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Out in Plain Sight Yet Hidden From View

 

I am hidden and I am not.”
— Arthur Rimbaud

 

Out in plain sight
yet hidden from view
my lyrical soul
shines out at you
Most tho can’t see me
what a surprise
Their eyes have been veiled
by the weight of the lies
society tells us
what we can view
follow the media
to know what to do.
Schools will mould us
towards the way we ‘should’ be
we gladly dawn the chains
to avoid being free
So we avoid looking
at our own honest souls
Hidden, not hidden
stuffed in their holes

 

Blessings, G

 

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The Oracle AwaitsThe Oracle Awaits by G A Rosenberg

 

Primary PortalPrimary Portal by G A Rosenberg

 

True Direction

 

“My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has nothing to do with my life.”
— Hermann Hesse

 

I read the above quote and wonder whether it is true for everyone. Are most of us truly that divorced from our true selves (whether we wish to call it our souls or our Holy Guardian Angel or any other choice of metaphor.) I know that there have been times in my life when I have felt the presence of my true self, that part of me that connects to the greater spiritual universe. I also know that having had a taste of it, I have attempted to live my life in such a way that I could connect with it again and as often as possible with some moderate success. Granted this is not easy and so much of life does seem divorced from the touch of that higher being and yet the more I reach it whether through meditation, magick, yoga or creativity the more my life takes on truer hue and colour and the more I abandon those parts of my life where I feel unable to touch it at all. For if my real self does travel elsewhere than that is the direction I wish to travel in myself.
Blessings, G

 

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Hellhound and the AngelHellhound and the Angel by G A Rosenberg

 

What Strange BeastWhat Strange Beast by G A Rosenberg

 

Quote of the Day – September 18 2011

“I died a mineral and became a plant.
I died a plant and rose an animal.
I died an animal and I was a man.
Why should I fear? When was I less by dying?
Yet once more I shall die as man, to soar
With the blessed angels; but even from angel hood
I must pass on. All except God perishes.
When I have sacrificed my angel soul,
I shall become that which no mind ever conceived.
O, let me not exist! for Nonexistance proclaims,
“To Him we shall return.””
–Rumi

Heavy Thoughts and feelings running through tonight. On love and death. In the next day or so, as in the proceeding few days, I will have to say goodbye in this lifetime to my mother. She’s been very sick for quite awhile and I know that it in many ways is a good thing. She will slip this physical shell , that is the least important part of her and go on to the next great adventure. Still those of us left behind will miss her greatly. Many people, including myself find her to be an extraordinary woman and much of who I am comes from her. Elements of my sense of humour, my impatience with foolishness and my passion comes from her for sure.
Still as I said, it has been evident for some time that she has been ready to go on, emotionally, mentally and physically.
I have to say all in all I disagree with Dylan Thomas. Going gently into that good night can sometimes be the best thing possible. Asking someone to rage against it out of a desire to hold someone here when their bodies and minds are suffering seems cruel. Sorry about the heaviness of my words but I won’t apologize for the heaviness of my being. I will miss being able to call my mother up whenever I have something on my mind or just to say hi. I will miss our political discussions and I will miss her greatly. Of course she lives on in my heart and in my memories and I don’t believe that there is EVER a dying of the light but that the light continues its journey through eternity ever becoming. Namaste. –G A Rosenberg

 

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Pulled into Love’s Orbit by G A Rosenberg

More Random Notes

I surrender myself to myself
perennial life student learning from many

I surrender myself to love.

Committing to my inner truth and expressing it… A surprising challenge…one that i believe i’m open to..
it is happening..


The universe tends to send me recurring messages. Over a period of two to three days everywhere I turn I will hear a message repeated. Messages such as the importance of personal integrity or the need to express my truth. When I say the universe, I believe I mean my higher self or soul, if you will. Most recently the message that I kept getting was to know what I want. “Ask and ye shall receive.” Have clear intentions and they will happen. I have always found this to be true. What I kept reading, hearing in random videos on YouTube or in conversations with friends or even in music was that I had to want something. The challenge is that basically I love the universe’s infinite capacity to surprise me. Things consistently turn out either better than I could ever wish, or stranger or both. So thinking about what I really wanted I found rather difficult.
So I put some thought into it and meditated a bit and started writing down what I felt I wanted:

I want the world to grow up…

I want us to mature as a people. to treat the planet better .. to form new systems of government that actually work for the people..to restructure society from the beginning

I want to love unconditionally and universally..
I want to channel and act from my higher self

I wish to serve a higher purpose. My soul’s purpose if you will.. To serve source..To serve man but in the non cookbook sense..
When these wants become needs then things will flow…I want to need these things with every fiber of my being…


I believe the difference between wants and needs is compromise.. When we want something, we want it NOW. We want it how we want i, where we want it and will not find anything else acceptable. When we need something however, we need it and will take it anyway we can get it. A starving man will eat just about anything he can find if it will sustain him..An addict will make any compromise to get what he needs..
Understanding in any given situation whether something may be a want or a need for us seems to me to be an important part of the maturation process


I need an enema of expression. seems like my truth is hiding behind my nonsense and i need to free it


memory of talent yearning, burning, churning
learning still yet not stilled
agitate cogitate meditate not medicate
translate the meaning don’t let lessons be tossed
lost, seeking to find
needing to rewind and grind
never mind all that
my years gone into arrears
so many of them flown
chances blown
new ones arrive
count on it
no obit waiting for me
no end to forsee
i keep going
spiralling out
new iterations
new complications
tempestuous temptations
hesitations?
sometimes
yet still
through use of will
I find the chill
Love?
always and all ways