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Slow Beauty Awareness


“The slow arrow of beauty. The most noble kind of beauty is that which does not carry us away suddenly, whose attacks are not violent or intoxicating (this kind easily awakens disgust), but rather the kind of beauty which infiltrates slowly, which we carry along with us almost unnoticed, and meet up with again in dreams; finally, after it has for a long time lain modestly in our heart, it takes complete possession of us, filling our eyes with tears, our hearts with longing.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche


Your smile appeared
last night in my dream
like the one that Alice saw
combined with Mona Lisa elegance
so much like the one I’ve seen for years
yet last night
I noticed
The appreciation sending heartfelt echoes
back through time
Never was the sunrise brighter
carrying past gift and future promises
in its wake.
— G A Rpsenberg


Blessings, G


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Viewing The End of the FalseVision of the Burning of the False by G A Rosenberg


HarbingerHarbinger by G A Rosenberg


On Secret Worlds…


“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman


I want to enter your secret world
and explore it with you
I want to see the fantasies, the clown faces
and nightmares
so I can hold you through them
and show you the mirror behind their eyes
I want to walk through your forest lands
and on your beaches
and meet the strangers you carry inside of you.
Please take me there and come with me to mine.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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And Then He SpokeAnd Then He Spoke by G A Rosenberg


Ink Blot VisionsInk Blot Visions by G A Rosenberg

Allowing Fantasy


“If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform a million realities.”
― Maya Angelou


Hoping where hope is not possible
can change everything
knowing a better way can exist
even in the darkest hour
can make living tolerable
A dream of freedom
when one’s life is chains
can make one fly
to many lands
pushing joyfully against
the binds
knowing that it can happen
Knowing that love exists
when stuck among loathing
can keep the dream alive
yearning for the day
when one’s heart is answered
Knowledge in the face of ignorance
that something imagined can be real
can build the dreams
and break the chains
and open the heart
to new being.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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Spirit DanceSpirit Dance by G A Rosenberg


Tending the FiresTending the Fires by G A Rosenberg


From the Inside


“The things we see are the same things that are within us. There is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.”
― Hermann Hesse


From the inside
things seem cold and damp
fear and anger rule the day
then I realize
it is my fear my madness
so I blanket the cold
and face the fear
anger gives me the energy
its fire burning through to truth
and then dissipating.
With loss of fear
and anger subsided
I see hope
I push against the chains
with joy
and let my true self out
From the inside comes peace
and the whispers of love
My outside world transformed.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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In a Fish BowlIn a Fish Bowl by G A Rosenberg


Auric BattlegroundAuric Battleground by G A Rosenberg

Sense Nonsense Doggrel


“The pendulum of the mind oscillates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.”
― C.G. Jung


The unforgiving reason
the cursing of because
the illuminating question
seeing the future that was


Finding sense in nonsense
and somewhere in between
I seek to find you seeking
the me I’ve never been


No reason in my rhyme
the clock is unforgiving
my verse is unrehearsed
is there life in living?


The dream that I had waking
the distance seen up close
the paradox unraveling
along the path I chose


Yet in this senseful nonsense
the centre may be still
I may find you peaceful
if that is my will


Blessings, G


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Images Shifting in Multicoloured FlamesImages Shifting in Multi-Coloured Flames by G A Rosenberg


Ye Artist Melting into the BackgroundYe Artist Melting Into the Background by G A Rosenberg


Laughter and Tears


“Laughter and tears are both responses to frustration and exhaustion. I myself prefer to laugh, since there is less cleaning do to do afterward.”
― Kurt Vonnegut


I’ve learned to laugh at my pain
the exquisite agony
of healing echoes of the past
I save my tears for beauty
naked bodies
of water, forest and human
the kindness done just because
service accepted and given
without a balance
Your eyes in firelight and your skin in moonlight
any of these can make me weep
out of joy, out of love and out of gratitude
tears heal the laughter
laughter the tears
we find balance in life’s stream.
–G A Rosenberg


blessings, G


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StillnessStillness by G A Rosenberg


Burning SpirosBurning Spiros by G A Rosenberg


Belonging — Wings and Shadow


“Belonging is a comfortable strait jacket with wings to fly.”
— Nolan Void


What we belong to grounds us. We surrender part of ourselves to the families, groups and relationships we form and in the process we discover ourselves. We find where we fit and where we don’t. We see the shadow of ourselves reflected in the eyes of those we love. When we don’t like what we are seeing, it is time to look within and discover what is it we dislike in ourselves that causes the reaction? What has brought us here? When we feel love and grounded and safe, our dreams can soar and we can realize more than we could realize any other way. Thank you my loved ones for the wings and the grounding. My life would be poorer without you.
Blessings, G


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PlutoHades by G A Rosenberg


Rolling Through the AethyrRolling Through the Aether by G A Rosenberg