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Not Forgotten
Questions ever more questions
Curiosity never to be broached
I raised my mind and thought
I touched
the skirt of the goddess
It lasted but a moment
and yet I saw
The countless eons of times agone
And the vista of those yet to come
I heard her words,
“Man you are never forgotten
as you agreed to forget
it’s the price of experience
by which ever enriched
you will become
to know me”.
Curiosity never to be broached
I raised my mind and thought
I touched
the skirt of the goddess
It lasted but a moment
and yet I saw
The countless eons of times agone
And the vista of those yet to come
I heard her words,
“Man you are never forgotten
as you agreed to forget
it’s the price of experience
by which ever enriched
you will become
to know me”.
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Posted: Jan 2015
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Happy Birthday Jesus
Oh Lord and mighty Savior
I sing in your name praise be
In honor to you King of Israel
who takes away the sins of this world
Star of all stars Bethlehem
shining salvation loves light
purity in the scriptures fulfilled
proclaiming him blessed Holy One
A messenger singing Heavenly
an angel in praise to king of kings
In peace and good deeds God's only son
Blessed born his Immaculate heart
Conceived of the Holy Spirit Lord
Almighty Holiness in your council
one of understanding happy birthday
Our shepherd born salvation leads his flock
Faraway in the distance
three wise kings following sign
A diamond star they followed
light of truth born shone in a manger
As they entered bowing bearing gifts
Gold worshiping the Almighty king
Myrrh most precious bitter herb of the east
Frankincense to perfume our Holy One
The shepherds came as an angel sang out
Heavenly song in gentle melody
singing born today is our savior child
praise eternities revelations tune
O most Gracious Lord Jesus
I bow humble inside meek
happy birthday oh master
our savior Almighty King
I sing in your name praise be
In honor to you King of Israel
who takes away the sins of this world
Star of all stars Bethlehem
shining salvation loves light
purity in the scriptures fulfilled
proclaiming him blessed Holy One
A messenger singing Heavenly
an angel in praise to king of kings
In peace and good deeds God's only son
Blessed born his Immaculate heart
Conceived of the Holy Spirit Lord
Almighty Holiness in your council
one of understanding happy birthday
Our shepherd born salvation leads his flock
Faraway in the distance
three wise kings following sign
A diamond star they followed
light of truth born shone in a manger
As they entered bowing bearing gifts
Gold worshiping the Almighty king
Myrrh most precious bitter herb of the east
Frankincense to perfume our Holy One
The shepherds came as an angel sang out
Heavenly song in gentle melody
singing born today is our savior child
praise eternities revelations tune
O most Gracious Lord Jesus
I bow humble inside meek
happy birthday oh master
our savior Almighty King
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
seventh heaven 7cloud nine 9 in the heavens
perfect ten 10
ending in a heavenly note
syllables 7/7/9/9 repeat
9/9/9/9
9./9/10/10
10/10/10/10
7/7/7/7
GOD CRIES OUT
For i am on a tightrope heading towards a bridge.
On either side are people from my church.
Underneath are hecklers among the darkness.
I can see the words ANCC on the left.
The pastor and a group of unknowns on the right.
I am separated by them by a see though wall.
I hear people falling from both sides
where they go into the dark to be hecklers.
I hear them getting loader.
All of a sudden i trip on a plug
which seem to be built from people.
You may say i tripped on power as i climbed
onto the bridge to walk towards the light.
Little at a time the people on my left
dropping into the abyss until even the
the name fall as the hecklers get loader.
I keep my eye on the light as peace
overwhelms me making me feel loved.
As i get closer to the light the wall
gets shorter in height.
I then see a group walking away from
pastor down a separate path away from him.
I am trying to take this all in that
i have been shown to allow the
LORD to lead me down HIS path.
On either side are people from my church.
Underneath are hecklers among the darkness.
I can see the words ANCC on the left.
The pastor and a group of unknowns on the right.
I am separated by them by a see though wall.
I hear people falling from both sides
where they go into the dark to be hecklers.
I hear them getting loader.
All of a sudden i trip on a plug
which seem to be built from people.
You may say i tripped on power as i climbed
onto the bridge to walk towards the light.
Little at a time the people on my left
dropping into the abyss until even the
the name fall as the hecklers get loader.
I keep my eye on the light as peace
overwhelms me making me feel loved.
As i get closer to the light the wall
gets shorter in height.
I then see a group walking away from
pastor down a separate path away from him.
I am trying to take this all in that
i have been shown to allow the
LORD to lead me down HIS path.
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Posted: Jan 2015
About this poem:
A dream i have had over the past 3 months. I feel it is an answer to my prayers about my path GOD has for me.
light
The light in some can be so bright,others seem to struggle for space to receive the light,nature has its own that shows the different settings of light,as i sit quiet with the history that is mine from the darkness towards the light i see that is my own dimly lit pathway had its own lesson,i wish for all living to have some light,amen.
