May you arise as the resplendent one.
Primordial space your garment
Beginningless time your watcher
Blazing with fire eyes wide open
To the passing parade of all that is collapsing
Returning to formless form awaiting transmutation
Allow remorse to drip from your face; your mask of impunity
Invite regret to burrow deep into compassionate embrace
Surrender false pride to your hero’s emptiness – nothing; no thing. No where; now here.
When your face falls to your chest the mask of pretense fails
As your eyes open to horror you close your views of contempt
As your mind lessens its grip on drip fed false realities you begin to digest the truth of tyranny and deceit.
As you walk away from journeys of mountainous lies you slide into valleys of radical aliveness
When I don’t exist in your world you annihilate yourself. Isolate your heart. Refuse to shelter and feed yourself. And close the door to kindness, care and compassion
When empty you fling yourself in all directions for that which is within
You journey outwards to sit at the table of celebrities and false idols
When Grace is within abiding your return.
Your closet of clothes now feed the mites
Your potions and lotions poisoning waterways
Your sky trails of aluminum and barium return to earth to lodge in cancerous cells.
A badge of opinion stops you.
A uniform of questionable authority pulls you up.
A mandate of restriction shortens your leash.
A curfew of time barricades you.
Rulings given in media produced convoluted conversations confuse and confound you further.
Running in circles chasing our tails
Jump off the hurdy-gurdy and stand free. Alone together.
Walking a labyrnith of mystery and magic
Journey to the forests away from freeways
To the sea and sand escaping skyscrapers of screens and soul destroying scripts
Verdant valleys await you
No more defilement of your radiant reclamation of Self
Once you see the play of shadow and light you are beholden to neither
Slipstream into space on slivers of your soul
Savouring every scene, act, beginning and ending, star roles and minor parts
The movie of mayhem is ending
Majesty cloaks you in searchlights of sunshine and sounding of the spheres
