Half A Soul…Is Not Good Enough (Poetry/Lyrics)

My Destiny II

I wanna leave…and be free

Far away – from here

Come with me…and we’ll leave

all our cares..behind

Baby Please – Don’t ask me…

Why oh why – (not tonight)

 

Can’t you see…that I’m in need

of your touch – right now

The pain is deep…and I can’t sleep

Your love is on my mind

– Let’s not fight

Baby Please – Don’t ask me

Why oh why, Why oh why

Let’s not fight

…No, not tonight

 

Thoughts of you…and this heat

are draining me dry

Thoughts of you…and this heat

are draining me dry

…between the sheets

and it’s not right…cause you’re not here

 

Come let’s meet…the other half of me…and release

You will see

…All is fine, …All is fine – tonight

Don’t ask why, Don’t ask why

…why oh why

Don’t…Ask…Why

Just you and me, Just you and me

No one is on our side

Just you and me…with our seeds

You will see

Then we’ll fly

…So High – So, So, High

So Damn High

Tonight, Tonight…Just let the world

Stop and die – around us

…as we fly

It’s only you, It’s only you

…you and me, you and me

Half a Soul is not good enough

…for you or me

Hmm, Hmm.. Hmm, Hmm

Hmmmm, Hmm

You and me – Baby Please

Save me, Save me, Save me…….Please

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

“Lyrics not as good as these of course, not yet!” 🙂

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To Do What I Was Created To (a Poem)

My Destiny IV

Enterprise was an inheritance designated by my Father at conception, vigilantly monitored and protected by Allatori.  There was no doubt that there would be no assimilation with the surrounding world.  Apprehension, Confusion, Curiosity, Reclusion were but a few of my companions.

Never so mysterious was the meaning of the dawn of each new sunrise and the ascension of darkness culminating in nightfall.

Kind words mask the mischievous, the unrighteous, the evil. Both sight and spirit has been enhanced. It serves as a blessing and curse.

Indigo is meaningless as colour fades to only Black and White.  Choices are all that remain and only for a little while.  I must play my part regardless of the emotions that overwhelm but it is my Father’s Will.  So it is accepted with peace and without hesitation.  Fate has already made it’s claim.  There, on the other side just beyond the curtain awaits Destiny to prepare me for the next Act in an unending play in which my part must be played alone.

My Destiny III

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……..For now it is the comfort, the strength, the power and the wisdom of my Father, of my Family that I now require as the curtain slowly closes on a scene filled with countless second rate actors that are clueless to what is to follow.

It can be difficult looking ahead in the Script.

Non opus est tibi Pater. Domne benedicere.

Mystic IIAdiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

 

I AM SORRY?…Pah-lease!

Have you ever stopped to contemplate the insignificance of those three words, “I Am Sorry” with respect to preconceived, adverse actions committed against you?  They are probably the most over used words in the English language next to “I love you” and most likely just as meaningless.  Consider this, “I love you”, is expressed based on a chemical reaction that catalyzes in our brains most likely rooted in the Nature/Nurture aspect of our development growth experiences from birth.

We learn what is attractive to us from the influences impressed upon us by either our environment or genetic code.  This in-turn results in a chemical reaction that we find gratifying to relay to the object of our desire to cement a bonding process.  As this chemical reaction wanes, so does the emotion initially experienced.  In the juxtaposition of “I am sorry” another reaction takes place, this time anchored in some misguided notion; that is often selfish and rarely genuine. We pray that the aforementioned pithy composite of carefully crafted words can somehow magically remove the guilt or fear of some intentional negative action we have taken but now wish to minimize because it may present a hindrance to acquiring further selfish goals or objectives we have in future.  Simply stated, “I must seek forgiveness for this terrible, rotten thing that I have done because it may interfere with what I would like to obtain at some later time.”

Unlike the chemical reaction sparking our so-called perception of love, that which results in the cleverly strung together words “I am sorry” is based on a learned response from our growth and development phase.  We are taught that everything is made better or pacified by expressing contrition or regret through those simple three words which are usually ignited by another selfish desire rooted in more chemical reactions.   So, the next time you hear those words expressed to you after some deliberate, untoward action taken against you, ask yourself this – “What is it that you want from me now?”   Think about it!

Ponder III

Calvin & Hobbes

 

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

To Be Created and To Comprehend

Thoth III

And by what have I been sculpted…?

Is it by the wind and the rain, together in tandem carrying me where it will then seeding me to that chosen soil for nourishment and to nourish

or is it by the strength of the mighty river’s flow – eroding, carving, moulding everything in it’s wake until defined as the grandest canyon or the mightiest mountain

or has it truly been by the Will and hand of my Maker, like Hephaestus methodically crafting me into the finest tool which has been forged in an inferno until strong and durable as Osmium and as sharp as the Joyeuse.

…to be nurtured for purposes only understood by nothing less than a – God

Now I am whole; Now I am transcendent; Now…I AM AWAKE!

