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Posted: 6/4/2006 10:27:03 PM | ^^"This Tread is not for simplistic views on Re-encarnation, it is for those Old Souls out there "..That was so mean OP,to say that in response to anothers post!! :P
Calling a certain types of poetry "cliche",and being so blatantly critical of other posters, shows you obviously never attended charm school in any of your past lives. O:) I agree with the 2 gentlemen above me. Great thread concept,but upon reviewing your comments to a few others here,I had to say something as well.Poetry is about heart,soul,emotion,depth and beauty in all of its forms JMHO,Kat | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 2:15:11 AM | my, my I see it really was a rapid quickening LOL LOL
another POF implosion
now what should have been a cozy place to be
seems filled with so much negativity
This whole adventure has been simply fascinating
why can't we all just play nice with each other
so our much loved Dog can just keep me laughing
instead of having to keep us unruly children in place
Brawnydog I promise I will stop being naughty (' '
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Posted: 6/5/2006 5:39:22 AM | In reference to insulting Anybody....Have no idea what either one of you are taking about.........
I was refering to the post about coming back as a flower.....................
Sorry you feel that way............
But upon reading the poetry written here, I truly felt that comments like that did not belong....
Perhaps I should buy a few rounds...........
As you said, poetry is not held within the confines of a single persons ideals, yet in "condensing poetry", we find true poetry, this is my view.........and I am entitled to it....
As for containing no Depth,............ | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 6:15:09 AM | As for the Dog..........I wrote The Warrior as an addition to his words
It was inspiring to see him step ouside the box........He knows his first try was good......
Perhaps more would care to step from the confines of the box.......poetry is limitless.....
We all will grow, we must..........life is too short not too.
This is the Truthisee......... | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 8:06:06 AM | ^^Ok,ok...Tell ya what?You buy a round for everyone and Ill buy us all sammiches .We can all "just get along "in the poetry forums, and do very well,but there was sort of a mixed vibe happening here in your thread from the very beginning..When you said,"This thread isnt for simplistic views on re-encarnation",in reference to someones post,maybe that quote expressed how the poster felt.See where Im coming from?Sometimes the simplest seeming verses ,quotes and poems hold the most truth and beauty.Thats the "truth I see" .You are obviously entitled to your opinion,but sometimes via posting,things can be misconstrued and come across harsher than intended.It appears that was possibly the case here.Alrighty,have a spiffy day.Im jumping down off my lil soap box now.:)  Kat | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 10:18:21 AM | When you said,"This thread isnt for simplistic views on re-encarnation",in reference to someones post,maybe that quote expressed how the poster felt.See where Im coming from?Sometimes the simplest seeming verses ,quotes and poems hold the most truth and beauty.Thats the "truth I see" .You are obviously entitled to your opinion,but sometimes via posting,things can be misconstrued and come across harsher than intended.It appears that was possibly the case
I agree totally with what Kat said here and hopefully others can see the truth in her words. Sometimes we think everyone is some type of mind reader and on the same wavelength of understanding when something is said. It is rarely the case tho so words of criticism have to be chosen carefully. OP has apologized. Hopefully it will rest now.
I do believe everything has a purpose and this CAN be transformed from the negative to the positive now.
I always saw this as a place for introverts more than old souls based on the description on OP's first post. I am not certain they are the same as OP seems to be, but I am willing to listen and learn.
We can all choose to remain in our 'clicks' and not step outside our comfort zone
or we can dip our toes in the other waters and do as Brawny said "grow a little". This fish pond can be healing place if we let it and we all can learn from each other.
And as Longte, our wise dragon tried to say, listen to what these sensitive souls are trying to say here, it matters not if it is one complete run on sentence to me and many others here, matters not if it is filled with grammatical errors that make it difficult to read, everyone is trying to say something or they would not be on this forum often. It is not a literary convention, it is a forum for trying to get to know who another really is. Trying to suppress any expression will limit things. I simply try to listen to their heart's and what I see is often breathtaking, yet someone else may try to tear it apart.
I have so much more I would like to finally say, but don't want that lovable dog
barking at me today LOL LOL LOL.
Glad to see the energy changed some today. ''
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Posted: 6/5/2006 12:43:28 PM | The concept of an Old Soul differs greatly from the concept of Re-Encarnation..............
Please People, Let's leave the hidden messages for mail.
......And continue on this Trail.......
......All is said, and done as such.....
How much better do we feel?,
Misconstrude, these words, It Seems,
..........We will SEE these Hearts as True........
