Ascension Poetry

[SpiralCycle]

once again i feel like my mind has been closed i need to keep going in order to find the life in which i control and compose.

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wanting your reality to bend to your dismay, quit trying to spell everything, let the words spill through with only a single mind allowing it to come out and play.

pay attention to what comes easy and of interest, knowing this you will feel the perfect sword letting your hand pleasantly lay rest.

when fighting the unpleasant burning fire, let go of your body letting your intuition move with you gently, knowing that resistance was always the liar.

the warrior has no time to react he just lets go knowing the enemy will be turned on thier backs.

our old programs have been running us sour, take off the mask letting nothing but yourself stand in your playing field ready to devour.

when finding the time to know what you need, act quickly after finding the answer so lifes overflowing abundace will continually bleed.

so many people are really bad at truelly being selfish, don't let the slugs drag you down or you'll find yourself caught in the midst.

keep a strong base when working your way up, when you get to the finish you will see your castle had risin' quickly and abrupt.

if you are just waiting to strike poses of what has been done then the truth is revealed of how little a race you have actually run.

life is a fractal, an illusion or as solid as a tree, dance in all the mixes that is the key.

if you don't pay attention the truth will leave quick, false thoughts always seem to be waiting but alchemical sifting seems to do the trick.

we are eternal so why do so many fret?, it will be your stagnation that you will later regret.

percieving the notion that it is quantity over quality, you will fall ever so hard not ending up in the place you want to be.

it seems these measly words are finally sinking through, come on codee we have much to do.

[alchemikey]

i can so feel the self we all share within all of your expressions


no entity is ever in a final solid state
the everlasting journey is our liquid fate
horizon beyond horizon, gate upon gate
the essence of now is a totally clean slate

each creation improves upon the last
the future is the evolution of the past
do not strive for a plane of perfection
nirvana implies a static perception

the creator's curiosity forever grows
never content with the knowledge it knows
always willing to expand and explore
its fearless being will enter any door

all questions are the single quest of god
inquiring minds form into a collective pod
eternally seeking to learn more and more
will the seeker ever find what it is looking for?

any word added to "i am" is untrue
one presence within both me and you
not a this...not a that...only the all
consciousness is every brick in the wall

peace,
mikey

[jax]

our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
the soul that rises with us, our life’s star,
hath had elsewhere its setting,
and cometh from afar:
not in entire forgetfulness,
and not in utter nakedness,
but trailing clouds of glory do we come
from god, who is our home:
heaven lies about is in our infancy!
william wordsworth

[fiz]

be happy!
despite the fact
you'll never
get very far....

your life is nothing
but a twisted vein
inside the body
of a missing star.


(this one came to me over 15 years ago, before i discovered the ra material.... looking back on it now, i better understand the "missing star" pointing to my missing cosmic fam. at the time these strange verses came to me, i remember living with a consciousness of deep despair and dejection -- way deeper than i knew i "should" have been feeling at the time. and yet, in the midst of that sheer drop-off into such stark cosmic loneliness, there was this brave, confident inner-suggestion to just...be happy....even in the midst of all that existential isolation. the poem stuck with me like a burr in a sweater, or like a cosmic ko-an i couldn't shake loose....till last week, when i finally got the last line. now i'm left appreciating this bit of guidance, and how we may be asked to struggle mightily with the emotional toll of showing up here and feeling the aggregate of planetary turmoil...yet, all the while, having some strange capacity to shine it on and shine through it, like wearing two-tone gym pants stitched out of equal parts helpless suffering and deepest freedom. not exactly fun, that -- but, somehow, doable...er, wearable?)

[alchemikey]

there is no outside and there is no other
all is more related than a sister or brother
forgetting will happen when a challenge swarms
still there is only one of us in all of these forms

if you react unkindly to a reflection instead of respond
return as quickly as you can to the all forgiving pond
the truth of oneness will always set you free
now is the innocence that transforms all to glee

the unity of light can be hard to find in late december
that's why i write these reminders to help us remember
but there is never a need to worry and no need to fret
for spring is always present when you allow and just let

every message i write is written to me
then i pass it along for the world to see
for i know deep inside that there is only one
the illusion of manyness is just rays from the sun

each unique extension has a beauty to express
for without each experience the creator would be less
so in all that you do and wherever you go
try to find a way for love to unite and to grow

peace,
mikey

[alchemikey]

who can be the quietest the longest?
it is not about being the strongest

a game i learned when i was a little tike
stilling the mind is like riding a bike

