

and people enjoyed talking to him

because they became unburdened

like i said this was hidden it was even hidden to the brother

but it was his ministry and he loved it that much he knew

he loved listening and he loved connecting

and he enjoyed it and so did those who spoke to him.

we all have a ministry and we are all brothers or sisters

it might not be visible and it might not even be appreciated

by many and we might not even be aware of it

but it is important and it contributes to the harmony an the

peace of this world

or at least thats the way it seems to me


norral

[haqiqu]

FATHER EARTH

There is a two-million year old man
No one knows.
They cut into his rivers
Peeled wide pieces of hide
From his legs
Left scorch marks
On his buttocks.
He did not cry out.
No matter what they did, he held firm.
Now he raises his stabbed hands
and whispers that we can heal him yet.
We begin the bandages,
The rolls of gauze,
The unguents, the gut,
The needle, the grafts.
We slowly, carefully turn his body
Face up,
And under him,
His lifelong lover, the old woman,
Is perfect and unmarked
He has laid upon
His two-million year old woman
All this time, protecting her
With his old back, his old scarred back.
And the soil beneath her
Is black with her tears.

~Clarissa Pinkola Estes~

[norral]

how absolutely beautiful. thank u sister

[Shemaya]

how absolutely beautiful. thank u sister

Totally agree, absolutely love that Thank you for posting that haqiqu!

[Plenum]

The Eagle

by e.e. cummings


2

I looked to the heavens and saw him there,--
A black speck downward drifting,
Nearer and nearer he steadily sailed,
Nearer and nearer he slid through space,
In an unending aerial race,
This sailor who hailed
From the Clime of the Clouds.--Ever shifting,
On billows of air
And the blue sky seemed never so fair,
And the rest of the world kept pace.

3

On the white of his head the sun flashed bright;
And he battled the wind with wide pinions,
Clearer and clearer the gale whistled loud,
Clearer and clearer he came into view,--
Bigger and blacker against the blue.
Then a dragon of cloud
Gathering all its minions
Rushed to the fight,
And swallowed him up in a bite;
And the sky lay empty clear through.

- -

http://www.internal.org/e_e_cummings/The_Eagle

[norral]

cling cling cling

cling cling cling

a bell went off

no time to waste

i must be off

to meditate unify and do all i can

to help attain the unseen land

a choice is offered to all who care

be all u can be be just dare to dare

united in an army of love

bringing to earth the forces from above

dec 21 approaches so fast

it's time to forget our troubles and past

join together and bring your power of love

the mother awaits our arrival above

so setting aside all distractions and wrongs

i choose to breathe in and stay ever strong

a soldier in the army of light

soon oh soon within our sight

a new world of beauty of magic and hope

what im saying is the real dope

it depends on each one to do their part

all we must surrender is just our heart

norral

jose arguelles

http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1583943...PDKIKX0DER

[norral]

i long to see the day

i long to see the day

when love, true love, is the only currency that will be exchanged

between human beings.

where race, religion, nationality will no longer matter

and where mankind realizes that each one of us is an

important part of the whole

where it will be impossible and intolerable to see anyone suffer.

that is my longing and my wish

the only thing that really makes any sense to me

all else is egotism and vanity

a glorification of the self

so i will live my life in that vein

that will be the theme of my vibration

as long as i am present here

because that above all else makes sense to me

norral

[haqiqu]

Mindful

Every day
I see or hear
something
that more or less

kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle

in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for -
to look, to listen,

to lose myself
inside this soft world -
to instruct myself
over and over

in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,

the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant -
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,

the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help

but grow wise
with such teachings
as these -
the untrimmable light

of the world,
the ocean's shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?

~ Mary Oliver ~


(Why I Wake Early)

[haqiqu]

Hallelujah

Everyone should be born into this world happy
and loving everything.
But in truth it rarely works that way.
For myself, I have spent my life clamoring toward it.
Halleluiah, anyway I'm not where I started!

And have you too been trudging like that, sometimes
almost forgetting how wondrous the world is
and how miraculously kind some people can be?
And have you too decided that probably nothing important
is ever easy?
Not, say, for the first sixty years.

Halleluiah, I'm sixty now, and even a little more,
and some days I feel I have wings.

~ Mary Oliver ~


(Evidence)

[norral]

when will i be allowed to walk like any other kid


when will i be allowed to walk like any other kid

when can i buy a drink and candy and walk

without fear of being shot

like who knew who knew

that all the time time time that i spent spent spent

as i grew was just thru,

yeah like who knew

i thought it was cool to be black

it is 2012 the year of changes

but as much as things change they stay the same

but hey who knew who knew

i was just a kid my skin was black not blue not blue

just talking a walk but a threat perceived

but who knew who knew

i made the fatal mistake of assuming

everything was cool

who knew who freaking knew

norral

[Plenum]

master of zen
master of life
he who roams wide
sees all in one.

[haqiqu]

THE LUTE WILL BEG


You need to become a pen

In the Sun´s hand.

We need for the earth to sing

Through our pores and eyes.

The body will again become restless

Until your soul paints all its beauty

Upon the sky.

Don´t tell me, dear ones,

That what Hafiz says is not true,

For when the heart tastes its glorious destiny

And you awake to our constant need

for your love

God´s lute will beg

For your hands.

~Hafiz~