Love’s Evolution

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One Love

One Love

Most addictions are a form of self-harm

Over doing something beyond moderation

Food, drink, sex, money, medication

Either prescribed and, or for recreation

Is all a lack of self-love manifestation

Running away from the self, a form of self-escapism

And in fact…

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Every choice or action

Can be identified either as an affirmation

Of self love, or, a lack of self love

A simple reduction

For everything we do is either for, or against

Loving the self, or not loving the self

Loving one another, or not loving another

If one can be mindful enough to ask oneself before doing or saying anything:

‘Is this loving?’

Then we have a fighting chance of turning human ignorance around

But mindfulness is a whole other level altogether

That bolts on from Self-Love

A training of the mind and heart to align as One

For only when the hearts and minds of the people are aligned in self-love

Can the race of human souls come to together as one heart and one mind

One nation, one planet

In peace, love and resolution

Sometimes it takes hard work, blood, sweat and tears to figure it out

Because there’s no short cut to experience

Only trial and error and resistance

Just think of it like a game of dominoes

With only ones and zeros

A viral infection

Of switching Off’s to On’s

We are here to learn through Love’s evolution

That’s it, plain and simple

Except that it’s not so simple

As there are many different levels, planes and higher echelon’s

To evolving through love

And once one embarks upon this path its really very difficult

As one cannot go back to that safe cosy place of blissful ignorance

The safety net is gone, actually there never was one 

And this is a very challenging concept for everyone, not just for some

There follows a crisis of identity and blame 

Escaping behind and clinging to

Illusions of the mind and the ego

Making someone an underdog because something’s gone wrong

But actually it was never real in the first place

For there is only Love’s evolution

Love is all there is and everything else is just another illusion

Divine and Conquer

Red Rose Garden by Jessica Jenney

Red Rose Garden by Jessica Jenney

The problem with most women, which is really irritating, is that they are so frickin insecure 

And this is why Feminism will never WORK.

Not until all women

Learn to Love and accept themselves, so much so, that they no longer seek outside validation

To be who they want to be, or do what they want to do, and finally get around to eliminating

A neurotic pattern of sabotaging other women, in order to wreak power and extort gratification

And start to Love other women as thyself, soul-mothers, sisters, daughters, best-friends, to each and every one another. If that’s at all possible?

For competition and one-up-man-ship is emulating behavioural male qualities of politicians and businessmen

Which procures the emotion of insecure, as a precursor, to divide and conquer

We are all infinitely stronger together.

Otherwise we are simply dividing and conquering ourselves from within

Reflected without 

Think of ones heart as a holographic prism 

Fragment of the one-heart seeking to refract light

United in One-Self-Love. Synchronised. Like sunshine

Those whom make it obvious that ‘Love Lives Here’, and that its safe to let go of fear

Sharing an omnipotent warmth of presence, so that its always crystal clear

Without a shadow of a doubt, eradicates all blocks to the awareness of love’s presence, at any given moment

One-self equality, maintaining the balance of co-operation, co-joined, dovetailing, yin-yang dynamism

Never judge a book by a cover, never listen to, or indulge in gossip, keep aspiring to loftier ideals

Rather than waste time away, from developing a more emotionally fulfilling array, of masculine and feminine principals

Explore, expand, uncover, discover, ones inner galactic ambassador, of love’s self-fulfilling pleasure, a co-curator for the Great Mother, Earth, and all whom love and adore her

Fully immersed, basking in the one-love, the one-creator, the one-earth, ‘The-One’

Because ‘Everything-But-Everything’ out there, is an illusion!

For unless one listens to ones heart, it’s all in the mind

And therefore a self-created delusional, theoretical, convoluted, puffed-up hypothetical, singularly over-identificational, skewed-up logic, that’s totally irrational

A fictional-figment, emotional blockage, incapacity to think poetically, a blinkered, marginalised limitation that spreads like a viral infection

A cancerous weed, in fertile soil, that requires regular hoeing, tilling, stripping back, pruning, manicuring 

Prevention is better than cure, in order for potentiality to fully bloom pure

Like a beautiful rose garden

Lest it becomes horribly tangled and overgrown by conjectural, conceptual jargon…

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Sauce Factory

James Steinberg

Illustration by James Steinberg

Too much academia can be just as detrimental as too little

Conjecture needs to be tempered with another kind of education

Of the heart with a soul in a body

So many lonely people over-focusing

Victim of the ever-calculating, mind-bending, conveyor-belt of manipulation, escapism, addictive need for outer-validation

Balance is the only way to rein-in the racing

Over-active, hypersensitive reactive, mental ranting’s

Of the egoooooo

And just breatheeeeeeeee

Remember how to Be once more

Reclaiming the innocence, an inner peace of the body

Reintegrating this peace back into ones outer reality, consciously

A slightly more elevated way of operating potentially

Because one can, that is free from the primal, base desires of men and women

Where one becomes a prospective contractual sexual possession

Where love, sex, marriage and babies have become just another business arrangement, part of a sustainable profit margin

