LET PEACE BEGIN

Tokyo Rose

Is there a poem to get out in rhythm

to heal the rising width of schism

between who I know we are

and fear and opinion's rising star?

 

The laying on of hands, a fact

a simple knowing who you are act

appearing in and on the field

of "these and other things" revealed

 

Yes I am, they are, undone

woman keying, drinking, one

sensation, giving rise to none

of fears perceptions beliefs as some

 

Hang their hats on thinking knowing

thinking thoughts perception glowing

as those stories go round and round

ego knows they are profound.

 

So what's this got to do with me

woman sitting keying free?

Nothing, except all is part

of the split, the ego upstart.

 

The goal is God, Garden of Eden

reverse the film, back up freedom

Seeking freedom so may ways

outer to inner knowing displays.

 

Nothing needs to change, just be

exceptional, I Am decree

everyone I meet and see

exceptionality's of three

 

Body, mind, spirit, we

three on three arise to see

the wonders that we are as free

we are now, arise and be.

 

RESEARCH?

NEJM -- Robot-Assisted Therapy for Long-Term Upper-Limb Impairment after Stroke

Around and around, has no appeal,

the reinvention of the wheel,

human nature? money spent,

so ego thinks it can invent.

Physical Therapists were always trained,

to the importance life quality reigned,

until the bureaucratic chains,

grabbed control for money gains.

Six months an arbitrary length

of time to save the medical dime,

"power" away from public need,

into the hands of money greed.

What I Do

Imagination, play-for-the-day,

over and over you asked for a way,

now that it's come to you, don't give it away,

embrace without fear, continue ballet.

Thank You, oh thank You, I celebrate pray,

consideration, continues to play,

a role in the plan, divine Your array,

past present future, triads foray.

So clearly expressive my forward display,

words to describe it, clear in my way,

just what i do, I'm honoured to say,

corrections continue to lighten and pay -

Homage to "irreverence", release ego's hold,

removing the awfulness, grey shades to bold,

I do what I do, hierarchy done,

green leaves to purple, the child has fun.

Embracing the existential, I stomp

on all those beliefs and rules from the swamp.

Nothing to show but frolic and romp,

in fearless expression of love, not pomp.

Offering to lighten the way from the mire

of all assumptions locked in expire.

Coming to see what I do, you're a flier -

I offer to you a new chance for desire.

No longer separate, quantum delight,

in the way, of Singular might,

what I do, I show no right,

then you chose, it's fun, despite.

What you were taught,

what you thought, 

what you ought

All forgot.

POETRY VIBRATIONS

Poetry Vibrations, the journey extends

into the quantum, it never ends.

Poetry vibrations, vision and voice,

chronicles of the symbols of choice.

Over and over, the same words are said;

the different levels arise in the head.

The brain of the transformed human being,

forming union with what you are seeing.

No right or left, all One together,

just like the Scarab, the symbol for ever,

Ever and ever, body external,

owning nothing beyond the internal.

The pineal, lights the way,

the sun and moon arise and play,

simply spoken, silence central,

the body One, spiritual temple.

I FOUND A PIECE OF PAPER

I found a piece of paper

on my bedroom chair,

upstairs I was writing, 

just like You were there.

I found a piece of paper

speaking words to come,

now in twenty ten,

New Years Day - roll drum.

I feel really weird,

something is at hand.

Speak to me of what

overtakes the land.

The call is being sent

to rise within, without,

sensations somewhat bent,

rejoice and give a shout

NOTHING is the same

exploring it's about,

a little child game,

belief let go, let out.

Leaping Over The Blue Moon

To this day, I'll look back,
blue moon risen, laugh attack.
From blue to love to joy delights,
strung across the world in lights.

Can you feel it? I can too.
Love's in the air to welcome you.
Looking to love beyond the wrong,
heightened as you sing One song.

A simple switch within the mind,
on or off to forward mankind;
on to love, the velvet glove,
touching all in happy love.

Bubbling up, singers swoon,
dancers dance in joy til noon,
we've waited so long for this time to come,
to earth bathed in abundance succumb.

Abundance of love, one at a time,
within to without, I give from mine.
There is no cost, nothing lost,
in the fullness of New Year, threshold crossed.

