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Walk with the dreamers,
The Believers,
The Courageous,
The Cheerful,
The Planners,
The Doers,


The Successful People
With their heads in the clouds
And their feet on the ground.
Let their spirit ignite a fire
Within you to leave this world
Better than when you found it.

It's a scientific revolution!
A superstitious quick solution

It's an intellectual inovation
A genetic remake of God's creation

It's Origin Mania in
perpetual transition

An Evolutionary Smackdown
of our Primal Condition

It's a host of theories
struggling for Survival

Anything they'll believe
But God and The Bible

Even the Stars are
dragged from their
lofty Height

And thoroughly Ravagged
of their Spectral Light

NOW..

Astrologically Persuaded
That from Stardust
Are we Dated

Stardust sprinkling
Earths Atmosphere..
Behold! The Pop-Up
People suddenly Appear!

But is the mathematics
of Human Logic
squarely the root
of Stellar Magic!

Or the Spontaneous Act
of a Living God..
Breathing the
Breath of Life
in a Lifeless Clod

An Idolatrous Imagination
Bows to Sophistical
Disinformation

And in spite of all
we Do and Think..

ALMIGHTY GOD
IS THE
MISSING LINK!

cafetwo2010

oh life what matters in the end
ol' Sol rises, arcs over, descends
all hate and love are but a blink
in larger schemes of time a wink

time approaches an ending encroaches
a dark full view, whole moon turns new
and shadows disappear in the night
no form of light to reference to

that all souls walk into twilight
after a lifelong experienced time
wiser became from sweet afflictions
taken for truth well past the prime

in crisp clear corners of my eyes
i see the autumn of our lives
what happened last repeats repast
in wake of death, past last breath

oh, lay my bones on plains unknown
bleach them out to shades of cream
let them dry as life goes by
my spirit may wander a soulful dream

© agoodguy2have 2010-11-29

Coffee's in the air, housecoats are on
top of the tree silver star greets the dawn
blanket for needles that fall off the tree
silver dollar snowflakes in the sky falling free

House is electric with the thought under tree
young ones with vision in their days and their dreams
boxes and stockings and cards filled with love
the who it came from......it was given to me

Christmas morning's greeted with the same record played
a memory that stays as your years pass you by
streets fall in silence as love stays at home
ribbons and bows wrapped up paper and tape

A time to remember what this day is about~

To our loved ones we tell no lie
With our neighbors our voice not high
From all the joys and luxuries
We are content with blue sky

On wrong doers a watchful eye
With good friends we share our pie
To injustice, sorrow and pain
"Not our business" does not apply

A Holy Child was born to try
to save, revive and edify
The evil ones much displeased
To his Father did he fly

Evil's around with ropes to tie
"Sorry, No way" say You and I
Our Lord's with us, we stand by
With us alive, evil shall die

Today, I woke up feeling physically ‘crappy’, and the mood is still persisting…,
That’s correct, it is just a mood…,
And, because, I normally feel great physically, I start panicking when this ‘crappiness’ grips me, and I start thinking ‘wonky’…,
I’m starting to come out of it just a tad, but not by much, mind you, maybe 5% or so, so, let’s take what I say with a huge pinch of salt,
I may renege on some of it tomorrow, or next year, or whatever…


Anyways, it is late afternoon, and I begin reading one of my favourite spiritual books in the hopes that I may get some ‘enlightenment’,
I was lucky, I hit upon a fantastic stretch in the book, and my noggin starts workin’,
I get up to get a drink of water from the kitchen, and there was Molly, the beloved’s mutt,
It is an uncharacteristically cold and rainy winter’s day in Limassol, today,
As I’m sipping the water, I look down at Molly,
And I thinks to myself:
“God, why would anyone choose to incarnate as this mutt,
When we have so many other endless choices,
For that matter, why did I choose to incarnate as me, when I coulda’ have appeared as Sean Connery or something…”,
Although who knows, I may have dome Sean Connery in some distant past,[the equivalent thereof, anyway…, lol…, or ‘future’],
My train of thought gravitates back to Molly,
Lowly hound, serving the beloved…,
Aaahhh, that’s a clue,
Molly is ‘serving’ the beloved, and when I think of the utter pleasure the beloved gets from Molly,
I start to thinks further,
I thinks of the incredible love she has for Molly,
What constant companionship Molly provides,
What joy she gives to the beloved as she accepts a dog biscuit from her…,


“My god…,”, me thinks, I could not give such unselfish love by incarnating as the ‘lowly’ Molly in a million years of trying,
I have played nurse to a friend or two and nearly ended up jumping off the proverbial 13th floor…,
So I bend down and look long and deep into Molly’s eyes,
And I swear, I thought I caught a glimpse of the utter divinity in Molly, and it choked me up and I wanted to weep uncontrollably,
But, my damn proprietary stopped me, I will weep when I’m alone,
Not sorrowful tears, mind you, but tears of incredible and ineffable joy,
Tears of liberation from my enigmatic existence…,
As I realized intensely that Molly was living an extraordinarily complex life thru serving the beloved,
And I was humbled, and I was grateful to Molly, ‘the lowly mutt’ for the cosmic lesson she taught me today…

To see evil is to know it is real to feel evil and to see it is as strong as you allow it to be you do not excape evil but contain it there for evil must be imprisoned in the soul and surrendered by love that is the power of GOD only then is it truly conquered

The night skies was without a single star
voices from beside me seem miles away
confussion was etched on my weary face
only my voice i hear in this deserted cave.

I searched the earth far & wide
voyaging the deep blue waters without focus
my ship forced through the stormy tides
but in the middle of sea,it lost it's course.

With hands akimbo,i sat on deck
if it ends here,which story will i tell
the thought gave me a sweaty neck
but just then,the lord himself appeared.

What i've always searched for was within me
waitin earnestly for me to call on Him
& just as he spoke,i found relief
the pang in me suddenly lost it's grip
He commanded the winds to fill my sail
& as he left,He Said 'i'll be with you always'.

Oh Clouds above sing along
For I travel to Shimoga
With my soul-Veena

An embrace on her enchanting beauty,
A fathomless solace engulf the spirit
An inexpressible appreciation she deserves
Traveling near to the ethereal
A harmonic whisper she produce
Filling the void of this seeker,
Edifying this mind her strings dance.

Oh! Tress Sing along
For I travel to shimoga
With my soul-Veena

Appealing to the spirit of ears
A vital gratification she sheds
Heard in the earthly breeze-her sound
A cosmic being her body is
An endless passion overshadows
To be thy half in this birth and in the births to come.

Oh Stars Above-Mother Kaveri, Sing along
For I travel to Shimoga
With my soul veena

What do we love about Christmas;
Does our delight reside in things?
Or are the feelings in our hearts
The real gift the Christmas
brings.

It's seeing those we love,
And sending Christmas Cards,too
Appreciating people who bring us
joy.
Special people just like u.