And the buggers just wont let go

Like a Pit Bull shaking its over-sized head, over and over again, Grrrrr

Seduced by the synthetic master of illusion

The machine of advertising, where money is king

Playing on the emotional neediness of humans

Consisting of hundreds of thousands, and tens of millions

Of jealous, insecure, women and greedy, controlling men

A polarised myopic view perhaps, yes

And I think I’ve changed my mind, I now agree

With the Big FO, that it’s actually necessary, every now and then

‘Turning the other cheek’ isn’t always enough

So read between the lines, pick a number, three, two, one

Walking as far away as one can, in the extreme opposite direction

But even then there’s a whole generation raised on ‘Cyber Bullying’

An enforced psychological relationship against ones will, that is ongoing

Equally, with a dip stick, or, a huge corporate organisation

How can you get rid of such people, who invade ones personal headspace daily, without an invitation?

Once you’ve become a potential contender for a fiscal income

Or someone’s emotional, psychological obsession?

Like an addiction, a digital cat-toy, an irrational, illogical pathological condition

Another once-was fluffy-bunny, badly damaged by so-called family, and-or drugs, alcohol, hedonism, bla

That maybe it’s kinder just to tuck them up to sleep in dream La-La Land 

Wish them a safe passage home, back to the source, soup, mother-ship, recycling-plant for lost souls, the Daddy’s Sauce factory of soul-purpose

Better luck next time around with ones soul-life and so until then pet, it’s aufedersein

Relief Outlet

The Windup Girl by xanderhyde on Deviant Art

The Windup Girl
by xanderhyde on Deviant Art

All women experience enforced sexual servitude at some point

Married or not, and is a fundamental feminist observation 

That her body is already pre-appropriated for a specific purpose or task

A political pawn

Necessary to replenish the population, army, work force, for state procreation

And, or the pleasure principal, a distraction from critical debate

Should bodies or relationships be controlled, choices contrived, towards an engineered trajectory? 

Is free love really free? 

Strange sexual transgressions pushing the boundaries

Of accepted normality

Beyond the regulated range of the consumer market bubble

That excludes personal liberty

Blind eyes are turned, just so long as its profitable

Force-fed a diet of highly controlled fictional imagery, bombardment

Provides a carefully manufactured façade of illusion

To manipulate people into doing things a certain way

Lulled into a false sense of insecurity and self-rejection

As one attempts to dismantle the edifice of structural tradition

Sinking like quicksand, side-effects of conformity, fraught with hidden murky undertones

That require regular quick-fix, relief-outlets

For the suppressed, repressed emotions

Of rib-less culture struggles, the queerest folk of the post-millennium

Age of narcissism, driven

By the machine of desire, overloaded with titillation

Stretched beyond ones misshapen limits, and all recognition

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Inspired by quotes from feminist writers: Monique Wittig and Jennifer Doyle

Mortal Loop

Frieze-dried Dharma, Instant wash-and-go Kharma

All Life is Finite

The mortality-envelope

Momentary-vessel

Of the Immortal-Soul

It’s just a matter of ‘When’

That’s the illusion of Time

There is no down-the-line

Nowhere to hide

A kinda delayed-reaction

Frieze-dried Dharma

Instant wash-and-go Kharma

Stored up over the years, condensed

Into a single nao-second blink of an eye-lid

Catapult-fling, collective-memory

Where each and every moment of Now, just happens to be another

New moment of now

Now is the ‘New Now’

And forever and ever, again

To Be… Amen

And this too shall come to pass

>^.^<

 

 

Accept Bless Release

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It’s always about self love

Our relationships reflect how we feel about ourselves

If it’s come to a head

Then it’s because you’ve grown

And because you Love yourself enough now

To know

That you deserve better

That you don’t have to place yourself in abusive situations

Or put up with stuff

In order to deserve Love, anymore

Accept, bless, release the lesson

And raise your sights anew

Keep the faith

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A Loving Mind

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The true purpose of the mind is to align with Love

Thinking thoughts sponsored by Love

That perpetrate actions and deeds also supported by, and grounded in Love

Attracts prosperity and magnetises well being

It is not necessary to chase money

Compete to be number one

Take from others to give to oneself

Make someone wrong in order to appear right, etc

When one serves through Love

For using the mind lovingly has it’s own rewards

Honouring the energetic vibration of Love

Has the effect of making ones heart sing which in turn uplifts the hearts of others

And is the most powerful healing force in the universe that is wholly infectious

U-sing love constructively to assist, compliment, improve, and enhance

Is a path of service that opens one to receive so much more

Than one was previously able to perceive

26 September