Celebrating a New Donor online today with stories partying with Death

Alright now! This party is startying to swing into a real party gear!!! Since I've been on a bit of an extended break here of late, but have definitely come back prepared to parrrrrrrrrtayyyyyyy!!! Let me all entertain you with this first dance step I like to call ....

Huhhhhhhh???? (referring to Nancy's query to explore statements I've made about death .. I think...?? Not so sure.)

Paging NGR, tell me she hasn't left the party everyone, cause if there is one thing I've learned over the last month's detour which took me a real time and fashion closer to death than perhaps since '97 (don't you just love those 5 star stays at the local hospital? ooooh) ... it is that preparation for my death was not some wishful thing to say but rather a stark reality of life that being, who of us can even claim their ready regarding the event of which the most fundamental mystery of life exists in order to that she may always one heartbeat away from transforming herself all anew!!

So, raising myself off the dusty floor after that first doozy of a step let's all look to see what the questions we have about death are. I know Jivana's everyone ggl ... it's never changed and it is simply the question of whether or not we will transcend death on the physical plane and even more boldly she wants to know why the present isn't sufficient in the larger cosmological scale of things. Give her all a hand for having a clear vision and purpose relative to death on top of which she claims the mantle against the very adversarial nature which death has eternally inspired. This question whch to some extent lives in every man's heart that ever lived, she drags up into the spotlight and claims NOW as never before. I have always been so inspired by this level of courage and clarity expressed by her on the matter. I'm not so sure that I'm ready to discard the mystery yet though which I'm quite sure would need to be dislodged if her intention and desire were to finally submit to her charge.
 
OK then? Next question ... what's up with being alive on this physical plane in the first place anyway? And why am I sooooooo attached to a life that in the larger order of things appears to be analogous to living in the basement of the mansion we know as the Universe? This leads to a very cogent line of study and undersanding if one pursues it with the right spirit, that is as an opportunity to begin the preparation for the big mystery before it has even thought about you for its next show. For me this is as close to defeating the mystery as I have considered possible. To bring what ever is behind the veil back and out from under the mystery the veil presents for us, if only within myself even. Such esoteric adventure somehow gives meaning and purpose to what would otherwise be a rather pathetic cluster phhuck of an experience in which at best one pays homage to the awesomeness of higher physical realms and the beings who dwell there like our own very beautiful Gaia. 

You haven't lived until Gaia serves you up for a special ride on local Eagle of Spirit's back of consciousness, and just within the balanced gravitational vortex where the Sun and moon sit facing oneanother at that moment along her onw horizone EM-Cing the whole affair with their bodies of light refraction and production which alone are mysterious enough if not for how simply elegant and beautful as one can imagine the show of light in the universe can get for us microbes running around here at this basement level.  

Make a long story short. One can imagine death but there really is no substitute for having one's physical being actually take a unscheduled trip to Death's hilltop mansion, one of which he calls Sharp's Hospital of Chula Vista. One doesn't visit such portals on purpose but requires an invitiation by Death itself in order to get the very audacious and glammed 911 convoy ride ... a huge 10 man team with multi vehicles which arrives waking the entire surrounding community of your subsequent destination and appointment. The mysterious, not to be denied however for those so "fortunate to get such passage and priviledge early per their own needs as I have just done" leaves those us having gotten such red carpet treatment cold if not colder than we could have imagined before hand. 

In fact, I was given several more invitations over the last month, guessing Death for some reason finds me a challenge or in some perverted way fun as I dare to see over my own care even while everyone else submits the finality of it or just don't care enough anymore. But I, having spent an extended weekend at his mystery table ... can share only nightmarish proceedings which took place on schedule, and have become my new modern definition for torture. Ask me for the details, if your feeling dullish and I'll speak of pain and insanity in a way to guarantee your next morning will come with a flourish and a purpose not to miss a single moment of its Goodness. The Badness on that hill was around every corner and as I said waking me up on the hour every hour with its literal pain devices at the ready to be deployed all over again. 

So it was that when I was able to flee that harrowing place, I decined the 911 festivities twice afterwards and replied that I needed nothing more than my own schedule and my own protocols of torture (though I don't consider them as such, however I have been repeatedly admonished by some to whom I submit my notes about it to...LOL) Anyway ... it gets even better but I am waning a bit now and don't want to be the one who posted the KILLER posts which brought down the site of LinedIn altogether one fateful night. Yep I'd much rather play hooky and dance just beyond Death's reach, teasing him rather than submitting to his authority and unmistakeable sadistic pleasures.
 
