Meditation

Like a child absorbed
Listening to birds sing in trees
My mind is quiet

Macau

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Pleroma

Walking through the labyrinths of my mind
Like a crystal maze, going back in time
Stories create fractals of light
Piercing the retina of my soul
I spent too long trying to be
Someone else’s friend
But now I’m remembering the friend
I left back home who held the keys
To portals where we could be wild and free
She gave me a chance to explore
The universe with fresh eyes
With her the stars shimmer
A golden radiance that could tame
Even the wildest oceans
But through her eyes
I realise I’m one such sea
Crashing endlessly on the black
Sands of volcanic beaches
Crushing myself into a fine powder
Ready to be poured back
Into somebody else’s hourglass

Pleroma

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Into the Wild

Open ancient dimensions
Spaciousness within emptiness
Recalibrate the mind
Bridging synapses of
Compassion and gratitude
Cultivate inner peace
Harmony of opposites
Release harbored tensions
Focus the pain
Breathe its presence
Exhale mental suffering
Disband fearful limitations
Free to wander
The wild plains
Souls true home

Doors of Perception

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Offerings

My offerings of love towards God
Are a putrid stench of puss
If I’m unwilling and hesitant to
Express love to a human being
In the way that is required
For them to heal and grow.

Offerings

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Archetypal

Am I your Goddess?
Find Aphrodite within
She’s my holy grail

Who is Innana?
An avatar of Venus?
I must find out soon

All of these lost men
Who cannot access goddess
They abuse their strength

Divine feminine
Mind Alchemy with the gods
Seek passion inside

Archetypal

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Spiritual Bypassing

How we choose to carve each other up
Using words as blunt machetes
Hacking away at emotional limbs
Like mature trees obstructing electrical pylons
Whose roots dig deep into fertile ground
We replace authentic light with manufactured
Wrapping ourselves in passive aggressive guises
In the name of self-improvement
All the while spiritually bypassing our own wounds.

Spiritual Bypassing

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