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"Opening our Minds," (It's High-time).
We can all experience the Realms
of the Healvens/Enlightenment...
Opened
Without begging and groveling
on bended knees to some Deity
in Otherworldly atmospheres
from our hearts with words...
Unspoken
For Deity lies within us all and,
endowed abilities to either rise or
Fall
Greatness, the well-spring flowing-up
from within, beckoning us...
Forward
Creativity, the Divine Spark enflaming
us to,
Imagine into
Existence,
The as of yet,
Unknown
Without shame or presumptuousness...
Through us the worlds are formed
of the Healvens/Enlightenment...
Opened
Without begging and groveling
on bended knees to some Deity
in Otherworldly atmospheres
from our hearts with words...
Unspoken
For Deity lies within us all and,
endowed abilities to either rise or
Fall
Greatness, the well-spring flowing-up
from within, beckoning us...
Forward
Creativity, the Divine Spark enflaming
us to,
Imagine into
Existence,
The as of yet,
Unknown
Without shame or presumptuousness...
Through us the worlds are formed
Published 31st Dec 2013
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31st Dec 2013 11:08am
i love these deeply spiritual [not religious] writes of yours, Pan, they're always wonderful food for thought.
This particular piece reminded me of a quote by His Holiness, "Become God to each other. Do not look for God somewhere in the sky, but see God in every pair of eyes, in the mountains, water, trees and animals. How? Only when you see God in yourself. Only Gods can worship Gods."
thanks for a great read.
This particular piece reminded me of a quote by His Holiness, "Become God to each other. Do not look for God somewhere in the sky, but see God in every pair of eyes, in the mountains, water, trees and animals. How? Only when you see God in yourself. Only Gods can worship Gods."
thanks for a great read.
31st Dec 2013 11:27am
Hmmmmm...."high time", indeed.
A simply stated profundity, this. I like the quote Mia mentioned above. God is truly everywhere for those who know not WHERE to look, but HOW to look.
"The Kingdom of God is within you and all about you, not in mansions of wood and stone. Split a piece of wood and I am there, lift a stone and you will find me." (I think this is from the Gospel of Thomas.)
Most people, especially here in the gibbering modern age, never see God even once. & that's a sad. They never realize that God is up there on the mountain or down there in the ocean...or in their own reflections.
You've got an insight that many people will never know. You are one of the wise ones. You are one of the lucky ones. As am I (on most days). The Kingdom of Heaven is surely all around us, but sometimes I do forget. I catch myself indulging my pettiness some days. I'll think of this poem the next time that happens (could be today).
Imagination is the greatest gift from God, from ourselves. & it is the womb of all things.
Bravo, Mr. HungryPan.
A simply stated profundity, this. I like the quote Mia mentioned above. God is truly everywhere for those who know not WHERE to look, but HOW to look.
"The Kingdom of God is within you and all about you, not in mansions of wood and stone. Split a piece of wood and I am there, lift a stone and you will find me." (I think this is from the Gospel of Thomas.)
Most people, especially here in the gibbering modern age, never see God even once. & that's a sad. They never realize that God is up there on the mountain or down there in the ocean...or in their own reflections.
You've got an insight that many people will never know. You are one of the wise ones. You are one of the lucky ones. As am I (on most days). The Kingdom of Heaven is surely all around us, but sometimes I do forget. I catch myself indulging my pettiness some days. I'll think of this poem the next time that happens (could be today).
Imagination is the greatest gift from God, from ourselves. & it is the womb of all things.
Bravo, Mr. HungryPan.