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Posted: Oct 2014
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False Doors?
Are we ready for the truth of Life,
or living only by believing,
all that depend on our faith.
So many looks to know the Truth,
still never digging by them self,
but then,do we really have the clue?
Earth is full of different faiths,
with Holy men and Spirits of their own,
swearing,that only members can reach the light.
The Holy men them self,
have seldom made the script,
other made them so much later,
with many stories as help.
Asking members more of it,
how much they know the Book,
most answers are so shallow,
they know it only from the rite.
But if we hardly open any Door,
how do we know if it's the real,
what if it's fake and nothing more?
What if the Door of real, is much more close,
just there inside our self,
and all we need is meditating and browse?
The Heart is not in any Book,
it's deep there inside our self,
nothing more, nothing less,
and there we have to look.
The Heart and Truth are all we need,
and then a simple place to pray,
the Holy is for everyone and everywhere
from there we get the seed as real.
or living only by believing,
all that depend on our faith.
So many looks to know the Truth,
still never digging by them self,
but then,do we really have the clue?
Earth is full of different faiths,
with Holy men and Spirits of their own,
swearing,that only members can reach the light.
The Holy men them self,
have seldom made the script,
other made them so much later,
with many stories as help.
Asking members more of it,
how much they know the Book,
most answers are so shallow,
they know it only from the rite.
But if we hardly open any Door,
how do we know if it's the real,
what if it's fake and nothing more?
What if the Door of real, is much more close,
just there inside our self,
and all we need is meditating and browse?
The Heart is not in any Book,
it's deep there inside our self,
nothing more, nothing less,
and there we have to look.
The Heart and Truth are all we need,
and then a simple place to pray,
the Holy is for everyone and everywhere
from there we get the seed as real.
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
There is no God higher than the Truth and as Buddha said "don't believe in what other tell you, not even in me, find the Truth by your self".Friedrich Nietzsche, very popular by modern Philosophers,put Humans into two categories,the Slave and the Mad man and with that he was meaning, that majority of Humans follow everything what is told to them, they are just believers and their minds are like Slaves. On the other hand are the few Mad men,who broke down the old and start the new directions, they are the one who bring in all the new inventions and dig into the unknown, they don't care about standards or roles, they take the risk, go into the chaos and bring out something new.
Nietzsche by him self died in the end as insane, so he was by him self a extreme Mad man.
In the life there are always some extraordinary Humans that explore deep into them self and find from there the Truth and then can give a new direction to whole the Humanity on the level in the time of living.
One very extraordinary man was C.G.Jung, the inventor of collective unconscious, who's Father was a Priest. He went trough many years of Hell in trance experiences,as can be read from his,"The Read Book" that came out some years ago. In that time he had even doubt by him self,if he was crazy, but in fact he had to clean himself from doctrines to be born as a baby, after first diving to the depth of himself and earning the wings to fly to the stars and to become a Human that understood about our psyche and other things, more than anybody before him.
There are always, from time to time some brighter Souls, with bigger wings than anybody from before, to come and clean out the next layer of the shadow and show us more of the light of the truth.
The fundamental still is, that before the next step is reached, there is always first a dive deeper into a wrong direction, before we broke us free from chains and take on the flight.
Mystery of the Life.
You hear the voice,
you see the vision
it's more than more,
but still a void.
The mystery of the life,
the fact and the truth,
with no illusion,
make questions of your faith.
What are we Humans in the real,
the Soul the Self,
perhaps just only part,
of wider morphogenic field?
These questions ask for even more,
what is the power in this all,
do we have the understanding,
or are we blinded with the lore?
What if there are no Hell and Heaven,
instead the bad and good only,
with schools of many life times,
where Holy make it only even?
The Void is nothing, also ALL,
to much for Human minds,
still there are Love and Truth,
for all of us to call.
you see the vision
it's more than more,
but still a void.
The mystery of the life,
the fact and the truth,
with no illusion,
make questions of your faith.
What are we Humans in the real,
the Soul the Self,
perhaps just only part,
of wider morphogenic field?
These questions ask for even more,
what is the power in this all,
do we have the understanding,
or are we blinded with the lore?
What if there are no Hell and Heaven,
instead the bad and good only,
with schools of many life times,
where Holy make it only even?
The Void is nothing, also ALL,
to much for Human minds,
still there are Love and Truth,
for all of us to call.