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

Just Another Thought

Pentacle 2 Venus

To lose yourself in thought is not such a bad thing. Many wonders have been born of this.

To be consumed by the trappings of this man-made reality and lose your mind in it can result in unimaginable loss.  Much death and destruction has emanated from this.

Ponder III

Calvin & Hobbes

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

Auxilium Meum a Parentibus Meis

My help comes from my Parents

Pentacle 2 Venus

I can’t comprehend my place.  My senses have been obscured by forces I cannot perceive.  There is only a faint notion of something passed, something mysterious, something powerful, something controlling that began me, that began all that I know.  It seems that there are a select few who have pierced the veil.  They don’t seek to share the knowledge of what they know or what they believe they know.  Their desire is only to become the new masters, replacing those that have past on from our collective consciousness.

They form clandestine groups to protect the esoteric awareness uncovered but unfortunately, as far as I can see no wisdom has been gleaned.  They compile riches selfishly and war with one another to stand alone as monarchs of but a pond on a vast estate on a massive landmass of an incalculable sphere comprising an infinite existence.  What they perceive in their ignorance however, is but a grain of sand of a neverending desert.  In their self-obsessed arrogance, they manipulate and eliminate anything that stands in opposition to their absolute sovereignty.

For the layperson, for myself, we must dedicate ourselves to exposing that which has been hidden from us.  All of the meaningless minutia that has been forced upon us blurring the line between truth and imagination or invention that has been laid before us is a distraction that must be ignored.  Where we live, the clothes we dawn, the property and vehicles we own, the partner we take as a status symbol are all designed to be a diversion influencing misguided desires, our fears and aspirations – keeping us from seeing unfettered verity.

We are, I am, Being existing for reasons I am unable to fathom in a form of another’s design mired in a perfume scented cesspool while my self-entitled, self-centered, self-serving siblings scheme to conquer and control what is not theirs to control.  Where have our parents gone and why have they abandoned us to begin with?  And what of their parents, our grandparents?  Is this what it means to be family, to leave behind children fighting for trinkets which have been left behind?  Though we be siblings by birth some of us choose to understand our heritage, to be loyal to a higher state of being.  For that we require our progenitors to provide the continuity between what was,  the expectations that were laid before us and what now “is”.

Though children can disappoint and fail us they are still needy frequently losing their way. Some do come round, evolving and maturing beyond their foibles searching for substance, for more than the artificial and superficial.  To accomplish this they MUST have intervention and the guidance of parents.  So with complete meekness, we beseech you, I beseech you – da mihi potestatem et adiuva me verterem figuram mundi

Pentacle 4 MoonMystic IImercury4

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

 

Pentacle 2 Saturn

 

 

Just A Thought

A Beautiful, Peaceful and Happy Future……It’s what we all dream of for ourselves and theWise II world around us at one time or another. But the question of how we get to that blessed place generally eludes us.

 

The formula is not that difficult really………..

To manifest that perfect FUTURE in which we all desire

We must learn how to give careful consideration to the PAST after thoughtfully putting it away

While simultaneously avoiding fucking up the PRESENT.

 

That may sound simplistic but somehow we still can’t seem to get it right.

Just look at the world we reside in today.  There’s is not a place or space on any part of it that doesn’t seem to be coming undone. On every continent there is agony, anguish and strife as the elite of nations selfishly fight for absolute control over absolutely everything disregarding the conflicts and wars that has brought the world to the brink of destruction time and time again.

Individually, we spend our lives in the past habitually and more often than not, painfully anchored there while essential life lessons go by without comprehension. Often we torment those currently in our lives for our past suffering when they may have been strategically placed there as a blessing to atone for sins against us or as an opportunity for growth and maturation. But frequently we ignore the godsend, sabotaging our sacred gifts. This often results in others manifesting the same grief and torment encapsulated within us thereby generating and endless cycle.

To escape this never-ending abyss we must become theoretical scholars of our own past while disconnecting from the emotion of it.  As we grow and evolve from it in a positive manner, we master the necessary skills and abilities to successfully navigate the present; circumvent similar contemporary pitfalls while methodically mastering ourselves in the process.  When we choose this academic, holistic approach to examining the past and ourselves, how can the future be anything other than bright for us individually as well as collectively?

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

“Sing it Babs!”

Featured image by Lykke Steenbach Josephsen; Painting, “Wisdom”

Inset art by Wisdom And Folly James Dean Art by James-Dean-artist on DeviantArt

 

 

Just A Thought

Intellect IX

Intellect without Discipline or the Wisdom to master it is objectionable, perilous and foolish

This, more than anything, is humankind’s Achilles Heel.

Mystic II

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

Point to Ponder XII

Ponder III

Truth…thy light has been obscured, thy name has been soiled and thy soul corrupted Trident Vwhile Liberty, Logic and Reason have been shackled.

Mystic I

Adiuva me verterem figuram mundi  Thoth II

Featured image by: Mark Vallen