Praying without ceasing is not ritualized, nor are there even words. It is a constant state of awareness of oneness with God.
quote by Peace Pilgrim
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Awareness, Now!
awareness...
walking in awareness,
breathing in awareness,
giving in awareness,
touching in awareness,
listening in awareness,
doing in awareness,
speaking in awareness,
living in awareness....
awareness,
......now!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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My Younger Self and My Older Self
My younger self, ego,
Tells me that I can be happy
By being separated from the oneness-soul.
My larger self, oneness universal
Tells me that there is no such thing
As ego-separativity.
It is all oneness-song,
Oneness-perfection,
Oneness-reality.
I and my older self together shall stay,
Together shall sing,
Together shall dance.
[Excerpt from 'Transcendence-Perfection']
poem by Sri Chinmoy Ghose
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Praying To A New God
(feldman / chandler / hues)
What got into you got into me too
What came over you is coming over me
Feel like Ive had enough of all the old stuff
I saw the writing on the wall on my t.v.
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Theyre saying the devils got a new job
Start praying to a new--
A lot of babel came down the cable
Everybody can be famous for a day
From shore to shore
A big department store
Is all thats left of the american way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying what are you afraid of
Start praying to a new--
Theres a big world
In the street outside
In their uniform of pride
And theyve all come
To see a star from the east
Is he man or beast?
Decide
Feel like Im crucified, still Im not satisfied
The second coming is coming anyway
I hear them pray for more on every dance floor
I hear the word go out across the milky way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Success and moneys what hes made of
Start praying to a new--
Start praying, praying on the freeway
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the airwaves
Start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying at the back door
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the dance floor
Start praying to a new god
song performed by by Wang Chung
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There Is No Division
A tunneled vision refuses to accept,
A togetherness based...
Upon a 'oneness' concept.
Although defend people do...
A praying in devotion,
To One Deity...
Claimed with a faith kept,
They pray to!
A mindset fixed...
To religious diversities,
Will exclaim in a moment...
Which one delivers,
And which one leaves them...
Spiritually displeased.
A tunneled vision refuses to accept,
A togetherness based...
Upon a 'oneness' concept.
Although defend people do...
A praying in devotion,
To One Deity...
Claimed with a faith kept,
They pray to...
What they value is true.
However...
That truth that is lived,
Returns back to that which has given.
And there is no division...
In a returning back to that which gives.
No matter who believes...
The air they breathe has been issued,
By separate and elected 'entities'.
And to proclaim we 'all' are leeches,
To that which feeds and affords us life.
Will entice the igniting of argument...
On one Earth, fed by one Sun and a Moon,
This interpretation is not right!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You're Praying
every time you stop to help
someone stuck on the side
of the road... you're praying.
every time you go over
and help your neighbor
mow his grass... you're praying.
every time you give a couple dollars
to the down and out person
bumming in the parking lot....
you're praying.
every time you take the time
to listen to someone whose
life is falling apart... you're praying.
every time you go and give blood
during your lunch hour...
you're praying.
every time you stand up
for the person everyone else
is running down... you're praying.
every time you take in a
stray dog or cat... you're praying.
every time you give more
than you have to give... you're praying.
every time you care
when no one thinks you should...
you're praying!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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There's a constant drip and trickle of life that goes into one's awareness really and consciousness of things.
quote by Mike Leigh
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A Path for Self realization! ! ! !
One can’t live in isolation…
In a state of meditation,
Natural culmination,
Oneness with creation.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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Shakti
It’s even simpler than that:
give yourself to the oneness
in one thing, one activity:
and if it's that, in purity,
they’ll come to aid you with
wonders yet unknown:
it’s said, they have no choice;
they too love oneness above all.
*
[shakti = the powers of the self]
poem by Michael Shepherd
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A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus understood is not modernism at its end but in the nascent state, and this state is constant.
quote by Francois de La Rochefoucauld
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When We Meet Sometime In Your Island
when we meet sometime
when the Great God so allows
in your island
in that house with
blue windows
i wish to tell you
that i do not wish to understand you
i will ask no questions
neither will i demand a reason
for this and that
all i want is simply to be with you
feel you
stroll along the shore with you
hold your hands
look at you without being
querulous
for in truth i only go
for that which is there
though it may not be marvelous
or humorous or even
hilarious
awareness and feeling
a curiosity that need not
kill the cat
that old sense of awe
the oneness of wonder
for i am myself and
i do not demand anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Self Actualize
We incarnate here to self actualize-
getting rid of our programs as we realize.
We have our lost ourselves from total abundance
we come back to unravel into complete oneness.
Oneness with source where no time exits
oneness with all creation in total bliss.
So the programs we don't even realize are controlling us
we can transmute them by getting back to full consciousness.
Go to www.holistichealingsoulpath.com and read what to do
you can get healed from all the programs that stop you
from self actaulizing the golden self you are
we are energy beings, we are shining stars.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Praying To The Aliens
Slowly the thought
There is no one to replace
Came into view
And he began to cry
Now only boys
That love only boys
The perfect picture
Of a boy/girl age
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
Grey overcoat
And he could be anyone
A random poll check
Do you ever think of women?
