Wednesday, February 9, 2011
வாட் டூ வி மேக் ஒப் திஸ்?
பின் இஸ் இன் தி எ ஒப் தி பெஹோல்தர்
லைப் அச அச எ சேமிகள் ரோல்ளீர் கோஸ்டர்
எஅட், ஸ்லீப், லௌக்ஹ, அண்ட் லவ்
வாக்கிங் அலசோ மகேஷ் மீ பீல் பெட்டெர்
அச்டின் ஸ்டெப்ஸ் அண்ட் பெஹவிஒர் சந்கேஷ்
வாட் இன் திஸ் லைப் கேன் மேக் இட் வித் சம்திங்
போடி, மின்ட், ஸ்பிரிட் அச ஒஉர் கிடு
தி காமம் த்ரெட் தேரே இஸ் தி அபிலிட்டி டு மேக் எ சாய்ஸ் த்ரௌக் தி அவறேநேச்ஸ் வி கீப்.
அண்ட் தி அச்க்நோவ்லேட்க்மென்ட் தட் தி லைட் வி ஷேர் இஸ் மோர் தன ஸ்கின் தீப்.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Ernest Living
may we shred our murky masks revealing the hidden
so we may know our true self
may we hope with a sense of peace
stepping forward with courageous compassion
may we organize our own consciousness
planning for wonderful days
may we observe our faults of our thinking
so change can present it self
may we embrace our darkness and pain
so we are made more whole
may we live together in cosmic harmony
Luke G. Rogers
so we may know our true self
may we hope with a sense of peace
stepping forward with courageous compassion
may we organize our own consciousness
planning for wonderful days
may we observe our faults of our thinking
so change can present it self
may we embrace our darkness and pain
so we are made more whole
may we live together in cosmic harmony
Luke G. Rogers
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Spools of Growth
Opal light seen with Lively Confusion
What did resistance teach?
A Koan of my own – Self intrusion
Might be time for a concession speech
Altered state takes me away
Letting thoughts speak for themselves
Quintessential Peace gone astray
Observing self-made spells
Lonely weary hours to keep awake
Southing Voice past Dead Ears
Watching from above what’s at stake
Loathing the moment when there is nothing to fear
As so it is – and will always Be
Floating around and TruthLight comes to me
What did resistance teach?
A Koan of my own – Self intrusion
Might be time for a concession speech
Altered state takes me away
Letting thoughts speak for themselves
Quintessential Peace gone astray
Observing self-made spells
Lonely weary hours to keep awake
Southing Voice past Dead Ears
Watching from above what’s at stake
Loathing the moment when there is nothing to fear
As so it is – and will always Be
Floating around and TruthLight comes to me
Friday, May 8, 2009
We are Light Movements
Register the resistance
Check point, locked in
Cross the threshold
Blinking victory
Lights that flicker will stay on
Clinched-release energy
Dispersed to the floor
Cooper grounded soul
Past chords cut
New emotion soothing
Full speed ahead, here and present
Friday, March 6, 2009
Enough Said.
Where do you think you’re headed?
How did you become asleep in your waking life?
Why do you make things black and white?
What do you think separates you from love?
When you are willing to be honest, things won’t be so hard.
How did you become asleep in your waking life?
Why do you make things black and white?
What do you think separates you from love?
When you are willing to be honest, things won’t be so hard.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Closer to Myopia
Grasping harder equates to further illusive answers
Receiving too many channels
In the sharp corners of a single mind
Decoding unsolvable puzzles
We need charts and graphs
Organize data to convince the "intellect"
Releasing control would feel like giving up
No such thing as honest answers
Can we admit our bewilderment?
The truth is, everything is made up
In these 3-pound computers
Can we admit our bewilderment?
If I could bend matter with my mind,
I would be ok with reductionism
Receiving too many channels
In the sharp corners of a single mind
Decoding unsolvable puzzles
We need charts and graphs
Organize data to convince the "intellect"
Releasing control would feel like giving up
No such thing as honest answers
Can we admit our bewilderment?
The truth is, everything is made up
In these 3-pound computers
Can we admit our bewilderment?
If I could bend matter with my mind,
I would be ok with reductionism
Thursday, October 2, 2008
I Will Listen, I Promise
Who is this impostor inside my body?
Listening to messengers from outside
A thousand voices judging
Clinching to fabricated sense
Pretending to know what is real
Weaving stories to ease fear
Heart Speak, slow me down
Bring me out of confusion
Reveal everything important
Heart Speak, calm my soul
Help to let me be, here and now
Bring me back to living again
Heart Speak, come Home in me
Warm the coldness in my veins
Remind me of who I really am
Show me Meaning in my life.
Listening to messengers from outside
A thousand voices judging
Clinching to fabricated sense
Pretending to know what is real
Weaving stories to ease fear
Heart Speak, slow me down
Bring me out of confusion
Reveal everything important
Heart Speak, calm my soul
Help to let me be, here and now
Bring me back to living again
Heart Speak, come Home in me
Warm the coldness in my veins
Remind me of who I really am
Show me Meaning in my life.
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