Again

In the times we sook protection
From the elements of ourselves
It was nice while it lasted
Victory when the elements of ourselves
Give us liberation
Rather than bondage
The connection never goes away
Just changes
We just confess
To the new love
So cheers to new loves
My cheers comes with no confession
Cause as of yet
I was only just
Not happy with it

And I know
Happiness is the sign
From the universe
That your on the right path
So this is what makes me happy...
Cultivating myself.

You can't swim in the ocean
Without swallowing some salt
So let the cut last

Love isn't a competition
It's an experience you learn from
And when it's over
We move on...

Cheers cheers.
To friends and memories
To strong feelings
And understanding eventually...

Trust comes with understanding.
But some things just never come.
And waiting my memories catch up to me.
The beauty of life sweeps me along.
It's happened, O you know it's happened before.
I let the beauty of life sweep me along.
And again I am happy.

The Warmheartedness Our Conquest

Too perplexed by a lack
Of fortitude
Of consistent
Power
Falling
Into ourselves
The warmheartedness
Saves us
In our memories

To wonder and not seek
As patience permits
Guarding our throne
From the majesty
Simple comes easy
As easy as positivity
A warmhearted position
On the human condition
The few and the many
Argue too much
In a beautiful world
We look the other way
And instead, O instead of beauty
We don't create it
Where would violence be without...
Ignorance.
A lack of understanding
Causing every problem
Which persists

I can't touch your smile
When it's stuck
Inside of you
I can't touch your ignorance
Because O you so know it shouldn't exist
My hero is strength
The strength to exist
In understanding
In bliss
Truth was my inspiration
Because the moment persists
Joy, Joy... because you got over it
Being helpful is nice
Your heart is on fire
And the passion of the moment
Is not lost.
And now I can't touch emptiness
Seeing the existence...
Of all of this.
Just too much... Warmheartedness
Too much happiness.

The plan was as plans go
Moving somewhere else
And somewhere along the way
We find it

Patience because vice was always our weakness
And compassion our conquest
Virtue our fuel
With virtue we never run out

There goes the hero of existence
Positivity
To seek your throne over it
Would not be just
Throwing stones
While dreaming of the day
You won't have to
Was never the plan
O where did the time go...

Justice is happiness
Health is wisdom
And time a piece of all of us
So I feel the time go by
Feeling all of us
The warmth oh the warmth
May your spirit be soft
Feeling the warmth wherever you go
For the hardheartedness
We melt with a dignified response
And if it doesn't melt
And breaks us
The warmheartedness of our position
Brings us to permanence

Warm my soul with the grandeur of your humble conquest
And I will sing along with you
Happy ... and the same
Happy... and the same

Your Glory Chokes My Death

Your glory chokes my death
As the energy which is stagnant
Increases shaking itself off of me
A flowing
Not to increase
But just to be

Your glory chokes my death

I find in this energy
A reason to act with care
We try to be a part of something
Greater than ourselves
As the foolish
Continue to talk
About themselves
In tones of increase

I said to be
Without increase
A part of all of this
No thought to fill myself
Would be nice

And as the time comes near
We think to ourselves
The times we changed
And we want
Again to do the same

Bringing, bringing, change
Torn apart we cannot stay
As we laugh
We see the truth
In the joy of permanence
An understanding
Of consciousness

Your glory brings me humility
Chokes my death

The natural world
Opposes only that which
Chokes itself
Rather than be pleasantly

There is no opposition
In survival understood.
Understanding
Without egoism
A survival in tune
With the survival
Of all of this
The conquest of individuality
Is a fear of death
Not much of a conquest...

Rather I say
Your glory chokes my death
With respect
And my humble bones
Breath in victory
The conquest of the whole
Is in feeling it
Seeing its pulse
Send blood to the individual
Ending the misery of individuality
The temporary happiness of individual success
The temporality of the individual
Lies in eternity
And as we ask the question
The answer lies in respect
From understanding
All of it in togetherness

O' togetherness.
I call your name
With care
The simplicity and the complexity
Understood as variety

Can you change your view
While staying the same?
The flux of growth
Ending nothing but the previous contest

A contest of might
Falls to the wisdom of insight
As power flows through all of us
A power of becoming
Different yet the same

Speak to me
In tones of variety
And please my soul
I will not beg for anything
When this pleasantness
Is so easily
Attained

If I were to ask in earnestness
For an ending to the charade
Of trying to change your neighbor
While your stagnant increase solidifies
Trapping us

I no longer seek
Being trapped
In the comfort
Of misery
And the genuine solution
Was always in humble positivity

To correct a flaw
Is power
To speak while lost
Is to choke our victory
Rather than simply host
What is already victorious
What already pulses between us

