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Violet’s Delight

Violet’s Delight

Nothing is forever but consciousness
I heard it in a love song
Romanced and danced and entranced
Just how does one decline
The keys to the city
Of inner treasures?

Are we the tools
Or are we the wise
To kiss the ring
To throw away the jewels
To never smell the flowers
Or cast roses
Or blow kisses like liars
Laying dollars at the feet
Of “The Nothing”
But the truth diamonds lightning
Deep into the nonexistent wires
Streaming
Through the crux of everything

You love the birds and the shore
And the air and the land
And the moon soaked star drenched
Deep violet flowers

And like a fool
I let you show me
Some of the many
Wondrously addictive adventures
Radiating out from within
Your violet’s delight

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Fist (Final)

Fist

Unpack my gloves
Lace the ties
I made mistakes
I didn’t think were mistakes at the time
I said things
That should have never been said
I was silent
When I should have been outspoken
I was cloudy
When I thought I was bright
I used good-bye
As my secret deadly weapon
Worse than any fist
Across the face

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Incarnation

Incarnation

We imagine we have forever
In this body
In this lifetime
We happily prefer
To conveniently disremember
All the analytics and statistics
Relative to the 100% possibility
Of our someday dying
Often up to the very last
Breath breathed
Still reflecting
Our gross ego
Burying ourselves in ourselves
With the many illusory things
That clutter up
An otherwise clueless life
Foregoing the real jewels
And hidden treasures
For all those transitory trinkets
Of what’s fleeting
Here today gone tomorrow
In the prisons we build
In all the love
That we think, wish
And dream we make
Too much of
The same old story
We finally dive
Off the platform of surrender
Into another mainline lifetime
Ocean of one truth
One conception
One victory
One resurrection
One answer
Innumerable exemplifications
One death
And one life through generations
Incarnation by incarnation
Poco y poco
The kid gloves come off
The blood of the lamb
Passing through another avenue in time
Searching for the lost ambrosial treasure
Searching the nectar
As the lotus blossom slowly opens
With the radiance of divine mercy
Without shame or reservation
For fear of some devastating failure
Or a selfish pride we cling to
Having waited in line
Waylaid
At imagination station
So as to hit the mark
Spot on dime
Dead nuts
Without volition
Or reflection
As is tradition
As if we were just actors on a stage
With permanent masks
Trying to disguise
The same hidden fear
Spawned by true believers
As to our intrinsic irrelevance
And our apparently vast insignificance

Or to reveal a bejeweled
Beloved splender
Holding divine office incognito
In the heart
Of the prison mind

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The Path Of Love

The Path Of Love

It’s easy to be critical
Of the criticized
With a slight prejudicial lean
Based upon questionable claims
And sloppier assumptions
What’s based on truth
Seems to be more difficult
The more sane I am
The more I am insane

Take this junk heap pile
Of information
Take it to the cemetery
Take it to the grave
It’s GOD’s will
If it’s GOD’s will
Then nothing can destroy us

So here’s a pound of pain
A pound of pleasure
My soul’s symphony
My box of rain
Making a new song blossom
Onward
Better than ever
As the silence
Of Meher Baba Is proclaimed

I was missing in action
Tired of the gun
I can’t do any more
And it’s hard to forget
I’m not in control of my life
Gave up whatever for whatever
Just like your fingerprint
Just like your DNA
Everyone gets there
Through whichever life
Inspires one’s self delusional
Existence
To remove another veil
To our own beauty
Now ascertained

I’m having an ego attack
I have to write
Flip a coin any coin
Can any worldly ego truly
Supersede
GOD’s most infinite light?
We’re so smart
We occasionally out smart ourselves

We find that when it really matters
There is no voice
There is no chatter
And there is no black and white

That never-ending everlasting kiss
Within a silent wave
Across the sleeping lake
Of blossoming unconsciousness to consciousness
Just a will-o-the-wisp like illumination
A brush of tender lips
That inner
That ancient
Illumination server, time traveler
Upon this magic light speed autobahn
They sometimes call
THE PATH OF LOVE

But the path goes on forever
This cosmic drenched galactic pineal throne
Star-rider, perfect stranger
Dripping hidden secrets
From the one eye
Beaming through the rift within
The spark of consciousness
Innate within the nothingness
The crowning jewel
The king of kings
As is written in the scroll of every stone

Of what’s divine is all forgiving
Even if we give up the fight
Even if we have no need of him
Even if we’ve said SAT NAM a million times
And said 10,000 rosaries
In the beginning
Even if we drank the blood
And ate the flesh
Of the Avatar
The only thing
That is really existing
Even if we’ve died
A thousand deaths
Of many
Famous fabulous mausoleum incarnations
Don’t worry be happy
When you’ve lost it all

The universe
Is locked within
This tantra
This conflagration of love
Who’s name is consciousness in realization –
The secret silent blaze
In every soul – I call
The silence of Meher Baba