For cast aside,
....................That hurtful Pride.........
For NONE can avert these eyes...
For Truth is such,
.......................As more than much,
A teller,
...........Not of lies.......
But simply said,
......................Not ever Fed,
.Or Broken Then of Ties.......
For Souls of Old..........
................................Will soon unfold
Attention Then of You.......
For You will Smile,
.........................Not just awhile,
But ever in your heart........
An end let's bring,
.........................So Souls can sing........
And stand now,
......................From the Start..........................................
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Posted: 6/5/2006 12:46:37 PM | The worst is when you are so young,
Your inner thoughts scream to be heard,
Asking questions with few answers,
The answers you get, you don't like,
Doors close, windows open.
A drop in the ocean,
Uselessly heard,
Often misunderstood,
Against so many odds,
Why try?
Giving advice to elders,
Helping the young to understand,
All the while questioning my own words,
I don't like to be right,
But this i know.
Things are changing,
I don't know what or when,
Why or how,
It is but a feeling of urgency,
I only hope we are all ready. | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 12:49:53 PM | Nicely said..................
..................................Welcome | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 12:54:52 PM | | Thank you, i have much more where that came from...all up here *points in general direction of head*, i wrote that as my post about 5 minutes ago, i have much weighing on my mind these days, i hope you understand. | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 1:00:58 PM | I do understand............
More Than Most............That is why this Thread.........
The timing was Meant........... | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 2:23:46 PM | sorry op
I know you may wish
for beautiful poetry
maybe if we get this out
we can all grow some more
and then allow our souls to shout
Welcome back Shadow
and with his words said simply
so many do agree
and feel that sense of urgency
just as it is with you and me
some were once a shadow only
growing up feeling lonely
often they speak and write great truth's
often found independently in their youth
yet they feel confused when they look back and say
"how did I know that then, I don't know that today"*
So we search for understanding of these things
and on our path find joy in the kindred souls it brings
many spend a lifetime hiding, and even from themselves
and this brings great sadness to me
when my family is afraid to let the other's see
and sometime's they become lost in many ways
and have forgotten what is true
not believing we can see behind the mask and all the beauty inside of you
we do seem to view this life so differently
some even while still hiding, spend it searching
for that spark of recognition to greet
another who feels well known just the instant that we meet
one's where words soon become meaningless
as we relearn how to speak silently
it is often then our soul's feel so free
but, in that resting place we find
that consumes us with a joy sublime
we so often feel we can not stay
seeming our destiny to find the rest like us
to let them know they are not alone
and so it has been with me...
* another common theme I have seen that Shadow also alluded to
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Posted: 6/5/2006 3:01:45 PM | Our Old Souls,
Will dance.........
They will sing......
................And play........
Their Knowledge Known
.................................That Ancient day...
Their feeling cast......
Or shunned aside.....
.............................For It cannot Be........
As alighned....
How this Whisper?
..........................From whence this Wisdom?....
Find me.....
Here at all....
But Yes Indeed.....
In Day Dreams Dance.......
Those arms soon intertwined.....
For feel not Sorrow......
My Wayward Friend........
For Truth Is Here To Find....................................
Just stand and Gaze....
No longer Maze....
For all are of this kind........ | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 4:35:28 PM | An older gent of scholastic renown
Left a seminar quite disgruntled
For that day the intellectual crowd
Gathered to discuss all the world affairs
Each one spat their view and resolve
But none could agree on what needs done
They fought and fought till blue in the face
All the words for naught
For not one could be heard
The old gent in his frustration
Stormed from the meeting
Cussing all the way out the door
He walked and walked till finally taking a rest
On an old park bench among the trees
Now Bobby came along and sat down beside
Not uttering a single word
The old gent began to speak as Bobby nodded
About his day and all his worldly views
Bobby sat silent staring at the man
Smiling ever so often
The gent spoke and spoke
Smiling from ear to ear as Bobby
Sat and watched with amazement
After many a breath of what to do
The old gent finally spoke to Bobby
“Sir….there aren’t many people in
This world like you and me
That can talk with such intellectual views
Do you come hear often that we can again
Sit and talk about the deeper things
And solve all the world’s problems”
Bobby nodded with a smile
Not uttering a word
But looking intently at the man’s face.
Just then a young boy of seven
Came over who had been watching the pair
As the old gent talked.
The boy looked at the gent and asked
“Can I have that shiny pen behind your ear”
The gent boasted out
“Why sure young lad you can…
And what do you admire about that pen?”