Between us is a sea of change
An all presentness
Time warps in accordance with your desire
This you learned as a child
But never felt a desire to conquest
It in an argument

Argue with your fate
As the idea permits
A contest
Still the mind
In permanence
Finding the meaningful powerful
We seek after the same

Momentous or torn apart by all of this
We feel the power
Not an either or, but the choice feels like
It must be made
Energy is not destroyed
Only transformed
So says the voice
Of reason
As reason permits
We obey the conquest
To do what is right
Belies a story of salvation
Regardless of your culture
You will find yourself in the truth
If you tell it
Find yourself in the bliss
If you give it
Find yourself in heaven
If you live it

The prophets did not mean
To give you a contest
Yet it was taken
Finding in your well intentioned heart
An urge to make someone else
Like yourself

But I say
Your glory chokes my death
In strands of humility
And your change makes me realize
How your still the same

So please, surrender my vice
To the compassion
Of knowing what is right
Through not lacking and filling in repetition
What is already full
And when I look around
I feel the fullness
To act with care and learn how to be defeated
Was all that was ever required of me
Everything is full simply die
Happy
And you will live happy

Living and dieing
Seen as one and the same
I become all of this
In earnestness

Our place

Two things.
Love and calmness.
Life was
A lesson in
Doing the right thing
Until understanding came
And took it all away
Peace, Peace
I've yet to find
Anything but peace
Worth fighting for
I give my body
In your name
In order to come
Selflessly

Into the holy flame
We are born
Needing the same things
Finding ourselves sometimes
In excess
Other times
We are in poverty

A poverty doth attack me
And I proclaim
I come not for myself
But for this
To attain
That which begets
The holyness

And O' I do not have to attack in return
For the holy flame
Scalds those who seek my death
Eternally
Some escape
In the lessons
Securing their fate
Scalded temporarily

Beget that which lacks
In a place
Coming into itself
And I feel the instruction
Satisfying not just me
This entire place
As it boils
In its gifts

The satisfaction found me
Once
Doing the same
Thus my understanding

For to seek after
Satisfaction
Is not new
The story old
Some have found it
And they tell the story of bliss
A story of the balance of control
And openness
A story of the balance...

Power...
When it is found
It is found forever

Transforms the excess
Into the solidarity
Of togetherness

Consume, consume
Taking desires in your own name
Don't call
On the father
In your own name
And then blame the saints
That you little understand

This place boils in its gifts

I see the power
And in its place
I seek no substitute
There is nothing wrong
With suffering
For to learn
What is important
Do not blame your creator
For the mistakes of living like an animal
Being afraid

Fear not for your life
But for your soul
Easier said
Than done
The journey secures
The destination
And in this we take
Our place

Can you answer the call of the poverty?
Permanently...
Fill the hearts of the broken?
Can you be there for the empty?
And banish their emptiness?

To fill the hearts of the heartbroken
Takes not a material
It takes love
Comes from your soul
Not this place
When you understand this
With your feet on the ground
You will float above this place

And we take our place
Away from the emptiness
There is such a thing
As completeness
And as it is found
That which is gained
Is not lost
For faith
Is simply understanding
Yourself
The vibration
Of the authority
That creates this place
An all knowingness

Fit the words
Around your experience
The spiritual
Is more subtle
Than this
It takes a sensitivity
Gained from giving up
The crudeness of
Ignorance

Then do what you wish...
Take your place

Indescribable

Are you spinning away?
For our sins we perish
Counted among the few
Who even noticed

I saw the light
Unnoticed in the eyes
Of the many

But I was spinning away
What did it mean to us?

Forsaking the trying
For all of us
Continuing on
For eternal satisfaction

Satisfaction
Ending the desire
It goes round and round
From what we want
To what we need

And my desire
Strings me up
To the end
I request
If I can manage
To find the meaning
In between

Every moment
Now satisfies
Something inside of me
As I receive
Freedom

Falling through our hands
The moments
Not like sand
More like sorrow
In retrospect
Of leaving the cycle
Of life and death

For I was
Here
And now I am
Here without
The desires of this world

The desire of the world above
Begets sorrow in me
As well
As the world of the demigods
Is no longer
A goal

I see the cycle
In completion
The completion of freedom
From desire
To a higher purpose

The wine of life
Washes me
Indestructible my love
For it was formed
With faith

The completion surges in me
Anew
The desire of the demigods
I delight in
For in the past
I have desired much

To forsake this
For something else
Is something unimaginable
To the cycle
Of begetting and rejecting
In words simple
In essence insurmountable
Without a higher purpose