So, in accordance with our focus forwith let my question be for now if it is at all possible to radically transform the last protocol before Death's mysteries to remove all the torture and painful disintegrations within bodilywise for something far more gentler and refective of our own personal desires???'
 
OK with the literary fun I hope ... I will still wait and do look forward to NGR's input on the matter and getting to hear all that she as to say. And a really huge Bow and thank you to all who've particpated on this thread for my support, especially for Jivana's magnificent leadership in creating it.
 
And lastly of course, for Sharon Brooks, the living donor I who came to me after reading all about my need here, and who promises to be as vital as they come today. Tomorrow of course we shall see what we shall see, so this show isn't quite over yet for those thinking the dimming lights this last month was a sure sign of it LOL.
 
So keep tuned ... There will be nothing more satisfying than to tap out a final chapter here after reinstalling some functional hardware and having my body begin to purr and humm again with a level of vitality some 4 times or even more than what it has been for me for the last 3 years. And in the meantime, I hope you don't find these "plays" and their topics too far off the mark or difficult for you to digest.

While I'm here (in this state) why would I even begin to think of not staying committed to my daily practice of raising my consciousness and ongoing understanding of what works and doesn't work to manage that well. It sure beats imagination as one's resource for these matters.

In closing, let me drop the bomb that's been begging to be dropped exactly here. I may play and have fun about this and do so using old associations which I share with probably a vast majority of you reading my fanciful notions on the subject here, but the crucial distinction I want to emphasize is that I am actually celebrating an event of personal verification in relation to my death. Can or how many of the rest of you can claim that? I assert very few indeed. So far none of you from what I've seen. Everything you know of Death is a matter of imagination and nothing more.

I'll speak to this again later, but am at the end of partying tonight ... xoxo to all you peeps ... you know who you are!!! LOL 

Talking about Leadership as spoken about by Erhard ... 

I quoted him as saying, "Leaders do not act from a plan, but plan from their action. The planning is really a conversation which gives other people access to the possibility to which you are committed."  The following is my latest post to a circle of interested systemic thinkers which as a conversation is based on this quote by Erhard:

Apologies for not responding sooner, I was otherwise occupied with a severe health issue which seems to be ebbing with a proper recovery now better each day. So many divergent angles and interpretations, exciting; and all very good observations. I've become accustomed to Erhard speaking with about as rigorous a commitment to revealing the exact distinction desired that I ever recall or know of. However, this one as some have pointed out seem to be taken out of context and in the act some damage has done to what ordinarily one always finds in Werner's work and that is an equal attention given to context. I'm going to take some liberty here to extend some substance for the purposes of this conversation directly into seeing the context for now as a model for leading others. I recall years ago when he firsts began the est training his rather unsophisticated  statement on leadership took the form of: A leader is the guy at the front of the line. So, if you want to be a leader in life, go to the front of the line.

Hard to argue with then but within the context of systems thinking, with such magnificient ideas and notions such as attractors for instance, but otherwise founded on principles we have forged over the years and now come to depend on as matter of fact as part of the quiver of anyone who is seen as a true modern leader of in life. For instance innovation ... going to the front of the line is the act of a bully not an innovator.

The quote for me is a comment about the paradigm of leadership which is possible and emergent today. The first context which appears for me in his quote is that leadership is an ontological reality one must come to terms with first in order to understand the possibilities or as Werner would put it the possibility of possibilities within leadership as it shows up for us in our experience moment to moment and not as collection of notions with correlating data and "science" organized for someone's new attempt at a doctorate. So, it is with Werner that his work and his expression of that work while providing for mastery in the world of phenomena really is focused in the world of ontology.

Peeling away a layer now to say a little about what he seems to be saying ... leadership opens possibilities actively by contextualizing their views of possibiiliteis relative to job at hand by engaging with what is not being listened to in their conversations about what by  default gets to be effective prescriptions but stale and static compositions. Keeping this awareness for its own sake produces an opening in conversation for the SYSTEM (all those involved or desired to be involved) access and be accessed together as a conversation which is an evolution over the notion of someone pointing with everyone else following that given mandate. He's transformed the ACT of leading into a conversation in which everyone's lead is accessible and lightening can strike at any point or moment in time.

