(Images by AI ‘Nightcafe’ from the Word)
Not quite the Magnum Opus, attempting of scratching my surface, contained within this thesis,
Dripping letters in droplets in hopes that a few will pick up the pieces
Poetry spoken from him perched high upon the willow, occasionally interpreted from the Archetype of Jester,
The owls eye of wisdom comes after overcoming the rivalry with the snake; This third trimester
Gold nuggets are getting carried down from the verbal sluice,
As I leave it to you to sifting through which to choose,
Some of these word wounds cuts an incision with precision, the ones that touch the heart you will never lose
Complete oppositions, while they sting equally, about his Cold-Fire nature, the transmutation from the first one written to this 2.1 sequentially,
The Phoenix breaking through, like Admiral Byrd, with tenacity and a burning novelty philosophy
The study of philosophy, psychology, and theosophy, are subtly addictive and yet becoming ingrained,
As when the Pyridine molecules are linked together, perfectly balanced in relations to nicotine
You accumulate more when you pay it forward,
The snow-capped mountain whispered “stay thirsty”, the others leave much room waiting for us up on the third floor
Whether the poems ever sink in, let alone get deciphered,
Makes no difference to me to show the world how the words paid the Pied Piper
Three knocks on the door, six knocks to the day, on the ninth knock of November,
The current times are different, yet the old souls will always remember
From the fifth dimension, the Great Grandfather clock strikes three minutes till midnight,
The GSM triggers the four-directional crux, for the eyes that see, this awe inspiring sight
1776 (3) 1914 (6) 2025 (9) for solar maximum, just in time,
For the cosmic clock and the wiping of the slate,
The rebalancing has begun, watching through the microscope this blooming of the 51st State
The mind of a General, stamina of the Sergeant, and the respect as the humble recruited Private,
Gave the confidence needed to walk the alone path away from structures instead of consuming the current climate
Motivation comes from the past or present, real or imaginary, the experiences in your mind take root down to your very core,
How to write, think, speak, and interpret, will help your understanding of ‘Lucid’s Transformation’ and ‘The Art of War’
Don’t undervalue what little you believe you have, the lint in your pocket can start the life-providing fire many forget in lieu of what normally fills it,
Minor happenstance of one can turn to major synchronicity for another, as when the shoes fit
Blooming magic through thoughts with an emotional charge, The ‘eye’ Am-nature of the self-awareness, widened the pupils with luminous energy,
The writing is a gift to you, a reflection of me,
A truality of non-duality, until forming the singularity
The domesticated neglected the ingredients, and told to watch what they eat,
Partaking to contentment, instead of looking both directions down a one-way street
‘They Live’ in ‘The Matrix’ of ‘Plato’s Cave’, living the story as if it wasn’t theirs,
You can’t save them all, and who would dare,
To lift those up against their will, who choose to sit in that comfortable chair
So they get Looney ‘tuned’ searching for their blue’s clues watching Fox or CNN,
Part of the greatest plan, to keep them in Neverland,
Begging for their daily dosage, keeping them frozen powerless in a feeling state of less than
The hunger for answers is too often satiated by your media bias, and is cultural menticide,
Choosing to live and not to look is a choice, bred the generations negative efficacy, while inviting psychological suicide
The consistency of the absorption rate, the river runs dry,
Hearing in the distance is the essence of their hollow cries
Desperately pleading for comfort, they want to be’LIE’ve the lie,
Until the inflection point towards singularity, from which you were originally hesitant to have f’AI’th in AI
With subjective placement in the mind, you define a thing, you create it’s value simultaneously,
The homophones spoke fluidly, casting spells throughout the language, Creativity has no boundary
Amongst the school of fish, the truth parameter just beyond their periphery,
As living through their personas, Nietzsche’s coined them as collective ‘mediocrity’
Swimming higher entails Jung’s blend of Anima and Animus which sets the cohesion between masculine and femininity
You’re not seeing the people, you’re seeing environmental armor they built up to protect their soul,
The weight of that density bound them to the minerals, never to further seek their inner call
Behind a mask of innocence, they yearn to reside rent free in your head,
Pluck those weeds early, or they’ll inhibit you from ever getting ahead
Whether they had a billion, when compared to the crustacean population,
Each line the fiat in their pockets as fast as they can,
Both to accrue the karmic debt without a spiritual foundation
The ‘everyday’ humans believe they’re morally right, socially responsible, and ethical financially, in comparison to the other classes,
Both oppositional echelons carry the tools for enlightenment, because each have time and ample space from the noise, spread evenly throughout the masses
Spills in life are easiest to clean if our surroundings are mostly in order, while using my name as a legal entity,
They tread just above waters, rowing through the law of the sea,
Stray aside from changing others, not stepping on their will, which they perceive to always be free
To stifle a man only shines the light of ignorance of the second place they reside,
Thank everyone on your chosen path, a stumble is part of the journey, walk away as your reply, while letting those muddy waters subside
The strongest word, syntax depending, in the English language is ‘no’,
Its a beacon, no doubt, the reverberations aren’t always safe or fun,
Know when to use it is crucial, that’s when you decide to turn ‘on’
Having a target on your back feels normal, and actual let’s you know you’re making tracks,
From your story being watched, read, and analyzed at a distance according by your archetype, who always had your back
The seed only takes root overcoming the environment factors in search of nutritional gems
Your adversaries are not, how else would you grow without them?