the more you practice the easier it is
before you know it you are a silent wiz

a thought arises like a wave from the ocean
when you are present they come in slow motion

always try to stay within the gap
silence can free you from any ego trap

meditation reveals the greatest of treasure
taking you beyond the duality of pain and pleasure

release all concepts even the concept of "i"
the impersonal witness isn't attached to any my

the original thought is a thought full of power
like a thunderstorm gives, let your love shower

we are living in the eleventh hour
it is time to shine not to cower

in 2012 the clock will strike midnight
a galactic superwave upgrading the light

peace,
mikey

[alchemikey]

seek for the eternal and the eternal you shall find
outside of time and space you can fast-forward or rewind

come with me on a journey to the wisdom of the deep
it is the place we all go to when we rest as spirit in sleep

clear thy mind, become aware of thyself and expand
expand and expand like a super-stretchy rubber band

let all thoughts and feelings of limitation cease and drop
expand thy awareness like a balloon that can never pop

expand thy grain of sand until you are the whole shore
keep expanding until you encompass the entire ocean floor

don't stop yet for there is much left for you to contain
expand until planet earth feels like a single drop of rain

keep expanding that bubble of self to include the mighty sun
you might as well keep on going until the galaxy you know as one

galaxy upon galaxy your awareness continues to grow
keep on expanding until you embrace all there is to show

the universe is a single being, what else is there to understand?
now return to thy body and share with all how they are so grand

peace,
mikey

this poem was inspired by one of my favorite channels from llresearch

http://www.llresearch.org/transcript.../1974_0730.htm

[alchemikey]

god is just another name for that which is the all
just as satan is another name referring to the fall

but where is there to fall when there is only ever the all?
it was only a dream that humpty dumpty fell off the wall

to forget who you are was a part of brahman's plan
how else could you remember that you are the atman?

the infinite creator likes to be surprised so it created a veil
duality soon took shape with opposites like female and male

perhaps it may seem like the world is a terrible joke
but it's all an illusion made of mirrors and some smoke

just look behind the curtain and it is as plain as day
"all is one, there is no separation" so the mystics say

all that appears as outside is a reflection of the inner you
yes that means that you must send love to the murderer too

i know it is not easy to look into a mirror that is so dark
yet forgiveness heals all, even when one "misses the mark"

we each contain the potential to do inconceivable things
i can only hope that more delightful events the future brings

if we each take responsibility for what we think, say and do
then the promise of heaven on earth will finally come true

peace,
mikey

[alan180563]

hello all

i don't post very often and it's been some time since i did but all this great poetry has inspired me to contribute one i wrote last year. here it is:

how i grow restless from this wait,
for the sour to be taken from mankind's plate,
sweet divinity please fill our cup,
of your loving kindness we wish to sup.

how i grow restless from this wait,
for the final opening of the gate,
cosmos of compassion let us in your palace,
please let us bathe in the warmth of your chalice.

how i grow restless from this wait,
even though i know it's never too late,
time is endless and time is only now,
for love, truth and wisdom please let us vow.

how i grow restless from this wait,
for the lifting of the veil from our state,
please let us have vision clear and true,
so that we may see with the divine hue.

how i grow restless from this wait,
like an empty bottle returned to the crate,
sometime soon i will be filled again,
with the essence of existence bereft of pain.

how i grow restless from this wait,
blending together the curve and the straight,
good and evil are just illusion i see,
to teach us of our true divinity.

how i grow.


love is all & all is one
alan

[alchemikey]

what ever happened to the golden rule?
nowadays it all seems to be about being "cool"

love the creator and each other as if they are you
isn't that easy enough, do we really need another clue

look at mother earth, look at what we have done
it is time to restore the planet, it is time to live as one

what ever happened to thinking 7 generations down the line?
nowadays all i hear are people arguing over what they call mine

the children are the future, they inherit what we seed
so be sure to plant some flowers and don't forget to weed

turn off the radio, turn off the tv, turn off the computer too
play with the children in nature, that is what they love to do

whatever happened to walking without a pair of shoes?
nowadays there are so many people singing of the blues

the stars miss you spinning, the grass misses your feet
the rain misses your cartwheels, the birds miss your beat

sunshine will cheer you up and put a smile on your face
put away those vehicles, it is time for those legs to run a race

what ever happened to living the simple life?
nowadays all i see is complexity bringing strife

gaia is calling her children, she wants them to return home
the forest misses your laughter, the trails you once did roam

the rivers miss you swimming, the animals miss playing tag
technology is not evolution, in nature there is not a single lag

peace,
mikey