For Goodness Sake

Dal Lake, Kashmir-2 Painting by Suhail Naqshbandi

Dal Lake, Kashmir-2 Painting by Suhail Naqshbandi

Sometimes when I awake, there is an almighty mountain and a lake

Standing between my faith and my dreams, for goodness sake

But no matter how impossible ‘the way’, may at first seem

know that it can’t stop the growth or expansion within, that enables me to create

Creativity is the energy that makes everything feel so deeply, wonderfully and deliciously real

***

And even though sometimes when I awake

A mighty river may appear, slap-bang-in-the-middle

Gushing between my faith and my dreams

Despite all that I have seen, it doesn’t stop me from staying true to my ideals

It doesn’t stop the inexplicable sense of ease and flow, or the zeal

And so, I give thanks that the Earth still turns and the Sun still shines

The Birds still sing and I feel fine, with all of life’s appeal

***

And even though when I awake, it might take, a moment or so, to align

I know, that a joyous attitude is simply just another ‘state-of-mind’

A state of being that I can choose, at any given point in time

Sublimely independent from anything observably external

Because ultimately, we are all creators of our own realities

Each of us, from a source of energy that is always pure and eternal

All one has to do, is allow the reality most desired, unto oneself reveal

For attached to every thought and feeling is a physical material sequel

Therefore it’s helpful to orientate one’s most-frequent ‘point-of-focus’ in the vicinity of all things desirous and pleasurable

Lest one unwittingly creates unwanted realities, going around and around in circles…

***

Energy, Expansion and Eternity

reach-for-dreams

Scientifically, it follows that if energy ‘cannot be destroyed’ and can only ‘change form’,  then death must be an illusion

Because no-one can ever stop being: a-direct-extension-of-Source-Energy

So technically, nobody actually goes anywhere, because as a vibrational-being-of-energy, one can only keep transitioning, between ‘non-physical and physical’ states-of-being

It’s a never-ending-journey of growth and expansion

On the path of becoming: a-master-of-alignment-with-Source-Energy, where the material-physical, is conjured from the metaphysical-spiritual

Learning to become a ‘Conscious-Creator’, enjoying the process of manifesting the realities most desired, through the correct use of one’s heart-supported mind

For behold, we are all made from the same stuff as Source-Energy, the energy that creates Worlds

Made in God-Source-Energy’s own likeness, nothing new there, this we’ve always been told

But what ‘own-likeness’ actually means, is that we are all created from the one-and-the-same immortal-soul

Therefore, whatever one energetically extends, or withholds

Unto one’s own-self, one also carbon-copy magnetises, or repels

For all energy is eternal

And so this is why it is absolutely key, to embrace the concept of self-love and self-care, with genuine sincerity

As an essential way of better-understanding one’s true role

As co-creator / curator, by extending authentic consideration and empathy

To oneself, each other and the entire Natural World

As a true reflection of ones inner-integrity

And as a holographic fragment of the ‘All-There-Is’, for the ‘All-There-Is’, is LOVE

Of which Love is the purest form of Energy, with which one can align

The energetic signature of God-Source-Energy, Divine

Love without attachment to conditions, is achieved by raising one’s energetic vibrational offering, in-line

With the vibrational frequency of Source-Energy’s sweet sublime

To love and accept oneself unconditionally, as much as Source-Energy loves you, and every single living being, already!

Vibrational-alignment’ allows for a serendipitous, synchronicitous, energetic-flow, that naturally magnetises all of one’s hearts desires, without effort, manipulation or control

By letting-go of resistance, and instead surrendering to faith, trust and confidence

No-one can ever escape this natural Dharmic, Khamic law-of-energy flow

As this cyclic source of Primordial Qi, is actually ones ‘primary identity’, don’t you know?

For one can only be here now, as a direct Extension-of-Source-Energy, and so therefore, everyone and everything else that is here too, is also a direct-extension of YOU!

Because there is no ‘out there’, there is only ‘within

The inner-extension of Source-Energy, that connects us all as ONE!

This is what we share, with ALL other manifested-extensions-of-Source-Energy, out there

Who are all as equally deserving; of love, money, success and affection

However, until one looks deep within the inner-recesses of one’s heart and mind, one often winds up repeating, the same old patterns, time after time

Patterns of insecurity, fear, doubt, lack and unworthiness. Or greed, power, control and manipulation, all of which are indications of: a separation from Source-Energy’s loving vibration

And so, here we all are suffering from human-amnesia, re-learning the same basic lessons of self-worth, social inclusion and cooperation, on the never-ending journey of growth and expansion

Continually remembering and forgeting, aligning and disconnecting, over and over, again and again, forever and ever, and into infinity, Amen.

outside validation

 

Soul Musing

I observe, witness, hundreds and thousands of young skinny sinuous souls

Being stretched beyond the misshapen limits of human endurance

And beyond all recognition

With no choice but to succumb

To the false allure of the commercial social arts

Integrity to oneself forsaken

Instead seduced by advertising aesthetics

Over night ‘Business’ became the next patron-saint of myths and liars

With hospitality, development, advertising, entertainment and the media industries

Forever licking at the loins of hyper-reality

Continuously spitting out careless children

New generations speaking in phantom tongues

Mimicking misplaced brand name identities

Infused with patented copyright-protected DNA

Unable to unlock the code of self-obsession

Surgically inserted keyhole addictions

A necessary requirement of urban survival

To cope with the harsh light of truth

Unbearable crisis of reality

*

Still no answers to the question: Why are we here?

Only faith in a million different illusions, distractions

Resistances to uncomfortable emotions

Unsettling unavailable solutions

Access denied to peoples hearts, the truth

So just keep compromising, compromising

Getting older, weaker, less determined, less rebellious

Just keep compromising until the day you die

Cant buy me love, can’t buy your love

Can’t buy my way through emotional unavailability

Not even with genuine soul-love, kindness and compassion

A ‘Still born’ potential that can never penetrate

The self-righteous granite crust

Of an unforgiving heart

*

So smile on sweet child of destiny

Smile upon the path of the chosen-one

For every path is chosen

We may feel as if we are stuck

On the semantic loop of hysterical neurosis

Rising from the ashes

Of Eden’s Utopian promise of hope

Hope for a better future

A better future that doesn’t exist in a fictional world

Built upon the dust of our ancestors dreams

They were beguiled to believe in and follow

The self-perpetuating illusion of faith

Inducing false hope to numb the pain

For what else is there to believe in

Now that God the father, the son and the holy ghost

Does not exist anymore?

Merely a concept, a fable, a myth

An illusion, a mirage, a lie

Invented by the Romans to pacify the people

*

Don’t believe in the man made consumerist throw-away society

Flesh eating garden of desires and lower natures

Turn and walk away, turn the other cheek

Believe in the one love, the one truth, the one soul inside

Sweet child of destiny, YOU are the chosen-one

Chosen to see through the illusion

To lead and guide our tired mutated souls

Back to Zion, to sanctuary, to rest


Zion (Hebrew : ; Tiberian vocalization ציון :Ṣiyyôn; transliterated
Zion or Sion) In Kabbalah the more esoteric reference is made
to Zion[1] being the spiritual point from which reality emerges,
and later became a metonym for the 
Promised Land to come.

Written in Whitechapel, London, October 2007