Inspired by HeavenLetters™ HEAVEN #3325

Dancing in the Streets Heavenletter #3325 Published on: January 1, 2010

Dancing in the Streets

God said: 

Baby New Year leaps over the moon and lands in a year of love. Happiness begins. Like a blanket of snow, love covers the Earth, and, in this way, the world is made holy. Dancers dance, and singers sing. Like a baby, the world makes bubbles and croons in happiness.

New happiness dawns over the Earth, Everything is held in readiness. You are ready. New Day, New Year, New World unfolding. It has arrived. All the waiting is over. Now is time to begin. Now is time to exult, for the world is exalted.

Strike up the band. All the Saints of Wonderment come marching in. A New World has been discovered. Before Our very eyes, it is here. There is the initial hush, and then the joy begins. See the sparkling. Hear the crackling of the old as it disappears. Hear the tumbling in of the new. Here comes a wondrous stream of love. The Earth is bathed in it. The Universe is swirled in it like the ribbon that crosses the breast of Baby New Year.

This is an auspicious New Year. This has been a long time coming. A new threshold has been reached. We have reached the height of the mountain top. The whole view is before Us. It is amazing. The world has turned onto love, and now there are showers of light illuminating all. This is a joyous occasion. Love has topped the world. Now the world, like an ice cream sundae, has a cherry on top.

Now is time for the reading of a proclamation. Here ye, here ye. A New Year is here. This New Year ushers in the New World that has been heralded. It is here now. Are you ready? Come right in. Step right up. God’s Light is free for the asking, and free for the taking, all yours.

This is the year of happiness. Hunger is assuaged. The thirst for love is filled. About time. There is enough everything for everyone. Greed has disappeared from Earth. There is no longer perceived need of it. There never was need of it. Misperception flaunted greed needlessly. Who needs greed when sharing multiplies, and there is more than enough for all? Who will squander anything when there is plenty and more on its way? Who would welcome selfishness when all faces are rosy and round?

Who counts blades of grass when front yards are filled with grass? Who considers separatism when there is Oneness prevailing, and peace is declared? Who yearns to be on a deserted island when there is dancing and there is laughter in the streets? Joy has overtaken the land.

Joy mounts a white horse and calls all to a meeting of love. It is on high this meeting. Everyone attends. All is inside. There is no outside. Inside and outside are the same. The white horse comes riding, riding, and kidnaps love and distributes it to all.

Love has been called, and love has answered. Drink your fill, and fill all the cups that are raised to make toasts for this splendid New Year. There is a torch of love passed from hand to hand, and the Earth is covered with the light of God. There is no semblance of darkness. Darkness no longer pretends to exist. Light is all, and all is light.

All sit at King Arthur’s round table. All imbibe love and are chivalrous. There is dancing in the streets. Look at you dance! Look at you whirl round and round. Listen to the cheers of dancing in the streets!

God Speak

I speak only love

speaking from my god zone,

the realized Self, home alone.

I wear God's glove.

I see pure love,

seeing through God's eye.

Seeing Me without a my,

I wear God's glove.

I hear God sounds,

sensing is what I seek.

Sensing strong, not weak,

harmony, support abounds.

Fresh From The Cow, No Matter What

Inspired by HEAVEN #3316 Knowing Our Connection

Straight from the cow

drink it,

from the horses mouth

hear it,

Every word that proceedeth out,

to living upon that which I'm drinking,

no other gods before me shout,

no life upon that which I'm thinking.

The air that I breath Love infused,

poetry vibrations go down smooth,

always enough, never used,

beyond the senses, God soothe. 

A bonbon, a tidbit, a little morsel

over and over again until,

those around you, feel and enjoy,

into today, themselves instil.

Straight from the cow

drink it.

From the horses mouth

hear it.

Until everyone knows who they are,

a light at the point of One shining star,

coverings shed, that star shoots far,

One sip at a time, connection bazaar.

Interpreted Impressions?

Perceptions leading to

interpersonal impressions

to impressions bringing about

interpretation sessions.

mmmm

Emotions strung like Christmas lights

setting up vibration sites

then there are those that block the heart

cutting it off, keeping apart

Perceptions leading to

interpersonal impressions,

to impressions bringing about

interpretation sessions.

mmmm

God smiles at this fuss

knowing it's all a made up muss

helping myself, I help others

leading out from under smothers

I love it, I remember

feeling good, the God sender.

Neutral does it underneath,

strong to love is our bequeath.

Inspired by HEAVEN #3312 Beyond Impressions