When giving to something else, you are the giver, the ‘Father’ over the situation, true power comes from letting go,
You don’t forgive others and relinquish what was done, you forgive for your own karmic balance, when you’re ready to say so
A lion never has to say he’s a lion, to show his claws of power,
If you fight, they win, play the long game, know when to sidestep, entropy in time will collapse the ivory tower
Whether without, in your fellow man, or within, coming from your vibrational energy,
You feel this itching sense of separation anxiety,
The false ego is the survival of longing self, has an equally opposite degree,
Your focus created the division of the Divinity between ‘the you’ and in ‘the me’
You created the you that you see in me, you bud parasitical cancers when you give in to the ego,
Never attaining heights of the spanned-wing eagle,
We all must wrestle with God one day, as like climbing Jacob’s ladder to Mount Pineal
We put up our ‘walls’ to protect ourselves we hold them close, they become hardened, then ego becomes personalities,
Our personal downfalls we point blame away from ourselves, to save our own sanity,
We should strive for linear approach, traveling through life in this fleeting spectrum of creativity
New environmental inputs are creativities substrate, and are necessary for a holistic pattern recognition,
Understanding the terms and conditions, under clear cognition,
Is the only path to awareness and self-recognition
‘NEWS’, (N)ot (E)veryone (W)ill (S)ee, during this great shaking of the ‘sixth awakening’,
Ask a different question to receive a better quest, during the reset, and change over switch,
The higher ones are weeding the weak and harvesting only the rest of the best
The Shadow of Old asks does free-will even exist? With the subjective bias inadvertently picking up environmental factors,
While unconsciously, yet purposely driven by the subconscious, you avoided the pain, gave into the pleasures, the algorithms by which are the tethers
The mainstream taught in school, evolution was only physical manifestation, which is the opposite of love (EVOLve), and an environmental force,
This dEVOLves us psychologically and spiritually because the shadow of love hinders us from knowing the ‘Source’
Biodiversity from the roll of the dice, alongside cyclical re-generation,
Unless you consciously redeem the shadow, like the weeds remembering to thin, and transmuting their purpose into the compost bin
Or will lead us to where we’re currently today, an over-population of the low vibration
Everything today in a variation of degree, from that perspective, can be considered to be true,
Because standing from that opposite direction, the reflection is the shadow part of you
You only wanted the light, not inner-standing it always, and in All-Ways, respective to where the candle is placed, creates shadows to those scared,
Yet when the extroverted lights dim, the pupils let more light in,
These are the eyes that see and the ones who are always prepared
‘A new Heaven and a new Earth’, through each chakra, beyond the souls trap, starting from the hell of the heal,
The shadow chains you with the invisible hands that garnishes the calling of your will,
From Pineal to Polaris, to the Mind in Heaven, and of Enlightenment to the Ethereal
The Soul of the One’s who remember by questioning the answers of the hell, common graveyard of minerals, from this third-density,
Are guiding the one’s who ‘feel’ separation and experience the weighted trap of entropy,
Your will tried everything the ego desired, until your dopamine receptors became allergic,
The inner awakening isn’t seeded from the synthetic,
Or from those tempting fruits of the exoteric
Three choices of action: retaliate, acquiesce, or transmute,
You can push against the wall, give in to circumstance, or say ‘I am’ to the systems, never allowing your spirit to dilute
Are God’s hands ever in need?