Time to take a breath and ponder how much resistance may show up over the suggestion that in the paradigm being presented on leadership, the old sructure of following another is no longer relevant or operational. For myself, I see it as master stroke, resolving so much of the noise and clangor that went along with the real time missions aimed at making systemic change, through managerial input. All that is tranformed in the individual's perception with his being recognized as the real attractor, one that together with the rest ontologically speaking is the systemic underpinning accerssible to leadership and the only one really that counts when thinking about this sytemically.
yes? no? maybe?

Found Poetry

There is an inmost centre in us all,
where truth abides in fulness,
and, wall upon wall, the gross flesh hems it in.
And to know rather consists in opening out a way
whence the imprisoned splendor may escape
than in affecting entry for a light supposed to be without. 

E.B.Browning

Branding Wisdom

I'm a fan of the wisdom of the Tao. There is knowledge, and understanding that knowledge reveals its relative value. Wisdom is simply non-linear understanding that is operational on multi-dimensions. It is NOT omniscient nor anything finite but knowledge being expressed by being, characterizing its gestalt, as more than the sum, at best an homage to mystery and paradox. Finally, its essence, is the unfolding presence of being.

The Alo Drop

I'll leave this on your doorstep then, since you won't answer my call
a mind fuck is one whose utter remains still for only so long
and then in a confluence of events lets the utter slip, her purpose all along
now the fun has just begun, as she humiliates a man for being human
No shame for the lack of propriety, she's found her gilded horse
to make up for the white one, whose knight walked on premise
There's ignorance, naivete, and pretense; you see it around you all the time
What has ignited this anger flaming at your feet, is seeing it manifest
as a poison; harming trust, just because revenge picked your play today.

Her brand is euphemistic, adorned with echoes of great anticipation
and utterly false, meant to seduce a man into weakness, to die thereby
with uttering everything that tells him he failed her, and must pay like this
in every way that adds humility to his horror, for not having seen it coming.

7/2014, rjduberg

On Desire

I think its important to be able to discriminate between one's desires understanding the boundary between the lower and the higher. The following text was just recently published by a friend of mine today, Lee van Laer. He puts this in perspective for me, maybe for you too?

"Ordinarily, I am always measuring myself by my desire; and my desire is always to somehow to allow myself to fall short.

What there is a need for is to go one step past what I want to do, which is almost always selfish in one way or another. This needs to be looked at; it's so habitual, really, that I rarely notice it. I take my selfishness for granted; and that marks the line where hell's property begins.

There is a satisfaction in the fulfillment of duty. I have been brought to this planet to learn how to take one step past what I want, into what is good for others. It's this service that counts.

I'm tempted to live in a secret, personal space. It has many comforts; and many things that help me are imparted there. But the intention of inner work is to bring me into relationship, first with myself, of course — but then, always, with the outer, into which I ought to bring a little of the light I am sent."

There is another angle about this which has to do not with falling short, but fulfilling a promise (duty), but also once again taking it one step further. In committing oneself to producing more than what is asked of oneself, one consciously creates a dimension of freedom in which in the process of making an exchange one's conscious awareness operates creatively which would otherwise not be subject to that higher state and challenging tension.

Where is Heaven?

In the vein of christianity, we are introduced to a paradise that exists for us in the afterlife. Not really of particular interest or value for a 10 year old, whose own personal paradise was in the process of coming completely apart with the advent of Dad's PKD and ESRF. And over the years, no one has ever given any kind of satisfying remark or answer to the question of Heaven.

To begin with, Christ upset the apple cart when he said the Kingdom of Heaven is within us. The possibilities as I see them are that he must be referring to the real and active contact between myself and higher consciousness. Clearly, this connection exists and happens within because no where in the external world have I ever seen an entry or doorway marked Heaven or God.

So then within ... so far its only been during short periods of higher awakening, when my being was overwhelmed by presence that I have been given any clue to what I want more than anything else in the world and that is to have a conscious connection with Christ, to speak to him and with him face to face. Everytime I find myself reverberating with the disappearance of time, quiet, breathing, listening to my heart beat in my ears, the high pitched hiss of my mind like the background radiation behind the Universe's Big Bang, there is at least another moment of equipoise, a juicyness to abiding in the moment that is beyond refreshing and ultra seductive having the power to immediately quash and quell any and all reminders to duty in the business world of man.

We'll see just how much impact took place for those attenting this morning in the men's locker room in cyberville.