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You Dreamer Of Dreams

You Dreamer Of Dreams

Old nursery rhyme:
Before liberation – chop wood, carry water
After liberation – chop wood, carry water

Your selfishness
Is my own selfishness
Held responsible for each other
We cannot run and hide
And claim and blame
And wheel and deal
And mask and lie
And build and mend the walls
Just to tear them down again and again
With the price more often than not
Paid with the currency
Of human tradgedy
And suffering
And slavery
Built into the circuitry
Of the new dehumanization
Just to reinitiate the eye of the cycle
Just to build
The same but different walls back up
Stronger again

Now taking passengers
All aboard
Price fully paid
Bursting at the seams
Stirred in with ambrosial
Nectar mutations and memes
Transfixed in the chimes
Nestled aboard celestial wind’s
Fecund breeze
Reflected in the crystal mirror sheen

You inner knower
You searcher of hearts
You home for the homeless
You dreamer of dreams

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Jivatma Om Shiva

Jivatma Om Shiva

This state of concurrent awareness
Or where we are
In our
Inner march
Assimilating the language of the synapse
The sacred wine
The eternal bouquet
The ubiquitous mind –

Jivatma om shiva

Taking notes
Harboring decisions
Processing claims
Compiling composites
Outlining random far flung extrapolations
Scrutinizing the unapparent
Calculating every involuntary
Twitch of a nerve
And eventually
A bold initiation
An agreed upon rendezvous
Pushing onward
Focusing inward upward
To the next rung
Of wisdom’s rooftop tongue –

Jivatma om shiva

Those are the rules
I didn’t make them up
Who do I need to bribe?
Can I get a witness?
Consciousness is everywhere
In everything
It knows and is
It loves and is the source of love
The one and only love
With an unending depth of expression
Manifested through our very next breath –

Jivatma om shiva

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After Chinese

After Chinese

If there wasn’t a creator
Before creation
There is one now
Without the tricks of the trade
Without the frame by frame
Imperceptible jabs and hooks
Or the hacks
With the silent invisible names
With no ropes or digits
Or chains
No wires or scissors
Or DNA strands or strains
Of human brains
And certainly no religion
That old man river
Quasi quantum liberation
Post delusional
Fame infused glamor jaded
Eager to surrender
Stepped upon a covert crack
Not to interrupt the games

Immaculate mary
Our hearts are on fire
As we dabble
In the glitter
Groveling in the ash
In noncompliant sparks
And electrical
Chargers, flickers and connections
With impressively thick wads
Of self detonating cash
While mixing yet another cocktail
Fix in illusion
At a minuscule rendezvous crossroads
Burned through like one consecrated
Concise
Prick of a tantric laser focused
Burning branding tattoo
Thousand petal lotus
Just relax
In a space/time vortex consortium
Through the ancient silent salient
Fortune cookie proclamation
Portal
After chinese
Comes this very special announcement:

Great good fortune now awaits us all
And we’ve just begun to dance

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The New Jamboree

The New Jamboree

After having read GOD SPEAKS
Seven times
Yet after only one true read
Was lifted out of hell
And dropped into heaven
So it behooves me to testify
As my offering of obedience
About the science of the silence
Eternally spoken
That has no description
Yet is ceaselessly described

Hold tight to his dhaman
In GOD I trust –
I bow to the religionless religion
Written in the blood and guts
Written in the roots
Pulsing up
In the ecstasy
Shouting out from within each bloom
Shouting out from the dawn of light
Caveman looking for some burning bright
Algorithms in tight genes
Rolled up in an endless sea
Of bubbles bubbling
Boiling over
In imagination
From the lowest of the low
To the highest of the high
Like the dust
Of the dust
Of the gurus feet All in praise of the ancient one
In the new jamboree

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Miracle Dot

Miracle Dot

Connecting the wrong dot
Is always wrong
But sometimes better
A slow flower unfurling
To a lowly worm
Through an occasional
Poorly chosen miracle dot
How’s the weather?

All these great deep modules of wisdom
I keep telling myself
Are mere steps
On the rungs of Jacob’s ladder
Wishing you your health

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The Hidden Deal

The Hidden Deal

Here’s the deal

You suffer long and hard
Including intermittent joy
And delusional happiness
That appears to be eternal
But never is
Then, after
60,000,000
Countless fantasy lifetimes
From the sub sub semi-quantum
Particle
Of a whim
Lasting fractions of a second
Onward and upward
From stone to metal
From metal to vegetable
From vegetable to worm
From worm to fish
From fish to bird
From bird to mammal
And finally to human being;
And after 8.4 million lives as human,
Woman and man, rich and poor
Great and bad
Happy and sad
And everything in between
You get to be one with GOD
And by all accounts
It’s perfectly beautiful
Ineffable and eternal…

Now what?