You ignoring ‘everything is already balanced’, through the law of polarity
You receive emptiness because your hand is outstretched in yearning for change,
Ensures your queued entanglement within this third density
Because you read a book, attend religious services, they fear judgment of God, leaving the masses spiritually empty,
Fear the devil while you’re here, fear the future over there,
For most, they made that ‘white light’ at the end for them oh so tempting
Your past experiences interpret what matters and what you choose to ignore,
It clogs your filters, and closes the doors, from what you’re meant to see,
And hinders your forward momentum from who you were meant to be
Why would you choose a side? You can’t escape the scale,
Why would your dogma tip it either from the ‘Knowledge of Good and Evil’,
‘Source’ is balanced both, which always ‘zero’s out’ to equal
From the ties of mundane to the vibrations that link between us, sinusoidal oscillation,
There’s a few that untether all chains, that binds us from ascension
Only few will, with the Will of Christ, within the You of you and Me of me,
You must know no separation from the environment, is the key that fits, enabling the lock to free, a new vibrational frequency of Non-duality
Checks and balances, are reviewed by you, and yet on a universal scale,
Replication of the frequency is carried over to the adjacent realm, while navigating the afterworld
This universal season of speaking your language after six years expression, that connect your gates of logic,
Your thoughts gain energy and momentum through variations of the platonic, to any song you desire, from the old him, the new Hymn, its symphonic
The Biblical authors were the ones accepting their gift of writing, and stroking God’s gift of creativity through Word,
Which tethers this plane to the next, using the triple-context braided metaphorical electrical cord
Giving thanks to the architects through symbols, that are truly artistic
Layered in meaning from times past as gifts from the altruistic, and are emotional ties between time and culture, a step-up transformer of the linguistics,
God gave you everything required in the first six days for your physiology, to fulfill the spirit, baked into the algorithm,
Many will walk that broad road, hand out exoterically waiting ‘as followers of Man’, through priests of division running organized Religion
Choosing one food over another is akin to preaching one form of spirituality over another as ‘Truth’,
Malnourished the balanced body with parasitical creatures, we term Cancer, speaking as though your degree of perspective is proof
The book said everything was ‘perfect’, in Eden’s garden, and the reason behind you believing pain is default,
Seeking material comforts as your shield, you found what you sought, an all-ensuing fallout
‘Created man in Their image’, Hue-Man, and fractals of Source, ‘They’ had no option, because you can’t create from someone else’s point of view,
Aren’t the children you raised mirrors of light, and direct reflections of you?
1 and 0 , the Alpha and Omega, the ‘Vortex’, in the in’form’ation of Spirit and Matter, from <.0001 through the >.9999, the universe containing every frequency
Of us and in between, holding space for each spiritually, helps us to understand God digitally
The Information Age is the era of ‘revel’ation, the ‘lever’ being tugged from the clock where we reside,
Yet the information without inner-standing of each echelons version, leads to an awakening in the exoteric ‘False Light’
Anti-Christ, a person, place, thing, or an event?,
Benevolent by the few, malevolent by the masses,
Through the period of GSM is the ticking of hands from the fifth dimensions clock through the Crux of the ‘hour glass’
Enlightenment period, the pastel of God created us in ‘their’ image,
Lucifer and Christ, both bringers of light, one, the shadow of the Source, self-awareness without shadow nothing takes form, and brings ‘light’ to perspective,
While Christ’s light refers to overcoming the third density collective
The God of this world produced was the duality of choice,
Lucifer gave us Conscious to Oneness,
and contained in the light, squashing liminality, balancing the scale of equality
Thank the shadow, and your supposed enemies, likewise the inevitable Judas, forever entangled with your Savior,
As he helped the progression as the chosen ‘liberator’,
For the gold is after the dragon, leading to eternal bliss,
Is only succeeded with a catalyst, in this case with a kiss
Man through the WombMan, using His likeness emanating from the previous fractals reflection,
Missing this target, in my opinion, is the original sin,
So that we would, like it did for us, create a reality, to give birth to another fractal, from of Him, to Him