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
No doubt,our Universe is full of other life forms, some lowers than our Humans, some even much higher. Our Universe is not alone, there are for sure other Universes out there, as the Science has also already start to accept. We Humans are not the exception, we are only a little part of something, that our Human mind can not understand in fully, but the meaning in the mystery of life is, that as we extend the borders, deeper into the void of All, then we also have to develop our understanding in all sections of life.Holy is always Holy, Love is always Love and Truth is always Truth, what ever happen, but as our Human life,here on this very small Planet is clearly in a limbo, we need to look at all things in our life, from a new angle and understand ALL on a higher level and from a new view of perspective.
Beautiful glorious you
I heard your testimony the
Other day..
Your message was honest
And heart felt
You were a christian and an
Aspiring minister
But you were still struggling
With temptations
You smoked cigarettes and
You took women to motels
You kept whiskey bottles
In your closet
You cursed to much
But still you loved the lord and
Hoped He would change you
Because..you didn't have the
Strength
You felt powerless to change
But when I listened to your sermon
I could see how sincere you were
And I loved you all the more because
I was no different than you
The only difference between me and
You is I didn't get caught in my immorality
I've always thought I should be up there
Preaching right beside you but I was to
Ashamed of all my miserable failings
God needs someone a whole lot better
Than me to stand up and preach
I'm so beat down to the pits of hell that
I'll never be qualified to preach anything
To anybody
I told you these things in private and you
Listened with a smile on your face
I thanked you for hearing me out and I
Hoped you wouldn't hate me for my
Pathetic failings
I stood up and grabbed my coat and hat
In a kind and compassionate voice you
Said, 'I'd like you to preach next Sundays
Sermon..'
I said, 'You can't be serious..'
'Don't you understand that I'm a total
Loser?'
The preacher calmly replied, 'Now that
You've been beaten down to the dust and
Have discovered that no one is worthy you
Are qualified to share the story of God's love.'
'Only the sacrifice of Christ and his atonning
Work will get you into heaven.'
'There's nothing you can possibly do or say
That will secure your salvation outside the
Sacrifice Christ made for you on the cross..'
The following Sunday I stood behind the pulpit
And opening the grand old book, I read this
Scripture..
'There is now no condemnation for those in
Christ.'
Other day..
Your message was honest
And heart felt
You were a christian and an
Aspiring minister
But you were still struggling
With temptations
You smoked cigarettes and
You took women to motels
You kept whiskey bottles
In your closet
You cursed to much
But still you loved the lord and
Hoped He would change you
Because..you didn't have the
Strength
You felt powerless to change
But when I listened to your sermon
I could see how sincere you were
And I loved you all the more because
I was no different than you
The only difference between me and
You is I didn't get caught in my immorality
I've always thought I should be up there
Preaching right beside you but I was to
Ashamed of all my miserable failings
God needs someone a whole lot better
Than me to stand up and preach
I'm so beat down to the pits of hell that
I'll never be qualified to preach anything
To anybody
I told you these things in private and you
Listened with a smile on your face
I thanked you for hearing me out and I
Hoped you wouldn't hate me for my
Pathetic failings
I stood up and grabbed my coat and hat
In a kind and compassionate voice you
Said, 'I'd like you to preach next Sundays
Sermon..'
I said, 'You can't be serious..'
'Don't you understand that I'm a total
Loser?'
The preacher calmly replied, 'Now that
You've been beaten down to the dust and
Have discovered that no one is worthy you
Are qualified to share the story of God's love.'
'Only the sacrifice of Christ and his atonning
Work will get you into heaven.'
'There's nothing you can possibly do or say
That will secure your salvation outside the
Sacrifice Christ made for you on the cross..'
The following Sunday I stood behind the pulpit
And opening the grand old book, I read this
Scripture..
'There is now no condemnation for those in
Christ.'
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Posted: Nov 2014
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Dialogue with the Prophet Muhammad
Using an exciting new app "quantum entanglement" I managed to contact the Prophet Muhammad for an exclusive interview..
Ken: Thank you for giving me your time Muhammad..As-Salamu Alaikum...
Muhammad: Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the worlds!
Ken: Amen to that. You are the messenger of Islam?
Muhammad: Yes I am the messenger of Allah to the world, of Him whose is the Kingdom of the heaven and the earth..There is no God but He..My duty is to make sure the message reaches all..It is God's part to make them accountable...
Ken: Accountable? As in jihad? I understand there are at least 109 verses in the Quran that call Muslims to war with non-believers for the sake of Islamic rule...
Muhammad: Yes..The Quran states, (2, 191, 193) "And kill them wherever you find them and turn them out where they have turned you out, and disbelief is worse than killing..Quran (4, 76) "Those who believe fight in the cause of Allah." (2,-244) "Fighting is prescribed for you."
Ken: Do you support the recent activity of ISIS such as beheading of Westerners?
