Metaphysical Rambling- I left My Meter Running

The spirit soars
The soul compells
but in the end
the ego tells
tells what?
Can I tell my left-hand from my right
and does my direction matter?
Teachers stand in all directions
offering offerings
light to show my chains
making me see
torturing me
setting me free?
Gnosis pizza on the menu
Eat a slice and release
the indwelling spirit
I guess we’re all gnostic pizza at that
but will we be delivered on time?
The left-hand knows
what the right is doing
but vice-versa
and which way lies the diamods?
God is shooting craps in the corner
for universal stakes
the dice are loaded
but to leave
you have to play as you go
Grab hold of the wisdom snake
he’ll pull you through
At each level leave a bit more
of your soul behind
It’s getting hot so jacket off
transcend that which you know…..
and know that you transcend

Random Thoughts – Jun 06 2010

If mature wisdom resembles being too tired
then what does innocence resemble?
Waking up after a night’s deep sleep
the day opened wide before you
as if it were the first day
each thing seen with new eyes
as if never seen before…..

I aspire to wise foolishness
the two words are not mutually exclusive. It takes some truly wise
to play the fool
and it takes someone
who has swam in the sea of folly and foolishness to find wisdom…
At this point I am neither wise enough enough to be foolish
nor foolish enough to be wise…

In the end it was not that my voice needed to be found
I just had to be still long enough to hear it….

Somewhere an amateur writer
writes of a lone Rose in the Garden
who speaks of what its like
to be the one left on the vine
as all her companions
were picked……..

If the words that you want do not come
then delight in the ones thad do…
many times they know what needs to be said
all we can know is the wanting…

Plugging into the Prem current
Divine love electric and alive