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 FineAndCuriouslyTrue
Joined: 10/15/2009
Msg: 176
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The end is just a stepping world
Like the flag of life slowly unfurled
What colours are etched on it's fabrication
What symbols stand for our civilisation?
Stand together or stand alone - divided nation?
The spin doctors tell us what we want to hear
Never tell the truth for it may instill anger & fear
Propaganda - can we believe all we are told?
Or is the media culture a bizarre fairytale
Created by long-lost ancients of old?
Is the future unwritten or was it already foretold?
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 177
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Posted: 2/16/2010 3:57:59 AM
is the future unwritten or was it already foretold?
could this question be the one that teaches our life goal?
is the answer in the living as the days unfold
or with listening to the inner voice do we find our true role?

is every person in our midst just an accidental passing
or could it be it's destiny and truly ever-lasting?

could the driver just ahead be leading you instead
or sending you some guidance to a question in your head?
could the person at the check-out be more than who you're seeing
and in the passing of your money you touch their inner being?

could there really be divine meaning to our daily dream
where each moment of our life is so much more than what it seems?

could it be possibly be past and future all happening now
so every second of our life is meant to be somehow
miraculously touching realms we know so little of
where all is woven intricately into the tapestry of our brotherhood

where all is flowing powerfully in the energy of our blood
accepting responsibility for each and every breath
living our lives we do decide what happens 'till our death
and we're also beings re-awakening our awareness

 GradBoyKev
Joined: 6/13/2008
Msg: 178
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/16/2010 12:40:35 PM
and we're also beings re-awakening our awareness
intoxicating the gross physical plane maybe
an illusion of seperateness
inner intuition to free.

and we're also beings of solid material form,
Stretch out for something solid to hold,
lets continue the reform,
subvert the solid and be bold.

Something greater to behold,
Something out of the norm,
Something to be,
Something of grandeur and greatness.

Inate understanding of the energised plane,
Where the potential flows,
My mind knows,
Where the surreal is sane.
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 179
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Posted: 2/16/2010 9:09:08 PM
where the surreal is sane
seen from a different plane
where there's nothing to gain
but imagination...

when the surreal is sane
be in the abstract again
stepping off the track and then
watch with fascination...
 FineAndCuriouslyTrue
Joined: 10/15/2009
Msg: 180
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/17/2010 1:52:42 AM
watch with fascination...
Growing asperations
Flourishing like a planted seed
Watered by tears & fallen fears
Growing taller like a sunflower
No longer a shrinking violet
Vibrant with each beautiful hour
Hear the whispering & laughter in the grasses
Which sliently but poignantly passes
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 181
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Posted: 2/17/2010 3:12:48 AM
beautiful last two lines!

hear the whispering and laughter in the grasses
which silently but poignantly passes
hidden in the wind as love does an offering
in nature's sanctuary to all who bring
a love of life with pure delight
awakening and celebrating
as Earth prepares for Spring
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 182
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Posted: 2/17/2010 4:13:47 PM
as Earth prepares for Spring
i am stuck a-shoveling
building snowmen
snow angels and forts

i in fact do love spring
but like the moments the winters bring
all snowed in in a life of sin
here north with my lost cohorts
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 183
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Posted: 2/17/2010 7:55:24 PM
here north with my lost cohorts...
I should go back to Msg.173
written by some tallerCanadian
who understands what is lost,
and what the hell can be gained?
when so much is just plainly lost.
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 184
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/17/2010 8:47:19 PM
when so much is plainly lost
the paper flies about
inflated ideas of blame and cost
you can hear the shouts

in the streets beside the bars
out the windows of their cars
flipping birds just isn't far enough
faining luck seems the stuff
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 185
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Posted: 2/17/2010 9:18:12 PM
faining luck seems the stuff
only when you flip birds
when you leave the bar.

knowing when to quit, be quiet.
assess with a magnificent stillness
a measure of your self indulgence
is a beginning to face a probable end.
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 186
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Posted: 2/17/2010 9:32:11 PM
faining luck seems the stuff
I make my own graced by father time
his worn hands cannot turn back
nor mother nature wash the streets with tears
only the wind knows where it shall go
and the sea what it shall hold prisioner
let the sun kiss the shore good morning
and our souls find peace in the light
 60to70
Joined: 7/28/2008
Msg: 187
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/17/2010 9:56:47 PM
"and our souls find peace in the light."
how very beautiful are your words.
when I see my father's swollen feet, his age
I forgive every slight, when I hear his words
informed by the dying of the light, I understand.
Hey, father, I will accompany your flight.
I bury the past...I welcome the salvation of love.
 FineAndCuriouslyTrue
Joined: 10/15/2009
Msg: 188
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/18/2010 2:50:10 AM
I bury the past...I welcome the salvation of love
Soul set free on the wings of a white dove
Soaring high passing through the stinging rain
Although dampened will never be grounded again
With the beating of the wings freedom lies within
Rippling the air with silent waves free from a cacaphony din
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 189
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Posted: 2/18/2010 3:44:30 AM
rippling the air with silent waves
free from a cacophony din
energy dances and plays
contracting in or opening with expansion