Muhammad: Not really Ken..There is a term in Islam called Dhimmi..It refers to non-Muslim subjects of a Muslim state.."If anyone wrongs a man with whom a covenant has been made, or curtails any right of his, or imposes on him more than he can bear, or takes anything from him without due cause, I shall be his adversary on the Day of Resurrection..
Ken: Very compassionate good Prophet..
Muhammad: I also grieve the killing of Muslims by Muslims..The split came after my death..Hence the Shiites and the Sunni...
Ken: Are you the main example of all of Islam to follow?
Muhammad: A good example is Abraham and those who followed him..He and his followers prayed, "Our Lord! In thee do we trust, and to thee do we turn in repentance..To thee is our final goal" (60, 4)
Ken: Cool...Do you have any other quotes before we wrap this up?
Muhammad: Yes Ken.."O ye who believe! Bow down and prostrate yourselves and adore you Lord and do good: that ye may prosper...Just as Salah ad-Din was a benevolent man, respected by both Christians and Muslims..His acts at the end of the Third Crusades demonstrated Muslims and Christians are not in a "civilization" clash, but rather in a "civilization" bondage..
Ken: Very nice Prophet..As a Christian as I believe in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ's message of compassion and forgiveness, "whoever smites you on one cheek, turn the other too."
Muhammad: Yes..I say to you, "O Allah, You are the original source of all peace."
Ken: As- Salamu Alaikum!
Muhammad: Wa-Alaikum-Salaam!
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
Sunday Poem...Peace be with you!
Never Alone !
Where is my child ?
I miss her, I miss her smile !
But I can't seem, to find her anywhere.
Is she lost behind, that empty stare ?
I search her beautiful eyes now, so very blue
I search for the soul, that I once knew to be so true
For the one I see, my heart does no longer recognize.
She has hidden herself, beneath a blurry, dark disguise, why ?
Doesn't she remember ? Oh, how can she not know ?
Just how very much, that she is loved and is needed so.
Why does she numb herself, to be as unfeeling as stone ?
How could she have forgotten ?, that she is never alone.
For she is connected, to that greater love so pure, so strong.
A love that would never leave her and has been with her all along.
It shines down upon her, as bright as the shiniest light, that has ever shone.
It surely wants her to know, that she is never alone !
It surrounds and follows her everywhere.
Believing, that the knowing part of her soul, still knows it's there.
So I'll have faith while I wait and I pray a mother's prayer.
Never wanting to ever think, what I know my heart could never bear.
For she has so very much to give, a most precious life to live and so much to share.
So many special gifts, of which she is not yet fully aware.
Until she can see crystal clearly, through unveiled eyes.
Only then can she know, that she already has the most greatest prize.
To again feel what is really real and know it's already her very own
For from the start, she became an integral part and not unfeeling stone.
Eternally connected to that greatest unfailing love and not ever, no never, never alone.
Never alone !
I miss her, I miss her smile !
But I can't seem, to find her anywhere.
Is she lost behind, that empty stare ?
I search her beautiful eyes now, so very blue
I search for the soul, that I once knew to be so true
For the one I see, my heart does no longer recognize.
She has hidden herself, beneath a blurry, dark disguise, why ?
Doesn't she remember ? Oh, how can she not know ?
Just how very much, that she is loved and is needed so.
Why does she numb herself, to be as unfeeling as stone ?
How could she have forgotten ?, that she is never alone.
For she is connected, to that greater love so pure, so strong.
A love that would never leave her and has been with her all along.
It shines down upon her, as bright as the shiniest light, that has ever shone.
It surely wants her to know, that she is never alone !
It surrounds and follows her everywhere.
Believing, that the knowing part of her soul, still knows it's there.
So I'll have faith while I wait and I pray a mother's prayer.
Never wanting to ever think, what I know my heart could never bear.
For she has so very much to give, a most precious life to live and so much to share.
So many special gifts, of which she is not yet fully aware.
Until she can see crystal clearly, through unveiled eyes.
Only then can she know, that she already has the most greatest prize.
To again feel what is really real and know it's already her very own
For from the start, she became an integral part and not unfeeling stone.
Eternally connected to that greatest unfailing love and not ever, no never, never alone.
Never alone !
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
I think this poem explains itself ! After seeing a very close relative go through a very difficult patch, I was inspired to write this, as I also love her as dearly as my own.shadow warrior
A warrior waiting in the shadows ready to fight for whats right a knight in black armour with a glow a shadow a stare are you not there this man shall not dare hightened awareness a scream befalls a dark engagment from within shall i wonder shall i stare. Deep within calls deep without. Not my thought listens closely dwelling den betrayed again no way i can hold back getting ready for attack lightning rattles i jump back on my horse riding off in stampling remorse can i go can i stay no more no more i have to go pray..
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Posted: Jan 2014
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