I find meaning
Not in the feeding of my mind
Rather in the momentous
Truth

The mind another organ
It wraps itself
Around the truth
Hopefully

Serene
Serene
For to be beyond this cycle
Is to be beyond what you have dreamed of
Concluding

As the conclusion drags you down once again
And your karma burns
With your suffering
We tell the story of unpleasantness
Dissolving

It did not please
Your soul
For some time
And time went on
Due to the crutches that binded you

But the unpleasantness
If it did please
What would you have learned
That this crutch should be burned
And not respected

Try to move on
Without leaving anything behind
And I watch
The flame as it teaches
What is beyond

The universe delights in itself
Sexually
As science creates
Jokes for itself
To solve
In repetition
Of still suffering

We were born
To delight in ourselves
Our true nature
Not a story told

So tell the story
It's what makes sense
And as the world turns
Some lose the void in their hearts
And find meaning in each other
Sealing their fate

The fate of lovers
Is to be
Lost to this cycle
Of repetition
Of the indescribable
Always being described

Eventually
This fate is felt
With all the power
And authority
Of the holy force
That dwelled inside it

God is love
And love is god
For this we burn
Our karma
Until we understand
In full

The fullness indescribable
Bliss

A Likeness to a Covering Being Removed

Heroic
For we fall
Streaming to Heaven
Without needing to get back up
Again

And the crows
Call on the reaper
To ease their
Burden
Without understanding
The origin
Of this place

Striving to get back up
Past the created walls
Of intellect

Force, for yet to learn
We have not yet learned
To not use force
Rather that I speak of benevolence
The calmness
Of grace
The time
We tell
Strikes
Back at us
As we abandon
Our means
Temporarily

So precious
The bliss
Of freedom
I speak of giving that which
Releases burdens
Without
Avoiding them
The respite
Of understanding
The means
Of caring for yourself

Jealousy
Holding the fibers
Of this place
Together

I watch
And learn
Caring for
The preciousness

And I hope
Your respite
Has exposed
The means
To your freedom

As we find
What it means
To be human

The king suffered
In a way
That can't be explained
By a repose

Living in a state
Of learning what is liked
By the soul
Caring
Caring
Yes I like this now...
It's gold

Attachment
That which
We used to get up again
Past the things
Disliked

I'll build my ship
With my creator
As things are gathered
And not transformed

And the weight
Beckons
From the past
Avoidance
For to avoid
Is to not care
For a part of life
And we speak not to care yet
To be

Permanence

moving away from that which you desire
again
feeling
a lack of self
as the tides of time
take you somewhere else
ah the tide of time
the glorious
the infamous
the flow smoothness
it doesn't beckon as a desire

all the world
sits in the lap
of desire

time can't be monetized
without disarray
and the mind
becomes habits like water
its container
clinging to the shape its been before
so how
can you tell time?
I was
telling you
in the effort
of the moment
no longer
will I tell time
the beauty
is in array
how can you feel order without the flow
as it is felt order is understood
time is the expression
of the self

not going with it
is the cause
for a lack of self
we have noticed ourselves
in our moments
and fallen
in love with the program
as we watched our actions
change

an easy thing
to steal your own time?
with ineptitude
of doing without heart
something understood
and forgotten
as a habit

the delusion
of the material
forms itself
as an obsession
with the mechanical
intrusion of thoughts
which delineate
the plans
of man

an opinion
an intrusion of vanity
let the desire
define the world
if it want's
could never define
me

I will move through it
and continue
not missing my mark

to continue
yet
we continue
for we last
through fire
and suffering
and wants and desires
pass over us
as ghosts haunt
the memories
of the heartbroken

listening
to the
heartbeat
of civilization
we hear our own styles
echo our preferences
and grow older
sometimes out of ourselves
losing style is basic
to losing the self
as we drift
and history takes its course

knowledge is covered
with your feelings
dirty with the suffering
of eons of lifetimes
the baptism of eternal fire
coursing through the third eye
ah now I see the covering released

To talk to wish
To tell stories
This we learn
But it's all useless
If you would ever back down
From doing what you think is right
The essential lesson of life
Before the first liberation
Of the soul

Consider it a fight to the death
but death represents
non self
and you can't
back down

The self runs from itself
anytime it turns
to desire
to secure
the permanent

I will give you permanence
In my eyes
Not for what I have is permanence
But for where we are going is

Meaningful Concern

concern for yourself
it rid you of something
that you didn't want

and time went on
concerned
for itself

taking care
of truth
guarding
the ignorance
the proof
remains
in the virtue accorded to you

because we were never lost
just misgiven
to the things
that were consuming us
rather than given over
to the preciousness
of not being consumed
regardless of the risk
the safety remains
in yourself