Answer to Jivana's question regarding the difference between male and female discussions

RE: Jivana's ... "If anyone is wondering why I ask this, I think there may be some interesting subtleties revealed about the difference in the energetics of mind driven dialogs, and feeling driven ones. Just maybe..Any thoughts about that Robert?" Well to start with, I think I just crapped my pants, LOL. Sheezuz Jivana ... does the power of your being know NO boundaries? Wow ... such a question. You know it's been a very long time since I've received such a important and powerful invitiation like this that nearly blew my noggin off. Bare with me while struggle to regain my calm and breath. 

You know, I mean to answer your question, I can't think of a greater example than what just happpened. Maybe you'd need to be here next to me to observe the distinction between being driven mentally(intelletually) in contrast to getting driven and feeling it. For sure, discussion between men rarely include silent pauses allowing a person to process felt sensation as a natural part of the discussion. I'm not saying that men don't still do this but they do not share it and they certainly don't draw attention to it. 

This brings us to what to make of the possibiity for men to properly engage their femiinity in the felt sense in discussion and relationship, and how to support it for the natural soulful liberty it affords one's being. I can imagine what is going through the minds of those men reading my words right now who make up the bulk of typical male interactiveness which could be characterized as competitive, and emotionally immature to some degree with almost every single man. Compared with women, where their discussion is punctuated continuously with certain sometimes infintesimal pauses in which focus is shifted entirely on the heart with the support and full appreciation of those women listeners present. Masculine energy does not curl up in a cuddling circle. It's potential was found in being unbreakable, unstoppable, overpowering, and noble. That's a historical perspective however I don't see much that has changed. The impulse still remains, untrained, unconscious, undifferentiated and not sublimated. The obvious results of such concentrations of masculine vs feminine energetically in discussion groups can be worked out along the characteristic dimensions as I have begun to suggest.
Part of what remains to be cleared before we evolve sexualpolitcally has to do with expectations. It's hard to imagine what precepitious condition could account for men anticipating a felt meaningful sense from his compadrades in the splitsecond pause required for the heart to breath and speak. The best I've encounterd so far in terms of an overt acknowledgement indicating that a friend of mine had "GOTTEN" a felt sense loud enough to say something about it was nevertheless constrained by a competitive context and a visual orientation. Given the modality expectation you can see how his statement, "Look at him, you can see the wheels turning inside his head." represents those cognitive channels. 

The only suggestion in support of Jivana's issue here for men would be to quietly focus over the next few days in your conversations with other men on your heart and the degree of energetic harmony being radiated within it as well as between your heart and the other's. Some of you may find this a rather impossible request, as you simply return to your dualistic rationalizations in progress. 

I do the best I can at keeping myself exposed to feminine energy and beingness because I have yet to come to any satisfactory balance within myself on this issue, but I hope I have been of some help and provided a little clarity for Jivana's issue and for the benefit of the men she is addressing.

Relating Religion to Spirtuality

There is always some extraordinary figure/teacher at the beginning of all religions. I have not studied this to be sure but I would hazard a guess that none of those teachers had anything to do with the religion which formed after their passing (so why wouldn't Buddhism be a religion?) I've never met a religion that hadn't completely distorted and corrupted the original teaching. Spirituality is something akin to the science of spirit/truth/Self/knowledge. While there is NO formal structure therefore no leader and no follower, if there is a legitimate point to spirituality then it exists squarely in our desire to explore and discover the truth about truth.

Again, Spirituality is matter of personal desire to go beyond the known and find for one's Self. Religion is really result of powers needing to co-opt the popular teaching, repackage it and sell it to the masses after issues regarding integrity are replaced by one's of obedience.

Regarding the Law of Accident, the Law of Fate, a question regarding the law of Attraction

... you take something powerful like that out of context and the next thing you know everyone MECHANICALLY ASSUMES they understand enough of it to explain exactly how it exists in their lives, when in fact they have nothing remotely the same as the source of that in the beginning.

@Colleen ~ For ordinary men and women, their lives can be said to be under the law of accident. It's only when a man becomes #4 and begins real work on his being and self-remembering that he begins to come under the law of fate in which this saying shared/quoted by Esoman becomes something reliable to consider. The law of accident could be understood then to be THE basic characteristic of ordinary men/women in which it follows that their being attracts hardly anything at all, all is mechanical, with no conscious order, and whatever is present in their being at any given moment is completely a function of the reactionary nature of their many different I's, imaginings, false personalities, etc. etc.

Once a person begins to gravitate to the work and begins to develop their being consciously, life will begin to show up more along the vein of how Eso talked about it. It's important to understand that it is here and increasingly so that if one doesn't like what one is attracting that evolved consciousness will provide a person with the energy and higher support required to change one's being if one so desires.