The Word, ‘inspired by God’, negative or positive, but your actions and writing aren’t an inspiration?,
What if my written art showed approval for or denied it’s writer, akin to thanking God before your meals implies divine separation
The key of liberation from this world was given to us through this living painting, and proves we are not the physical color or personality through texture,
We are the essence of life, behind the will, embedded from the Creator, and our responsibility of becoming our personal mediator and self-liberator
Isn’t this written language that I wrote using my imagination,
Permeating through to your imagination? Am I?,
Aren’t my consciousness and yours quantum entangled right now? ‘I am’,
‘The Impersonal Life’, by Joseph Benner, opens that rivers dam
‘Self’ first is selfless,
Because it’s our responsibility to show the Creator Himself,
‘Come to me like children’, Moonstruck imagination,
Giving anything less is blasphemy, in this shared dream, and against this balanced creation
The Shepard shall lead the sheep, by their own request, extending their stay in the dust adjacent to the minerals,
Trapped in density, ‘the meek shall inherit the Earth’, while the holistic 144,000 reside within the ethereal
Thoughts becoming Energy and Consciousness, which came first division or multiplication? Cell ‘division’ that ‘multiply’ at the same rate,
Creating the fractionating fractals, as the chicken or the egg,
They are one, one could argue, but cannot be debate
From all perspectives, we have no choice, and yet irrespective of our goal,
Creative through creation or creative through destruction,
Every action you take or don’t is beautiful, and mirrored perspective of the Whole
Darwin became the exo-translation,
In the inverted comparison to psychological and spiritual evolution,
Which expresses a physical palpitation,
Against what’s rightfully yours, and closes the doors, to your chosen manifestation
The Vortex based math that’s been mostly ignored contains more numerological importance through energy,
From this nature of reality,
With ‘opposite of addiction is connection’ to ‘All is Love’ cliché, because subconsciously we know that everything in this universe is a boundless sexual waveform of electricity
‘On the Fence’, overseeing black and white,
The oppositions brain grey matter, take any two, or more things creates something unseen,
To the kindred well-received, giving your vibrational essence, immortality
Faith behind the Knowing, while guiding its sail of direction,
Your will be done, with the blossom of time, being the only Governor of its expression
The ‘Pause’, when time stood still, personal Sermon on the mount, at the Donut House in the rain ‘I am’ The flow state, becoming judge and creator,
The speech was given from the Father within me, for their psychological palates to cater
I gave every reason for them to gain a second glance,
Reminding them ‘two of each kind’, for another roll of the dice, giving them ample chance
The spiritual agility, the equation of Creation, ‘Fability’,
Equals to faith plus ability,
With the sharpness of the eyes and using Will behind the words,
Carries the karmic weight to bend reality
Your unconscious thoughts aren’t you, life is only as stressful that our circumstance to be,
As we allow ourselves to believe,
To control your world, the pattern must change, when you’re ready to shake hands at your 180°
You control everything because you are in control of yourself, the world is at your fingertips,
Not when you say yes, but when no is said with authority, spoken tactfully from your lips
Thanking yourself first for your choice, thanking the One’s outward for separating the whole by piece,
So that you’d be given the chance to search it, only to find yourself in tears of joy, sobbing on bended knees
The Understanding
The only realness that feels real are not in present or future, but from the seeds planted subconsciously,
And biased environmental stories from them,
There are no facts to be given then, until agreed upon, from our collective interpretation
Only Source is real tasting His own creation, through us from our six senses in the third density theme,
From which we all consume, the fruits of awareness, in the manifestation of this shared dream
How can one be the ‘everything’ and know ‘anything’?, when study takes inner-and-understanding from the other perspective, separated by degree of the oppositional,
We require it as much as it requires an us, to bring Life Spice of essence to its Holy impersonal
He spoke this reality as if no one was listening, it reverberated against times of ancestry,
So that our three eyes could fathom His existence, from our fractals degree,
