The Sea

On and on and on
They go
Avoiding their Path
At will.

They'd rather do circles
Than forge ahead
They're dizzy
And silly
And dead.

Perhaps one day
They'll awaken anew
And see all this chime
and chatter

Has done nothing
for no one
'Cept add to the sea
Of jibber and Jabber
And pee.

You

Satan is of this earthly realm
The body, the blood, the bone.
He cannot enter into Your World
He does so when You atone.

He's got You believin' miraculous things
Things which aren't real or exist
The only miracle present here
Is the One You find Alone.

That place within Your higher self
The place with no sun or moon
That deeper life You Live inside
Where the Light has always shone.

That's the miracle that is You!

That's You!

Veneers

Paint with Numbers
Paint with squares
Paint with boxes
Paint with Chairs

The tainted Ones
The tainted lairs
The tainted rocks
The tainted wares

All have been painted
All have been squared
All have been inspected
All have been prepared

None of this busyness
None of this fair
None of this whirly-whirl
None of this split hair

Matters not to anything
Matters not to Us
Matters not to Those who See
Matter's not to be.

You'll See.

The Greatest Myth

A myth is a magical
Wonderful thing
It sometimes appears
as True

It teaches and coaches
and guides Our Way
To the Land
Where the myths do not go

The myths of the past
And the ones that will come
Will always contain
One Truth

The One who imagined it
Left it for Us
To help us along
Our Way

Like You Like Me
We all will Come
To Know in the end
They're All True

When the One Who created
The Image they see
Explains it more clearly
To Thee

The piece of the puzzle
Will finally click
And voila
You'll finally See

That all of Us here
In our own special way
Have created a myth
That's unseen

The myth that we live in
Our everyday
Is the greatest
Myth of them all.

The Gift

The rising Sun
Has shown His face
The faithful leave
Their sin in grace

But little do they
comprehend
For those with God
Know sin's pretend.

What's seen as fault
And broken man
They're so confused
It is The Plan

For deep Within
The message clear
The sin's a gift
I hold it dear

The lesson learned
The body burned
The soul is calm
The body churned

Their time will come
They'll finally see
That all they've done
Is play with me.

Their sinful shell
They'll leave behind
They'll join the rest
It just takes time

In the end
They too will know
The sin's a gift
Within the flow.

Giving

O wicked man
You will surely die
A death
You already Live

Until You find
Within Your Soul
That Light
That lets you Give

Within Your soul
Exists the Force
The One that Gives
You Love

Go on with Your
Wicked Self
Or choose to claim
New Life!

The wicked men
Go here and there
They teach us all
To see

Their books
That please them
And their kin
But never that
Within

They show and show
And tell and tell
But never do they
See

That All of that
They shove at Us
Is telling us
Just Give.

Truth

Romans 1: 20 For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world…are clearly seen...being understood by the things that are made


Truth

One is In the Inside
One is on the outside
The One within is seen by One
The one without is really none.

When You go within to See
Stand there naked as can be
Leave the stuff You've made look real
In Your mind with fearful zeal

All those boxes of the old
Don't contain the Secret Code
They will never ever do
What Yourself is meant to do

Love your God above all things
Love your neighbor as Yourself.

for Robby

The fruit of the spirit
The fruit so Divine
Your fruit is your artwork
Illustrations Divine!

My fruit, like your artwork
Comes not from my hand
It naturally flows
From my heart to the pen.

Go within your silent self
Go within and breathe
Look for the door that's shining bright
Knock and you shall be freed

In that place of comfort and joy
Remember what you've seen
Then sketch yourself a picture bright
To remember there is no pain

for Bette

Religion is of this outer world
It matters not at all
The Spirit Breathes within your Soul
Godde above It All

The difference here
Is crystal clear
To tell just seek the key

Those things which do not pass through thee
Are meant to stay right here.

The Spirit moves throughout it all...

Religion is out here.

for Annie

That which is empty is empty.
That which is True is True.
There is nothing other than these two.
Those symbols are there to confuse.

If you want to see clearly and plainly
If you want to find meaning anew
Don't look to the symbols outside you
Look Within for the only thing True.

Choice

The difference
between us
Is crystal clear
to those who See
The Light

The jibbery jabbery
droning tone
is of books
and Bibles
and things

Perhaps for those
who've opened their eyes
to the Light they find
Within

The difference is not so
Apparent when
They fail to do so
Again

and again

and again

No, my Friend
They choose instead
To Look
Beyond their Light

They choose to follow
Earthly things
Instead of just
Following Light