Now it's important to recognize here that a certain principle or wisdom seems almost to obvious to mention here, regarding the possibilities in this transformation. The wisdom is simply that one rely less and less on belief and open more and more trusting of the unknown, the mystery, and the limitlessnss which is accessible in higher states of consciousness and being. If a person is not willing to embrace the relativity required in accurately relating to the cosmos then their work will lack the necessary force and sensation to be of any real use.

Such liberation therein exists where I don't have to be judged by others regarding my story or religious narrative, especially if that narrative is rooted in separating dichotomies of a past gone era. Like the notion that if you believe Christ to be your savior, etc you will enjoy eternal life. What a foul joke that is. At least its coming to an end, soon.

Obviously, there's more to the work than simply learning more and distinct things about myself and the cosmos, but clearly that process will never end, and my contact with higher influence, divine grace, God, or whatever will only be as real as open is the space in me regarding reverence and respect for the unknown above.

A Voice Holy

The voice is never holy is it?
Lying about hearing god ...
So sad my reason, and I
Without divine counsel.
For god suffers not me
Nor anything it seems.
Being the transcendent
Completion, and perfect.

The voice speaks just lies
projecting our deep need
smart but stupid to believe
adaptation is not accidental
for an unrecognized god realm
stage where all shadows halo
can be found on christian brow.

Could faith be reasonable?
If in fact a perfect being was
possible, the best argument
is based in design of nature
reflecting GREAT DESIGNER
as source and possible creator.
Those who live in faith speak
with impunity to those awake.

Don't think my rebellion runs
easily amuck, my opposition
protesting ugly pretense of faith
is with respect to the big risk
with what seems far more real
and natural, reflected as clear
rule of mind to compute facts.

In the end, death gets last word
regarding the question we face
whether death is a real lie or not.
But faith isn’t close as an answer
And, why would it be necessary?
And how would it change things?
No, death is death, faithful or rot.

© 2004, RJDuberg

Difference of One

Imperial Beach Sky Fire

 "The true basis of religion is not belief, but intuitive experience. Intuition is the soul’s power of knowing God. To know what religion is really all about, one must know God."

And yet, all one has to do is but briefly introduce themselves again to whatever religion, (they all suffer those who believe) to verify that the basis of religion at present is belief. Intuitively, I agree without a doubt that all religious beliefs came after the fact, and in a manner of speaking represent the extent and limit man's mind has come to know in relationship to language. The process of cognition is mechanical which processes language and seeks to understand meaning through interpretation.

Ask yourself if there aren't higher and more evolved methods and ways to reach a speakers genuine meaning in his language and speaking? I say it is this intellectual process which follows listening that constructs belief, on an unconscious level, the level of that's just the way it is. If a person is not awakened to this FACT as well as empowered to develop a more robust and higher dimensional heuristic, any effort or talk of change for such a person is destined to be unrealized.

If we understand belief as representative of a mind which has not gone beyond a focus of BEING RIGHT, this shift in perspective alone will pull back the drapes enough that the real work can begin. From that point, one's mind is not operating strictly from the place of verifying by mental cross referencing backwards into the past across the matrix of mental constructs which are collectively NOT HIS but echoes and copies of ideas he's heard from someone else.

The difficulty in evolving one's consciousness here has to do with this cognition's automatic operation combined with men's identification with this noise of the mind. It has been my experience that intrinsic to the shift away from this state is the way the silence of a still mind begins to prevail as the dominant feature in one's conscious awareness. Alone with this is a transformation in one's self expression which shifts from being associative and mechanical to being a meditation in which one's words have a conscious emotional intent in which simultaneous to speaking there exists extra attention which focuses on the listening taking place. In that mix, the metric of simply being right or correct no longer covers the scale of meaning possible.

Celebration and presence, authentic being and intimate satisfaction, and one's higher self and function are found in that higher conscious state. One other important characteristic of this shift from ordinary consciousness to higher consciousness has to do with the emergence of a holistic and self-realized sense of being, one in which the person begins to consider themselves as Source of their experience fully responsible, and along with that a true integrity without which this higher state would collapse with our going back to sleep rendering us falling to an even lower state than where we were at before.