always on the move
stillness is so rare
for even in a quiet groove
energy fills the air

reaching out and touching
with all within our midst
like a fog or light encroaching
life force travels in this mist

so be conscious of your thoughts
pay attention to what's happening
from the love within our hearts (or not)
it's energy that we're passing

 Cetanu
Joined: 7/8/2009
Msg: 190
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Posted: 2/18/2010 6:42:01 AM
It's energy that we're passing
One to another transcendental
Resonant and everlasting
Probably considered "mental"

This an early posting in a sea the size of Tethys
Looking beneath what's shallow down into depth
Vernacular doesn't equate, is this just another abyss?
At times it's like I'm seeking, seeking the aleph

If this is not paradigm, forgive it's a first time sharing
Introspection has gone far enough and is now inverse
Positive that this verbose will invoke some caring
Words have left inside and are now transverse ...
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 191
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Posted: 2/18/2010 7:48:09 AM
words left inside
now transverse
cross-hairs divivide
forward, reverse
a white limo ride
following a hearse
time to abide
its only a curse
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 192
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Posted: 2/18/2010 8:06:11 AM
it's only a curse, not to love and be loved
let emotions pour forth from the old flask
hidden in a musty jacket pocket
in your wardrobe with ease,
set it free from the bondage of pain
let them fly like birds from a rusty cage,
release yourself from the fear of the unknown
embrace the new day like a childhood friend,
and you shall find what has been missing
like socks lost in the dryer
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 193
First Line, Last Line (Part Trois)
Posted: 2/18/2010 8:43:52 AM
like socks lost in the dryer
it never seems to be a pair
I may be a frequent flyer
they still say I need two chairs

one is red and one of blue
impatience tugging to go
the council sat till after two
I heard the whistle blow

check your pockets for the stuff
needs are based on habits
identification may not be enough
worries breed like rabbits
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 194
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Posted: 2/18/2010 3:16:36 PM
worries breed like rabbits
multiply beyond control
so stop them in their tracks
before they overtake the soul
don't let fear get in the way
of learning to let go
for always and forever
it's love that makes us whole
 xlr8ingmargo
Joined: 7/28/2009
Msg: 195
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Posted: 2/18/2010 6:21:27 PM
it's love that makes us whole
putting together the jig saw
of yesterdays pieces all mixed up
thrown into dusty boxes
upon the shelves of story books
that we dreamed could come true
kiss the frog little girl
for he may turn into your prince
and carry you away
to the world of bliss~
 WeAre1
Joined: 3/18/2008
Msg: 196
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Posted: 2/18/2010 6:44:01 PM
to the world of bliss~
found here in the words
written on these pages...
found here in my lap
where my two cats sleep...
found here at work
in a stranger's smile...
found here in this moment
bliss in the stillness....
 FineAndCuriouslyTrue
Joined: 10/15/2009
Msg: 197
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Posted: 2/19/2010 1:44:55 AM
Bliss in the stillness....
The frigid air
Frozen in suspension
Like a paused animated tension
Carries invisibly on the wings of birds
Silence truly speaks a thousand words
 Rasko
Joined: 1/23/2010
Msg: 198
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Posted: 2/19/2010 1:31:37 PM
Silence truly speaks a thousand words
so i whistle beneath my breath
making up rhymes and songs
to drown out the voices
of silence in my head
telling me that all life is plastic
that i am no good
that some stray astroid will waste us all
in 5 billion years
that there is no hope
but there is
today so lets sing,
shout, stamp our feet, applaud
for life is noisy and i say
Nay to the silence, give me noise!
 ...rosie...
Joined: 6/30/2007
Msg: 199
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Posted: 2/19/2010 8:28:49 PM
nay to silence, give me noise!
give me sorrows, give me joys
give me life and give me death
i'll live my life to the very last breath!
 Thorb
Joined: 7/15/2005
Msg: 200
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Posted: 2/19/2010 8:30:48 PM
i'll live my life to the very last breath!
Nay to the silence,
give me noise
all the boys with their toys
screaming fans in the stands
watch the boy become a man
blades of steel on the ice
make it real
savour advice
don't just sit there on the bench
let yer mates hear support
bang that rhythm with stick or wrench
willing be a cohort
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