““I want to work in revelations, not just spin silly tales for money. I want to fish as deep down as possible into my own subconscious in the belief that once that far down, everyone will understand because they are the same that far down.”
— Jack Kerouac
Within this self’s scars
dwells an elemental expression
leading you down
the signs are the usual
“Abandon all ….”
but what I really need to leave behind
is my bullshit
the fears that keep me above the surface
rather than pulling me down down
the only way out is in
individuate understanding
of an acausal pathway
empathic teargas floating on surface wings
pulling me up into a fear thought abandoned
tho my will keeps me heading down
down towards the centre
down towards apotheosis
away from being
into the void within
— G A Rosenberg
“I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?”
— Jack Kerouac
I light up the night
from within
as the spectrum of flame
burns within me
Different emotional resonances
blaze out from inside
allowing me to touch
the world
and be touched in return
May all that blocks me burn
leaving only pure being
my essential self
to remain.
— G A Rosenberg
“Perfectly selfless, the beauty of it, the butterfly doesn’t take it as a personal achievement, he just disappears through the trees. You too, kind and humble and not-even-here, it wasn’t in a greedy mood that you saw the light that belongs to everybody.”
~ Jack Kerouac
Surrendering to change
Being while becoming
expansion without thought
of what comes next
or what came before.
Living every moment
in the present.
Effortless magick
Being one’s true self
beyond any illusions.
Letting it happen
without making it happen
It all sounds so simple
not a matter of doing more
but less.
Less thinking
Less Dwelling in the Past
Less second-guessing.
— G A Rosenberg
“I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. Probably not even real.”
— Mark Z. Danielweski
“To find out what is truly individual in ourselves, profound reflection is needed; and suddenly we realize how uncommonly difficult the discovery of individuality is.”
— C.G. Jung
“While looking for the light, you may suddenly be devoured by the darkness and find the true light.”
— Jack Kerouac
Most of us claim to want sunny days where we feel challenged, joyful and fulfilled. Yet at the same time we spend a good deal of our lives feeling miserable and wanting something different. We long for past happier days if we remember them (and the mind oft colours the past in much brighter colours than we perceived while living them) or for the future. We fail to see that the good times sustain us through the rough ones and the rough ones give us the knowledge and understanding we need to perceive the joyful times. We get stuck in between the onion skin layers of reality never realizing that with each step we come closer and closer to our full realization. We won’t get there by walking in sunlight but by exploring our shadowed existence. The more we deal with shadow, the more we clean our lenses to let in the light and vice versa. We can be miserable about it or we can accept it and move through it, the choice is ours.
Blessings, G
“Hold still, man, regain your love of life and go down from this mountain and simply be – be – be the infinite fertilities of the one mind of infinity, make no comments, complaints, criticisms, appraisals, avowals, sayings, shooting stars of thought, just flow, flow, be you all, be you what it is, it is only what it always is – Hope is a word like a snow-drift – This is the Great Knowing, this is the Awakening, this is Voidness – So shut up, live, travel, adventure, bless and don’t be sorry – Prunes, prune, eat your prunes – And you have been forever, and you will be forever, and all the worrisome smashings of your foot on innocent cupboard doors it was only the Void pretending to be a man pretending not to know the Void.”
— Jack Kerouac
Rage, rage against creation
feel the sensation
consternation
that I’m not the person
I thought I would be
out of my tree
I spend so much time
worry about who I am
I forget to be
walking around
finger on the script
non-descript
senses stripped
of all sensation
emotional constipation
the flow has stopped
and I still go
forget what I know
pretend to be
but not to be
still I forget
all the regret
and let it go
find my flow
find my free
and learn to be…
Sometimes the only way to get through the bullshit is by not paying attention to it.
Blessings, G
“And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.”
— Jack Kerouac
It’s all in our minds
except when its not
Senses, perceptions we create
to make sense of it all.
Yet we all need
reception of another’s perception
reality checks and balances
that is if we intend to coexist
and maintain control.
The distorted mirror of another
helps us perceive how others see us
and understand the footprints
we leave behind
without it we are actors
in an empty auditorium
who take our bows
to the sound of no applause.
— G A Rosenberg
“It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.”
— Jack Kerouac
My gorge has risen
perhaps derision
from decisions
eluding me.
Either way I’m feeling
my senses reeling
my stomach churning
my fever’s burning
concluding see
Taking a bit of a night off blog wise. see you all tomorrow.
Blessings, G
“And I realize that no matter where I am, whether in a little room full of thought, or in this endless universe of stars and mountains, it’s all in my mind.”
— Jack Kerouac
My mind encompasses the world I’ve seen, the world I’ve yet to see and everything that I can imagine. There are gods and demons, heroes and villains and everything in between. We may all be crazy here and that helps but then the world can be a crazy place where sanity is more and more arbitrarily defined. Is it lonely inside my head? Not really I have all of you in here with me or my perceptions of you anyway. It’s easy to be lonely in a crowd but then there are always connections to be made. It is all a matter of choice. Travel with me for awhile and learn the universes you carry inside. The view won’t look exactly the same but then it never is. Remember tho, that you carry it with you always or perhaps it carries you so the more you understand what you contain, the more it can flourish.
“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.”
― Jack Kerouac
Another trip beckons
A journey of the heart
in which my heart gets left behind
Pain in leaving
but the travel as always is good.
Old friends, old habits
learned a lifetime ago.
The laughter of innocence
amid the heaviness of today.
Still there is awe in the voyage
and my heart will remain
upon my return.
— G A Rosenberg
“Memory and dream are intermixed in this mad universe.”
— Jack Kerouac
I remember
a time when we walked in the moonlight
and talked to the trees and drank in
each other’s eyes
I remember
a mystical connection that none could sever
I remember nights of nothing but love
and mornings when the loving would continue
No, wait that was all a dream.
I dreamed
of bitterness and suspicion
of fights that started for no reason at all
and frustration underlined each word
I dreamed
that each word led to further misunderstanding
and kids used as weapons
in an endless tug of war.
No wait, those are memories
Yet tonight I dreamed of your visit
and the wish to be together again
We talked the way I wished once we could
and our souls connected.
I remember waking next to you
and I reach out with a smile
— G A Rosenberg
Sigil Within the Stone by G A Rosenberg 
Through Flames, Gnosis by G A Rosenberg 