Before the young boy could blurt out a word
The old gent answered for him.
“I know you wan that pen because
You wish to put it behind your ear
And act as smart as both of us
Wise souls”
The young boy said
“But….But….But”
The old gent interrupted every word
And then said “good day both to you”
And then walked his merry way.
The young boy then turned to Bobby
“Here you go Bobby” handing him the pen
“I know you really wanted this shiny pen
I watched you from over there as you kept admiring it
How difficult it must be Bobby being mute and all
And not being able to ask….
Now come on Bobby I will walk you home”
Now you see Bobby could not talk
And was born mentally challenged.
On the way home he twirled his shiny pen
Walking by hand with the young boy.
The boy pulled out his juicy juice
But to his dismay grumbled
“Where did my straw go….
I can’t drink my box of juice without a straw”
Bobby then began to take the pen apart
Leaving the middle hollow
He took the box of juice
And then stabbed the box.
The little boy uttered
“O how spiffy now I can drink
My juice from your homemade straw
Thanks Bobby I love you”
The moral of this story is that wisdom is a gift
From those who seek it. It cannot be intellectually
Acquired. Sadly in man’s pride he fails to see
The obvious. But those born of simple mind with hearts of gold
Can sometimes be the wisest of us all. | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 5:29:02 PM | ..................Ever So Sadly,
....................................Do those secluded Souls,
.......................Sit Silenced,
.....................................By those sermons,
.............Spoken by those who will not Seek...
Lost within confinment,
...............................By those shadows,
........................................................unreleased....
Few will,
.............Venture,
......................Unabaded....
Within,
..........Confines,
......................Set as Stone...
......The more that are....
....................................Those Silenced Stars.......
Will,
.............Begin..........
..............................Walk at Last........
For I am Such......
........................A Student Here
............................................Perhaps For Those To Teach.........
But Take My Hand...............
.........................................For Journey Planned..............
..................................................All Is Within Reach.............................................. | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 8:43:53 PM | I remember the Romans smash the temples of Greece
The rape and the torture, the sign of the beast.
Through all the ages, wherever we grew
One with the Mother, that’s who they slew.
They tore up our forests, make way for the beasts
They took all our wisdom and gorged on our feasts.
Our ways now lie buried in the rubble of time,
Hidden, forgotten, they surface sublime.
And any movement upward like smoke from the ashes,
Are diffused and Obscured in small hidden caches.
We wait for a sign, that we can go on,
Waiting and hoping in a dark night, for the light of dawn.
Our dreams feel like fantasies in the nightmare of the now,
As the beasts keep on feeding, we ask you God HOW?
They took over Africa, where life first began.
And exploited her people, her gold and her land.
They raped and they plundered, they slaughtered and slew.
Till the blood flowed like rivers, where their kingdoms grew.
For the beasts lay among them just biding their time.
Till their master came calling to enable his crime.
Tribe against tribe in a frenzy of slaughters
The face of the beast hides in Sons and in Daughters.
Desolation and desert follow in his wake,
Famine and flood, volcano and quake.
As the earth still rebels the hand of the beast
Yet the torment continues for that’s where they feast.
And in the last refuge, where we struggled to survive
On great turtle island, we at least stayed alive.
We held to our rhythms, our songs and our ways.
Though the beast was among us, we tried to stay brave.
But those who were escaping and trying to come home.
Were followed by soldiers who wouldn’t leave us alone
And the beasts among us welcomed their kind
And away went the forests, the lands, and our minds.
They did the same here as they’ve done before
Poisoned earths waters, her lands open sores.
Entrapped us in servitude to enable their plan
To conquer the earth and each woman and man.
There’s no where to run to, no land that is free
From the tyranny and oppression of what they say must be.
If we threaten their lifestyle or question what they say
Oppose their progress, or suggest a new way,
They’re on us like sharks in a frenzy of rage
Bomb us, drug us, lock us in a prison cage.
Tell us we’re crazy and that we don’t exist,
except just to serve them and in this we persist.
They still hold the factories of slavery and pain,
And we buy the products believing this sane.
We agree to their rules, and by this we abide
There’s no where to run to, and nowhere to hide. | |
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Posted: 6/5/2006 8:44:43 PM | | OK So I was feeling a little hopeless. We old ones do get discouraged from time to time. | |
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Posted: 6/6/2006 5:15:34 PM | There is a fine line between what is truth
and what is held as truth
There are some who believe they have answers
to all the questions of man
and in my travels I have witnessed those
who do
I have wondered about how the elephant knows
where to die
I have wondered how Our Mother gives
this knowledge unto all her creature
Is a bear, a bear forever?