I have always felt betrayed by religion, especially Christianity. I mean you have to ask yourself if Christ was in fact an expression of the Absolute's supreme intelligence, why this issue regarding belief wasn't addressed with more eloquence and articulation. He didn't and it wasn't something that became part of the cannon, leaving the possibility of faith leading those with sufficient capacity for evolving higher consciousness in the dust, abandoned to be forgotten on history's waste heap. Surely, a truly enlightened master would have addressed this inevitability as part of his teaching. The fact that he did not, itself lends itself to view religion as indefensible in the sense of it's intuitive basis in the beginning being incomplete and hardly the divine revelation we're given to believe. 

What's missing from this golden barreling tube breaking swell with an offshore blowing towering ocean mist behind high and to the rear, is Self.

Hard to say that in other empty landscapes, unless certain tones and spatial relations are present, creating an inight into, Self.

There is nothing like having a passionate obsession with something. Guess I should feel lucky music happened to add delight for this vacation.

Healing Code

AT some point there is always a call for putting one's records of the past back together in order and well stacked.  Here is a call to an issue I have for health while I deal with ESRF. Been on dialysis for a year now. Been on a waiting list for 180 days. The road to getting a transplant done is not clearcut or simple by any stretch of the imagination. For the last 3 years I've pretty much been dominated by the wild fires in this domain of my life. But I'm finding some breathing room now and my intellectual insight and understanding is beginning to reflect some expansion and evolution.

I've got to give credit to friends in my life that matter: Stephanie, Colleen, Mom, John, Billy, Evelyn, Heidi, Trayvon, as well as my sister.


Integrity

Integrity is the shining star
blazing a path for the spiritual
to fix and maintain the joy
it is our higher self we call
May yours come to mind
so that recognition plays
front and center today
there's no time to waste.


Fighting exhaustion is not good when trying to ascend and evolve, whatever ...

Here is the repository of a new and quite significant change in my ontology. The subjectivity is still there. More than anything today was a moment when consciously relaxing that I was suddenly in the presence of an ex-girlfriend named Stephanie. And I suddenly recognized what it was about her that was so valuable to me at certain moments of vulnerability. She's got the best mom vibe I've ever witnessed.

Thanks Steph..xoxo

Some reflective composing...

Appearing arbitrary are these bounds
coming in and out of a veiled backstage
in streaming movements weaving
chaos out of order and order out of chaos.

What other possible purpose could apply
comprehending the relativity of the present
squeezing the entire flow down to a drop
and then we quench our thirst from that?

It's never enough, and how could it be?
as we try and drink our fill from a dream
while the raging torrent of the stream is
all around us, ourselves, lush fluidness.

The drip drop little squeeze was hard work
and who in their right mind can fathom
how the reverse allows for the gush of us
We're clearly machines at our core.

Nothing to build in the radiance sought
But the cost is our ability to tolerate
a friction and discomfort as we cogitate
learning how so much of life is mechanical.

The beginning is always short and small
A process that grows and grows wetter now
cooling and extinguishing the fires of hell
we replace ignorance with visions of reality.

rj

Noise in the First

The noise has to always hiss
during the greatest peak here
of changing the changing ray
where nashing grinds IT to dust.

My engine racing, wind bracing
speed blazing ... a synchronized
inside concert hall constrains
our vibrations moving infinitely.

The divine source, muse sings
a sound that lifts my heavy heart.
I am surrounded by nothing big now...
except a noisey crowd at the curve.

I expect another Goddess to know
a Crash Surprise from nowhere
on a day of days smelling of bliss
her lovely music, blessing, and grace.

1/2016 rjduberg

These Times Reached

Daily reductions, so annoying, a brutal evil it seems
lay down all your arms, and witness how little
your world pays attention to what matters, no reach
this is an insideous defeat notwithstanding irony
Shadows by ego, value to conform, entropy.  

Dig in then ... poetry asks too much I say.
In good with a serious muse, and writing love
in so many urgent and different musical ways.
Arising in a Great Symballic Crash
and a war against war, echo of irony.

These times and their overall rush is good reminisce.
while these times are specifically different
The remedy of language is in a long focus
balanced with a short one, makes us an ascendency.
Through language this portal reigns in higher consciousness.

The real entryway is hidden behind an understanding.
It isn't enough to know something or even know of it.
Yet, without such linguistic referents we're also reduced.
One begets the other, as understanding follows, so distinct.
Romantic blossoms here, tho' most fall in and down, sadly.

So easy for most not to even get this far, part of the Construct.
One success will bring a desire to make homage to "God".
This pink cloud is a spiritual distraction, highly addicting
And really of no use without extracting the higher lesson.
Never quit, never stop, know thyself - by your reach, ascend.

© 2/2014 rjduberg