Diaspora exiled by her need to GET OUT! inner mandate to separate disconnect defect, can't stay and SUFFOCATE got to ESCAPE; sever from first home, to mock scoff in the unplumbed un - ease til it could be no more; gospel got through in a liquor store "that's killing me;" had thought family men, city to blame, but the truth came by way of a bottle God's foot throttled her neck "I'm going to die or live in this train wreck!" reborn from that crash in the 12-Step path a mud-shorn lotus connected with something GOOD without an "owe" and so she testifies to a way home to a portable one-day-at-a time manna-ALTER of consciousness; bedecked with people, God, Spirit siblings within one another yet alone sharing, feeling, healing, caring exiled, wild in the diaspora. |
Above the Fray heaven blossoms in the dark arc within . . . ahhh . . . light, a window, open in that cathedral, lets a crow come cawing into lofty calm; undetected thoughts shift, create a rift pull away from starry, or purple, or blue-black third-eye nave; vigilant, wise serpent's eye in Love coos "no matter who you are, what you have to say, move along for now, go on your way;" . . . dove-gentle return to dream, seek vibrant stillness let go as Spirit hovers over the deep . . . over the face of the waters . . . above the fray . . . til another bird enters the nave. |
"In the beginning,
God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters." - Genesis 1:1-2 |
Jesus says that the kingdom of Heaven is within and around us.
Experience verifies that consciousness does not come from the brain, but precedes and lives after our life. The Spirit of God was hovering over us. Are we all immaculate conceptions? created when the world was created? separated at birth into bodies, reborn into our Spirits as One? |
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Drive Home
silent Esplanade
(inhale)
I asked,
"what are you thinking?"
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.
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she said,
"about my sister"
"I feel so loved
so grateful
so much support."
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holy
a heart unveiled
(exhale)
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Drive Home
silent Esplanade
(inhale)
I asked,
"what are you thinking?"
.
.
.
she said,
"about my sister"
"I feel so loved
so grateful
so much support."
.
.
.
holy
a heart unveiled
(exhale)
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Gunshot black women belt back and forth, "you bitch!!!” brother watches, boyfriend smokes leaning against the Ford's door engaged by the flame of match-hit-gas rage; Ashley's prettier than Brittany just the way God made them but honesty, humility may never be since PRIDE makes us HIDE the nature of what's inside can't cross the compare-and-despair DIVIDE; the good-looks commodity created rivalry and a tall tale emerged, a distorted story built on the foundation of fear of not-enough of less-than of none-for-me of who-will-ever-want-me? NO got to go back further in time ancient anger; to see DNA encoded with pain from separation, torture, disdain: trauma passed down through mamas and papas; ancestors weep for daughters caught in this insanity of unjust hierarchy "Lord, deliver them, protect them help them to see their common adversary, the caste system's a thief that crushed their true identities, Lord, no good can come from this confusion." |
Caste Dalits, Blacks, Jews all know the suffering does not stay below but sickens those on top, who pull out all stops to keep purity pollution free safe guard their heredity scripture-led sanctity often unconsciously so deluded as to believe themselves free; what happens to someone who through and through bows down to the who's who? do they go to hell? live it as well? sleep at night? awake in fright? ever mend fences? suffer eternal consequences? conscience obliterated day after day by distractions, injections of confirmations decrees of consent that entitlement is heaven-sent; the British crown, declared divinity, imprisoned a woman in palatial penitentiary; there she lived a severed quark puking in the dark amidst the groans the wails of other royalty captured in caste superiority Diana! goddess of childbirth locked up, alone to produce two for the throne once accomplished went home crushed bone in a bad Mercedes but really died from heart disease. Dutch Sisters Corrie, Betsy Ten Boome hid Jews S. S. threw father and the two into Ravensbruck watched Reich women brutalize; Betsy, under breath, agonized, "those poor women" please realize she spoke of the Germans, not the Jews. sick from their own abuse, frozen souls lost within the lie's noose (Betsy therein died Corrie survived and thrived to tell her truth.) Roger Ailes Barack hailed "the most powerful man in media" while Roger sex assailed, "want to play with the boys? gotta lay with the boys." so women sucked or got fucked, men kissed ass bought the razz ma tazz as he raised Nixon, Reagan, Bush, and Trump, to claim the mightiest tree stump til Murdock dethroned was locked out removed his clout, no longer could reign in his Foxy domain His name said it all, Roger AILS. this country, birthed in an economy of commodities that require slavery which in turn necessitate cruelty hard heartedness reflected today in accessibility of brown black poor to life expectancy, good education, healthcare, safety. Let's rebirth society in a love that's steadfast, the opposite of caste, move towards a greater we shared humanity, take care of those in poverty, live for an equality not assessed in money since the LORD declared "you will always have the poor" but rather listen, seek to meet the universal need for human dignity. . |
