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You can only understand this if you understand the depth of the history behind the concept of the Sun, Sol, as the Human SOUL. It is exactly why those words sound exactly alike. What, you believe in coincidences? Not me. God is inside all of you.And also in that rock.In that cloud that looks like…
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I just realized there is no hurry. I’m destined to become enlightened.That definitely makes me feel better. I’m where I belong, but frightened.I have to learn to trust things will Work out no matter what.I have to learn to stop trying to Force outcomes. I cannot.If I’m immortal, (and I am and So, my friend,…
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I might be grateful later,Right now I’m angry I exist.I don’t get why I have to suffer.What the heck is this? It’s been over 6 months nowAnd no end to the pain.And I am sick and tired ofComplaining yet again!
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I found this saved as ‘aaaaaaa’ in my Google docs. I wouldn’t have chosen to curse today but I feel I should just leave it the way I found it. Many wisdoms in, it seems there’s so much more to know.And that which I learned on this Earth, I learned so long ago.For many lives…
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I will remind myself and all of you lovely people who I sincerely love very deeply that no savior external to you is coming to save you. They WANT you to believe that one is. They wrote it into the Bible! I know this. I read it without that part in it. Things are always…
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I stopped posting Poetry on Twitter but sometimes I will catch myself writing it on there and then select all/ctrl+x to paste here for my lovely readers who will actually see it and appreciate it. They have me completely muzzled on that site. I don’t know why I still use it at all. I stopped…
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Does not get you what you pray for. But I don’t really want a golden goose so it’s all good. God, send me a cow.I need some magic beans.So I can climb right up to you.A beanstalk, verdant green—Send me something please, my Lord.I need a miracle.Just grant to me, your grace, my God.Wisdom, empirical.
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I must not compare my path to othersFor profit or for lack.Each of our paths is differentDon’t give yourself much flack.You’re right where you’re supposed to be.(I’m preaching to myself.)Your path is yours. It don’t belongTo anybody else.We’re all here for different reasons,But reasons just the same.You cannot die before your time.God decides this game.
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It just occurred to me that no one can stop me from writing as many sonnets as I wish. Whene’er I feel myself begin to spiral, I must remind myself that I’m divine. And God is still in charge, and God is just. There’s fruit that’s yet to blossom on the vine. I have to…
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I was just thinking about this in my kitchen while listening to Amy Winehouse’s seminal Back in Black. She co-wrote every song she ever recorded. I miss her. I get it though. Her flame was meant to shine very brightly, yet briefly. I’m thankful for what she gave us. But I thanked God for her.…
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I put my prayers in poem.Because then I can look back uponThe prayers and see my progress.I’m learning how to hog less.I’m learning how to love me.I’m much better at loving thee.And the only way to be free.Is to express love endlessly.
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Yield to the flow of timeYield to the flow of time.Mine is yours andYours is mine.Yield to the flow of time.
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If gratitude is the key as some say.Then I will express it as often as I can.I did today: in tears I thanked the Lord.For blessing me so richly in this land. But Earthly riches are worth less than zero.You cannot take them with you. Know what you can?The experiences you had here. The people…
Musings of the Mad 