And with your actions
are accorded the domain
of your destiny
lording over paradise
as we were predestined
to take
the fruit of the tree
of life

after eons of
concern for yourself
consciousness
concerned

obsessions expanded
until the wake
of holy fire
left nothing
which remained
in discomfort
the thing which striked me the most
was how subtle
the suffering was lost
as layers received
like dust

nothing changed which captivated
the obtainment of glory was superseded by true worth
a value underneath
every higher motivation
everything leading upward

the value leading the soul
upward
out of the jail
of bewilderment
that which is stuck
in the idea of stuck
is still stuck

authority mistaken
as a mechanical device
applied
rather than
the vibration
of faith

and this obsession
we took to survive
takes no negativity
in its name
a positive addiction
meaning bringing the world together

the meaning which means action
based on the safety
of understanding meaning itself

action detached
from clinging
this clinging you remember
as it takes hold of you
difficult to be delivered from

but delivered we are
as we take our destiny
in the palm of our hand
and act not the age of our bodies
but meaningfully

Refinement

To the extent
We remain
In our own mind
Flawless to the injustice
Released from the drama of tongues
Tongues found out with their guts
Not their heart

Excitement
A cause for simultaneous relaxation
When sleep and a rush are combined
In the moment
Yoga

In the world
A cause for defeat
Being of the world
Felt sweet
Until the bitterness of defeat

Suffering caused intractable marks
Intractable
Till the holy fire came
And lifted it away
Changed you to your first memory

So
Released from a flaw
The release of sexual tension
The doubt
We come back to the same breath

The same breath
The same end to violence
Found in breathing's tones
Of color
Breathing speaks in tones of nonviolence
Urging you to do the same

The sparks
Oh the sparks
Of holy fire
Are everywhere
Touch touch
Its easy
We speak of release
The shadows of reason
Follow the choices we make
But some choices remain
A regret
A worldy matter concerned with benefit
While the concern labels itself
Apart from you
It separates from the flow
The important parts

Importance not measured
Or gained
Rather felt
Intrinsically

The whole thing
Golden

Before the memories
I remember now
How it felt
Not truly

My perception
Of the engagement
Set the terms
I rendered
As the choices I made
Became faith

And as that perception changed
So did the terms
And the choices I made

For to do what
For a goal of some sort
The motivation deeper
Than blood

Try something
Motivated
By grains of pleasure
Refined and pure
We hold ourselves
To laws of reason
Not reasons of refinement
And I say
The answer didn't take a question
It spoke in limited tones
To that which issued forth
Before it

Perceptually anew
Fresh lines of thought
A mental buzz
To think thoughts out

Now we feel
Removed from the excess
Which previously
Colored our days
In shades of luxury
Doubtful luxury
Followed by confidence
In the melody
Coming from your body
Has a specific tone
Mixing with yours

The melody mixes it all away
And the rhythm
Is realized
As a part of the flow
And as I melt
I feel removed from anything resembling
Discomfort

Knowledge no longer based on memories
But rather the energy
Felt intuitively

Humble and sick
Rare do they meet
In the same being
In their purest states

The purest state of action
Is heaven
And that state below
Caresses
Leading upward

Action action for to speak of action we act
And in reverse
We ponder too much

I think I found the perfect delay
Between actions
And the codes
Relayed

Its found in the balance
Of smooth
Interjection
Of attitude
Motivations underneath

The refinement found
Easy enough
Understand easy
Is it more refined to speak
or to act?
The balance always
In the delay
As silence gives way
To conversation
Truth parlays
Reason
Mediating
The words we say

And in the truth
Was found strength
Despite the balance
Of delay

Waiting for our return

Whatever happens
We are still blessed
So baby
Just be careful
And care

For everything
In creation
With your spirit
Blessed and happy
Beyond the suffering
Beyond the vanity

Trust
A word
Not to be misgiven
For the faithless
Meant with faith
And dieing in my arms
Never was so easy

I see the consequence
In the consequence of wonder
And I wonder

Where the tracks of man
Will follow you
Be you hero
Or stillbirth
You return

Blameless
Blameless
Find the reason in my eyes

Trace my bones
To my actions
To see through me
Seeing only
The discourse
Of what your prepared to see
While the mind
Continues on

Trace my actions
And sign with them
Treaties of peace
Explosions of
Abandonment
Of violence
Couldn't you see
The wreckage
In my eyes
There's your future staring back at you
The holyfire
Abandoned your faith
In violence
And you stared on with muted tones
Not allowing yourself to hurt others
Led to the eventual liberation
Of your soul
While we traced our actions
And analyzed them
Waiting for our return