Is a lion born with strength through ages
aquired by nothing more than birth?
so many questions it seems
Is the truth hidden?
passed through eon after eon?
where then are the answers?
science?
perhaps the truth is more....
perhaps we already know it...
The path to intellectual development is not
A slipery slope...
It faces down...
Once we start this path
the answers from there become easier
to grasp, to hold
we must never be held
by common missconceptions
and must never kneel to beliefs
not our own
our souls will speak unto us
in times of need they will come
they will not give to our pain
nor take this from us
extend a hand perhaps
but within us we must feel this
know this as truth
accept that the answers are within us
not waited to be found as such
already there
not needing to be hunted
not wanting to be found
a profound wisdom lurks within our hearts
behind eyes hurt and shunned
we that are cast
we that are alone within walls set by others
not imposed by This
our own hands
we are the gifted, unoticed by many
head down, lost within a world
of beauty and compassion beyond
all things that perhaps you will never
or understand
we need this hand upon us not
we smile with a hidden knowledge that
breaths unto us an imagination that borders well
upon that which only Our Mother can see
I will not hide from this
I will touch upon secrets
I will hold within these hands a beauty inspired
by a world full of life and laugh aloud
with a joy given by God himself
.....................................Poor Eyes...
.............................That are closed,
...................................................To The Pain...
.............................When losing...
................................................Thought all left...
........................................................................To Gain... | |
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Posted: 6/6/2006 7:01:00 PM | Great Write Knight, Thank you,
And, Thank You Neseemoo, Well said............. | |
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Posted: 6/6/2006 7:19:23 PM | We're old souls
In a new life
They gave us a new life to live again
Some time to touch old friends
And then return
Old souls last forever
So we need never fear goodbye
Goodbye | |
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Posted: 6/6/2006 7:36:26 PM | | That was one of the most amazing meanderings I have ever read. If you do have a Helen I hope she is as wicked as you are so that you can both keep coming back to serve one another. | |
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Posted: 6/7/2006 6:45:36 AM | mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Helen....
As one of the Most Beautiful in History, I will take that as a compliment....Although one must wonder If it was really worth the price....Strange things we do in the name of Love....
I wish us all a safe and comforting future....Whatever that may entale...
Thank You for your words Phoenix, not fiery in the least... | |
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Posted: 6/7/2006 10:01:40 AM | | "He who sees does not speak. He who speaks does not see." This is a quote by an ancient wise man. The wisdoms that come to old souls are not easily shared, they are not put on display for the "madding crowd". But this same ancient wise man shared his wisdom, ultimately. That is the great paradox, to become a recluse with one"s wisdom, or to reach out to the world and hope somewhere there is a kindred spirit that understands and embraces. | |
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Posted: 6/8/2006 2:31:11 PM | ........................The Thunder rolls around Me
........................and the rain it falls in Waves
........................the Lightning Dance
........................a Sweet Romance
........................Our Mother yet Again
........................bring that Knowledge to us Here
........................I wonder well we See
........................that Life as Such
........................that Green there Much
........................again it can be Free
........................for Therein lies a Beauty Clear
........................if Eyes are as they Are
........................to see So Clear
........................that Falling Tear
........................a Wisdom Stretching Far
........................and from our Mothers out-stretched Hands
........................a Life, real beauty Grow
........................to know this Tree
........................there Watching Me
........................Serenity I Know
........................for I feel Love
........................and hope as Real
........................her arms around me Proof
........................that such I Kneel
........................that this I Feel
........................her Whisper then of Truth
........................but if Eyes Closed
........................Old Soul then Not
........................and that is just as Is
........................for Mothers Dance
..............Again,
......................Romance
..................................is well by those who,
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Posted: 6/8/2006 3:21:43 PM | The Old Soul
An old soul is like a Giant Oak.
We all start as a seed...
Searching for our roots...
Until we finally find our place...
And sink into it.
Some of us grow straight and tall...
Some of us do not...
But we all start small...
And as our lives pass...
We are born again...
Our souls take root once more...
Yet this time they are larger...
Broader...with each new life.
We grow branches that reach out...
And touch other souls...
Until we are a giant oak...
Spreading our protective branches...
Giving shade and shelter...
To the new souls...
Seeking to take root.
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