Missing
I'm a sojourner, rolling, homesick for a place I don't know; awake but falling asleep conscious but passing out; I'm a dreamer waiting, praying or my friend to return seeking to eliminate the fear that drove her away so long ago huddled with hands, covers under chin "go away!" "go away!" and she did and my Spirit friend has not been back since; the separation damaged me somehow; when I go deep within to the inner dome, there is a cramp a clamp, the closure of a door that won't open; and she was the only one who told me the truth. |
Savior
He saved my life, Richard the poet. Listened, heard, cared enough to approach with nothing but a knowing that it was my time to surrender to let go or die in a lie in overdrive to careen crash collide; saw my INSIDE a spark flared cuz he CARED and was there to carry a message of a way to the LIVING God heart to heart derailed and electrified my mind surprised by joy, of Presence after Step 5. |
A Parable of Two Patients
Years ago, Charlie Tan sickened and went to the hospital but with no insurance; he had been struggling for many years with ravaging drug addiction; the treatment for his new disease was very costly, millions of dollars, and he could not afford it. He wept bitterly and begged; he wrote letters and pleaded. he went before the great Doctor and asked forgiveness. Finally, the Doctor agreed to treat him, as a sign that all his past was forgiven. Oh! how Charlie rejoiced and danced and praised the Doctor and got well. One day, out walking, he saw an acquaintance approaching who turned out to be seeking treatment for a headache brought on by a fender bender when another driver ran a red light; the acquaintance had heard of Charlie's healing; he confessed his payments were lapsed on his health insurance. Charlie said to him, "Oh! They will never treat you then!" His acquaintance suggested, "maybe if you go with me and speak on my behalf, they might?" But Charlie replied, "They might think me ungrateful and besides, look what you brought on yourself by careless driving!" While they were speaking, one of the Doctor's nurses happened to be listening. She went to her Boss and told him what she had overheard. the Doctor called the first patient to him. "I forgave you, and healed you and you in turn have discouraged another. I can no longer bring myself to pay for the medication called for in your on-going recovery." Charlie Tan sickened and was dead within four years. |
In Love with a Confederate
I fell in love with a confederate soldier dashing, energized by soul, who donned a solid refusal to conceal his pride who relished judgement, didn't hide delight in excess, prowess, whiskey, women, homes, prestige he seemed rebellious, to be free umchained from stiff society; unbeknownst to me his charm was fed by cruelty behind the light in those eyes was a giant sized need to be the aggressor, attention's center, competitor, obliterator generator of misery for sons, daughters controlled by his beliefs; a "man's man," he thrived on games wherein the fittest survive; In that land of man's men permit no tear, admit no fear come what may; I received an invitation to conditional participation based on certain stipulations to fan, flatter vanity; and oh how good it feels to be included with the winning team, the crop's cream; never mind those on the sidelines disregard the castaways flying high above the rest, be the queen protege! |
Pearls
blessed are the poor for they find the pearl formed from irritation hard-wired protection lubricates the aggravation generates a jewel, One that matters most, finds the light that neither begins nor ends to show a different way to move through this world each day unfurls its flow "where do you want me to go?" "what do you want me to know?" invisible, yet many lives bear witness; continue to seek its string the abundance the emptiness, singleness, of the One pearl and leave the rest or perpetuate the mess. |
A Party Parable
A Rich Man decided to throw a dinner party with delicious food, dancing, live music, cocktails, the works. He sent out exquisite invitations to friends, family, associates. The RSVP brought in many replies: "My children are flying into town that weekend!" "A property is pending sale." "I'm out of state those dates to inspect my business in Cali." He had already ordered all the booze, food, had paid the musicians, caterers in advance so it became a block party instead and out went a new round of fancy invites. This time, many RSVP's went unanswered while others spoke of problematic dietary restrictions, medical conditions, funerals needing attending, and favorite theater events. "Hmmm" thought the Rich Man. He then asked his servants to invite the homeless, the crippled, disabled, the lame, elderly, the single moms from the projects, providing transportation and baby sitting too. Finally! The seats were filled and everyone had a GREAT experience. |