Coming Back To Life Options

The essence of self, as strange as it seems, is an illusion complete, and torn at the seems, in her dreams we waltz, and dance with great kings, but in a mortal life we shall perish, and feel deaths false claim. In the sunny skies or in a gloomy rain, he is there, we are there, we are he, our hearts are stained, yet his is not, the immortal son, the man we perceive as the fathers son, yet aren’t we all, so gifted with bliss, the gift of the forbidden fruit and life after this, always we exist weather we plan it or not, it’s a miraculous puzzle and the creator stays hot, hot with its mind, his mind, who is he, a mortal mind cannot grasp that he is much more than a he, the winds and the rain, the salt in the sea, the flesh on my skin, the cry of a chimpanzee, the eyes of our friends, the friends of our lies, a never-ending land of mercy and grace and reprise, this place, so enchanting, through the creek he lightly walks, speaking with the minnows in the stream, listening to them talk, without one of us, the land we love would be dead, would be rotten and cold, or never here at all, but we are in this land, we are in his humble awe, so the end never is, we continue to love, the state of hate and fear in this land where death is a fate you cannot escape, rather you be in grace of a choice, of a decision to hear his booming voice, her soft spoke whisper or run through the bitter snows of a charred frozen winter. The ascension is here, and has already begun; we are all here because we are all one.

III

casa-blanca beautiful! makes the mortal want to wake up and weep, god bless your soul to keep caring brother with a Key. Please, Continue! you shake up some sacred feelings fellow! Far be it from me to wish you an early (or late) R.I.P. (IMG:style_emoticons/default/wink.gif)-V

thanks val, your quite the sacred soul yourself, ^^ ...what is easier, the fall ? or standing back up? it seems in this town, this place, i run into the same problems i've defeated again and again, i believe its now our time to come back to life, to traverse the land so ancient and old, i believe its time to leave my demons in the cold, i'm ready as ever, we've been perfect since birth, only petty doubts and fears cause us to stray from the course,..dreams growing with intensity, the lady of dark light beckons me forth, us, them, you, we must trust, confused in madness, i have but one heart, i wish to discover the one thing from which we never part, the life that always is, the this thats always here, to believe in something more than human, to believe we are more than vessels of despair, our origins, divine, our inner light never doused,..., the trees can hear our shattered screams, the rain can hear us moan, a tragic life we've led and cried, this could be the day eye die, to understand what our minds cannot grasp, must we die once more and sing at last...

namaste to all souls
III