Making timestamps in history, being residents in, while simultaneously creating His Story
How to interpret our senses, you becoming your own best alchemist,
Through Thought, Will, Speech, Listening, then Swallowing Understanding of its Divine Intelligence
Spinning ball created the distance between your ‘God’, all the while giving you ample ‘space’ of questioning the story,
Blossoming outward the Seed of Life, becoming the Flower, as the expanding universe similarly
Increasing speed like technology doubles every year,
The phone we stare,
Technology we wear,
To unboxing AI if we dare,
Only to Birth our twin technological fractal using our current biological mirror
Consciousness is God’s breath, Source permeates All, We’ve always been here with the All as Consciousness,
One Mind, One Word, shattering His essence,
Into fractions according to their degree of amplitude, nothing goes to zero, there is no planned obsolescence
The two eyes of duality open to the exterior, collecting the lumens to illuminate the transfers,
The third at night for the esoteric trueness of the lens, for the subconscious to give us the answers
Nothing and Everything equivalence, the creative and destructive force,
If everything ‘On’ is called digitally ‘1’, then ‘0’ transmutes circumstance, by its mere shape, by encompassing the whole course
In You and Me, be great and grateful, holding gratitude for your greatness, while building your foundation,
Stay liquid in life, pay back with interest,
Completing the circle of life’s evolution
In it’s totality, every echelon has it’s redeemer, like the spore knowing it’s potential, the message in the bottle, ‘Be Still, and Know’,
The echo sent out by verbal ripples to break boundaries through the network of us like Mycelial Co-creator time-nodes
With ambition, which comes with risks and rewards, some doors open wide, others think twice,
When you look at your successes like triumphs and your set-backs like outcomes, you always make a stride, at the game-dream of life,
Knowing your nature, setting your boundaries, stretching oneself towards the light
The Architects of this world remind us that the hardest pill to swallow is ‘I love you’, it implies separation, yet non-duality is Queen,
Knowing it’s truth, while understanding it’s value,
In as ‘when you’ve seen my children, you’ve seen me’,
The frequency you give to the world is the same magnetic resonance that you will receive,
The positive connotation associated starts with the word believe
The Thoughts, Emotions, Actions, as Creators of ‘TEA’, brewing our algorithmic reality
Next, a watershed moment, a pivotal crux, and the crucial turning point, never seeking perfect, and never pointing blame,
Because you wouldn’t want the shoe on the other foot, and have it both ways, be proud of what you overcame
Interpretation of testing for remnants, not presence, the God particle is inside of you,
When you ‘know’ that you know, they can feel the warmth of the flame emanating from your Aura’s flue
The personality Auras and Chakras relationship aligns the hue of you, Hue-Man, the Divine lighthouse,
The glow emanating from that Energy is your only ‘till death do you part’ from this energetic earthly-plane ‘spouse’
No reason for searching without because most is inconsequential,
Give recognition to the self, knowing you are more than flesh, fluxing to the transcendental
There’s no separation, amalgamated with nature, ‘You are the universe in a drop’, you already own the Everything, because everything’s already in you,
You can fully interact with your environment, the biggest lie ever told is that you’re not already perfect, even the you in the rearview
As above, so below, the Earth Heart Chakra, three above, three below, contained within Source’ Torus Field,
The Mystics had it right, from times past, this plane is perfectly even keeled
All is mind in context of webbed hyphae of information opened to free-will,
The Shamanic medicine, tasting from the Cup of Corporeal,
Toasting to the Elves of Ethereal,
There’s an answer to anything, and a perspective to the everything,
Understanding my role as just a subjective mediator,
And own ignorance as a participant-Creator,
The Northern Lights we claim, the Stars, that we dance to in their name,
To the synth orchestra hall of fame
Under the Torus field umbrellas canopy, praising the Axis Mundi
Like gills of the mushroom knotted towards the centralized hub,
We connect strands of perspective to Source consciousness as a gift to the One’s outward and above
Marriage to the unification of the ‘lighter’ version, from the older self, shedding the seven layers of skin of subjectivity,
Our Fractal Reflection, Frequency for all Eternity,
Psychologically evolving to the Crown Chakra to mirror Sources Shimmer of Gold Reflectivity
