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What I’ve learned and how I’ve attempted to grow in the light since touching infinity on Solstice 2020

Hello reader(s)! I greet you in the light and love of the infinite creator. I’ve been going through a shift of gears since December of 2020, trying to crystallize new transmissions and experiences in a receptive manner. I suppose it might be Saturn passing through Aquarius that has called me to step back from writing, but regardless I have slowed down my posting quite a bit.

However, personally I have gone through remarkable transformations since solstice of last year. It seems as though I have experienced infinite intelligence and therefore see the world from an inside out perspective. This has troubled me, but I believe that I understand now after much research what has happened.

In my attempts to reach the light, the Creator, the source, I have come to see that there is no such thing as I; there is only the infinity, boundless and unified. Therefore much of my self-oriented behaviors and patterns have come under scrutiny, as they no longer appear as vital or productive as they once seemed. I know also that I’ve had to choose between the light and its infinite Glory and the delusion of separate self, in an actual way not a theoretical way.

I suppose the simple way of saying what has happened is that my personal energetic balance was called into question after experiencing Infinity, so I have had to rebalance and focus heavily on love, openness, sobriety, and simplicity. Through the grace of the infinite light, I have been healed of my delusion created illusionary complexes, like the physical health limitations that I once believed to be incurable. Much of this healing was done in the simple understanding that there are no limitations, so I can go to find whatever healer I need to facilitate balance, be it a doctor, a Naturopath, a chiropractor, or a yoga instructor.

I have spent much time on this blog writing inefficiently and negatively in the past, even when I thought I was being positive. And so my hiatus has allowed me to slow down and analyze my habits, to discard those that are deleterious to my thriving. Also, these negative, self-limiting habits and assumptions have made me a target to nefarious, oppositely oriented entities, who wish to disrupt my light in order to gain the power of dominance over me. I send any beings of negative polarity the love and light of the infinite creator, so that they may see beyond the delusion of separation and ultimately the delusion of polarity. Love and light shine on the light and the dark, so I must drop my shield and replace it with glowing light and prayerful love.

That being said, I have learned from excellent teachers to pull the weeds of resentment and anger from the garden of my soul. Each day is a new challenge, and I pray that the light will watch over me and any of my readers who are seeking to grow in the light.

May you have light, love, wisdom, and infinity, so that you can realize that within each of us is an infinite piece of the light, just as valuable as the totality, and so we are all one. We are only separate in the delusionary game of 3rd density Earth, which is rapidly dying to give birth to the Earth of love, light, and compassion. Be joyful in the dharma, the way, the path, the sangha, the Buddha, the Christ, the prophets, the angels, and the one true God. Acceptance is the way.

Much love and light to you.

The Aquarian Storm

She lost her days
in zoom call haze
sunless purpose stir
why’s it gotta be so hard, yet
I know I’m the fighter in-it
drug to morning
love to rise
after enlightenment
it’s still the stuff
to stay alive
in this new Aquarian
storm
it’s quite an active way
so best remember play
sing to holidays
love and
dream and
fight
it’s night awake
for we’ve dreamed a sin
that we are evil
crude and wan
but no, we have the light
and some give eyes
to a fire inside
the ruthless few
the dark suns among
I must remember that
this fire must be fed
so out from wan to wandering
go
don’t stop until you’re
spirit only

We see for thee

As the photographer
looks through his camera
at resplendent nature
we are the camera
and the photographer God
our eyes, our ears
our skin, our nose
these friends are the lens
transmitting shows
to a grateful God
or whatever you want
to call the thing,
the eye behind,
our being
watching what we see alone
our life a poem to the throne
a click, a shutter, a vision shown
the eyes of God
inside my earthly home

Change Delayed No More

We live in times
where reality is speeding up
and the people
are
still
stuck
in the muuuud
trying desperately to move! and change! with reality’s curves
but nothing moves
it can make you lose it
shaking, shocked with grief
hopeless yearning
When can
we overcome?
But here is my simple plan
The people filled with righteous fire
for justice!, equality!, liberty! all
Can bravely stand in comrades stead
And join and swing as a wrecking ball

Down the mountain

And suddenly the storm is gone
the smoke is cleared
the fire is out
But was it ever there?
I doubt it

I conjured up a fiery storm
so that I wouldn’t have to face
the awful, beautiful truth
of love
and death
and peace from gods

and so I know how it will go
I’m down from mountaintops
and feel so slow
I’ll miss this mess called Earth
so much
after hating all the drama’s
crunch
for two long score
it’s all so much

With tablets in my hands
I walk into the fire
I will not see the promised land
that’s fine because I’m tired

If you’re really saved, you’d know it

I don’t think they’re really saved
like they say they are

so now the curtain has to fall
on old men walking towards the cliff
and pastors with two silver eyes
are wailing on the dispossessed

oh Jesus has it all been lost?
and do you yet remember when
those gnostic heathens, beaten down
believed they knew the truth that day

but emperors with their happy hells,
a crucifix, and murdered youth
they made the popes and slayed the truth

and if you’re really saved, you’d know it
but then you wouldn’t need to go
yes if you’re really saved, you’d know it
and then you wouldn’t need to go

yes I don’t think they’re really saved
like they say they are

I alone

alone
      in the bath
  smoke slips up in rivers
dabbed
I recline
        BOMBS
nearby
    so high
and yet
the piano in my headphones
           Mr. Glass
is nice
   why does she hurt like this?
      an ache
         so raw
            that she doesn’t even see it

so back
to the bath
I go
            a dream
called
I
alone

Automatic writing 7/26/2020

I have peace in the storm
Fire doesn’t burn me
I cannot be dissolved
I can turn invisible
I can destroy demons as defense
The powers that be do not frighten me
I am bigger than the Pentagon

Death is not real
I have peace in the storm
We have peace in the storm
The heavy sinks down
The light floats up
Jupiter is all gas and is light
That’s why he rules the sky
To ascend you must go down first

House of Cards

Some strange miasma
creeps round through our institutions
looming, leering
leaching good
from inside out
The catabolic yin is in our bones
It’s trumped all fight
There goes the light
What’s weak is might
Send fair corona
to the king
Throw down the crown
so we can sing
America is dead
bring swiftness made of lead
to hit the posts
and free the ghosts
so we may build again

Revelation grey

We spend our days
in helpless rage
with pets and gazes
hanging on imagination
wishing for a place beyond the edge
where happy hugs and dancing
camp inside our sated hearts
Oh sky and Earth
our last resorts
I pray we now can leave the past
Walk forward over rubbled ruins
while masked to keep the others out
This now grey world
is our new home
but color will return again