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AND BEYOND
Paralyse tongue.
Spiritually
blinding eyes
That is created to see
Nothing beyond our own reality
Stone
and cold hearts
No frequency
Only the hollow vibration
That Echo the sounds of silence
Or dead end emotions
Disconnection
From every and anything
Living upon the face
Of this universe
And beyond....
What are we?
"we are humans"
Mindless
And Motionless
God's
And Goddess
Intellectual beings
That search for the source
Of existence
Because we failed at being
Beyond infinite
Giving away our power
By receiving senseless
Thought patterns of limitations
To create what we think we are
But does it really exist?
Unable to speak the unknown
We have created our own language,
A language of
Fear,identity,disconnection
And self hatred,
In this language
Selfishness, love
and connections
Does not exist
Because of the vibration it holds
It can only exist
Beyond the unknown...
Spiritually
blinding eyes
That is created to see
Nothing beyond our own reality
Stone
and cold hearts
No frequency
Only the hollow vibration
That Echo the sounds of silence
Or dead end emotions
Disconnection
From every and anything
Living upon the face
Of this universe
And beyond....
What are we?
"we are humans"
Mindless
And Motionless
God's
And Goddess
Intellectual beings
That search for the source
Of existence
Because we failed at being
Beyond infinite
Giving away our power
By receiving senseless
Thought patterns of limitations
To create what we think we are
But does it really exist?
Unable to speak the unknown
We have created our own language,
A language of
Fear,identity,disconnection
And self hatred,
In this language
Selfishness, love
and connections
Does not exist
Because of the vibration it holds
It can only exist
Beyond the unknown...
Published 13th May 2015
| Edited 14th May 2015
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13th May 2015 10:32pm
Critique: Does not exist, you have a typo there...
I enjoyed the poem, the vibrations at the end was good if you understand some theories about the universe...
I enjoyed the poem, the vibrations at the end was good if you understand some theories about the universe...
13th May 2015 11:59pm
At first it seems you are saying we
are doomed failures ... but I think maybe you are frustrated at the limitations that society and WE have put on ourselves to this point:
You call US "Gods and Goddesses" --- I agree --- thats the potential all of US continue to have...
this is something very different from you sycorah .. I would love to read more of your philosophical expressions.
If I wrote something like this - I would put it in the "Observation" or "Spiritual" categories ... but any Label is in itself a limitation ... so maybe "miscellaneous" is part of your over-all point.
I will continue to enjoy this piece of writing...
are doomed failures ... but I think maybe you are frustrated at the limitations that society and WE have put on ourselves to this point:
You call US "Gods and Goddesses" --- I agree --- thats the potential all of US continue to have...
this is something very different from you sycorah .. I would love to read more of your philosophical expressions.
If I wrote something like this - I would put it in the "Observation" or "Spiritual" categories ... but any Label is in itself a limitation ... so maybe "miscellaneous" is part of your over-all point.
I will continue to enjoy this piece of writing...
17th May 2015 00:09am
a very probing write! I especially enjoyed the implications both for the individual and society with the questions you have asked.
18th May 2015 9:51am
14th Jun 2015 4:21pm
We have been ripped from the creator or cast out so we have to invent our own life raft. Enjoyed.
15th Jun 2015 3:53am
I don't believe that we are ripped, I just think that because we are caught up entirely in our own created reality that we simply just forget what we are, it's like an artist and his art.we forget that it's not real,
We created it to be real in the eyes of others
We created it to be our comfort,
Nothing els
But we enjoyed it so much that we forget that it's not real,its just art and before we knew it,
We are lost so deep in it that we also forget our way out.
We created it to be real in the eyes of others
We created it to be our comfort,
Nothing els
But we enjoyed it so much that we forget that it's not real,its just art and before we knew it,
We are lost so deep in it that we also forget our way out.
23rd Aug 2015 8:05am
first time I saw this comment .... and this hits me closely:
"we are caught up entirely in our own created reality"
I agree with this 1 million percent .....
"we are caught up entirely in our own created reality"
I agree with this 1 million percent .....
15th Jun 2015 3:55am
11th Nov 2015 3:38pm
Thought-provoking sycorah... makes
one stop and ponder some things.
To me it makes me think of the place
that man has allowed himself to sink n2
knowing that it is not his Ordained Home
as given by Yah.
Unable to speak the unknown
We have created our own language,
A language of
Fear,identity,disconnection
And self hatred,
"In this language
Selfishness, love
and connections
Does not exist
Because of the vibration it holds
It can only exist
Beyond the unknown"...
This closing portion of Your
well-written poem spoke to me
and made me think a moment
about some studying I did a
while back on a particular chapter
in the New Testament.
In it the Apostle Paul spoke about
a man that he encountered that had
traveled into the Third Heaven, (or
Consciousness or Awareness of), and
heard words that were unlawful, (illegal,
impossible, incapable of, not able to be
uttered in mans present condition or
state of mind/being), for man to speak.
If he could speak them though then they
would cause him to transcend into the
State of Existence from where they are
originated from... a place wherein Yah
dwells.
Thank You for this Contribution... Watchman
one stop and ponder some things.
To me it makes me think of the place
that man has allowed himself to sink n2
knowing that it is not his Ordained Home
as given by Yah.
Unable to speak the unknown
We have created our own language,
A language of
Fear,identity,disconnection
And self hatred,
"In this language
Selfishness, love
and connections
Does not exist
Because of the vibration it holds
It can only exist
Beyond the unknown"...
This closing portion of Your
well-written poem spoke to me
and made me think a moment
about some studying I did a
while back on a particular chapter
in the New Testament.
In it the Apostle Paul spoke about
a man that he encountered that had
traveled into the Third Heaven, (or
Consciousness or Awareness of), and
heard words that were unlawful, (illegal,
impossible, incapable of, not able to be
uttered in mans present condition or
state of mind/being), for man to speak.
If he could speak them though then they
would cause him to transcend into the
State of Existence from where they are
originated from... a place wherein Yah
dwells.
Thank You for this Contribution... Watchman
12th Nov 2015 6:18pm