They broke him down
Into a torn old queen
Living somewhere
Between dead and dying
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
There are no more
Do you begin to see?
The corner of my eye
Could give me away
Isnt it strange
How times change?
I cant imagine
Living any other way
Im praying to the aliens
Im praying to the aliens
song performed by by Gary Numan
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The Obvious
Wake me from this altered state
My future's looking brighter all the time
I'm stumbling and delirious
Something's changed since those teenage days
I'm growing into my own
I'm the talk of the town
Looking strange and I'll say it out loud
There's nothing left to hide
When duplicating the obvious
And it's nothing we decide
Like you, like me
Twist my words so they reed me wrong
The truth was neevr good enough for you
Is that the best you can do?
Talk me down look in my face
Look at you now, feeling like the clown
Next time you should think it over
There's nothing left to hide
Nothing left to hide
When duplicating the obvious
When duplicating the obvious
And it's nothing we decide
Liek you, like me
With no reason, you twist my words
'Cause you're helpless lost in a state of madness
In a state of madness
In a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
In a state of madness
In a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
In a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
Lost in a state of madness
song performed by by Orgy
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Music can also be a sensual pleasure, like eating food or sex. But its highest vibration for me is that point of taking us to a real understanding of something in our nature which we can very rarely get at. It is a spiritual state of oneness.
quote by Terry Riley
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Praying For Rain
the farmer poet
walking barefoot
in the dust,
looking upwards
towards heaven,
praying for rain.
the blue collar poet
walks between the rows
of machines gone silent
in the deserted building,
looking upwards,
praying for work.
the nurse poet
stares at the line
of people wanting help,
no insurance, no money
looking upwards,
praying for hope.
the politician poet
surrounded by the din
of deals being made
without conscience
or integrity,
looking upwards,
praying for dignity.
the mother poet,
pushed into a corner,
no food, no money,
cant pay the rent or
buy clothes.
looking down
into her children's eyes,
praying for God!
the human poet,
looking inwards,
praying for all
that lives
praying for rain!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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A Voice Apart
I remember! What do I remember?
Read my words. Read. Work it out.
What am I? What am I incarnate?
A man. A man who cannot die.
Who can know what I am?
I cannot die. I live to witness errant life.
To reveal erroneous
world in words eternal.
To write repentance
into serpent heartless men.
Bound by God
to live out tribute
sentenced allotted years.
Bound by God
to fulfill prime
promise seeding past years.
Bound to write
an enlightening awareness
into dawning awakening
foretelling an exalted new age.
Foretelling an expanded
biologically cognitive
“... evolutionary leap forward,
with humanity
poised within a new age...
A rising again,
an expanded consciousness,
a future state.” (64-66) .
Quotation adapted from ‘Visions From A Dream State’, by Terence George Craddock, written in March 1982.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Little Priest
Met a little priest
He kneels in constant duty
Never goes amiss
With petitions, ceaselessly
Reverend Praying Mantis!
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Strange Kind Of Love
I once thought I had the love of God in my heart;
a feeling of oneness in which everyone is a part.
But as time went by and the days passed
that feeling of oneness did not really last.
I would search inside my heart to try and find
the love of God I thought had been left behind.
But as I looked eagerly there like a bloodhound
what I seemed to come across was less profound.
Then in the darkness of my mind I began to see a light;
It was coming and going, unsteady, to my inner sight.
The longer that I looked at it in wonder each day,
it seemed to speak to me without any words to say.
I would often marvel in awe how this could be
a spark of faith and hope from deep inside me.
So each day I would praise God in my heart with love
dedicating all action, words and thought to Him above.
The Love of God returned it seemed in some way
as a feeling of oneness swelled in my heart to play.
Life seemed sweet, almost as if too good to be true
and many things that were old appeared to be new.
I began also to know things which before went over my head
and to fathom the mysteries of what in books had been read.
It was in daily life experiences though that the truth shined through
as my mind was refined to witness what the Others taught and knew.
I would grasp and revel in subtle things which were lofty and divine
and then go about each day as if I was drunk on some kind of wine.
Everything all around seemed to be holy and possessed a hidden light,
encompassing all creatures and objects, that was revealed to my sight.
poem by George Krokos
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Peace Will Come
(e) i'm praying for the day, when the (a) whole wide world can say,
That this (e) cruel war it is (b7) o'er,
And the (e) boys who are gone, start their (a) long journey home,
Oh i'm (e) praying for the (b7) day when peace will (e) come.
When the black clouds roll away, and the skies are bright and gay,
And the guns are silent once more,
And the bombs no longer fly, from the planes up in the sky,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Oh there's mother and dad, don't you know they'll be so glad,
To see their son's coming home,
This old world will rock with joy, for that freedom loving boy,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
Sweethearts and wives so dear, who have waited for that year,
For their loved ones to return,
This old world will be so gay, on that great and happy day,
Oh i'm praying for the day when peace will come.
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Life and The Giver
the giver has given to us the life
the art of life
is the science
within the mind
to live
acting as rationally thought
with realness,
pureness,
humility,
tolerance,
dignity,
self-thought/awareness,
self concept
and being in life
(to which at some variance and instance, all shall and must cease to effect at once) : not to just exist, for we all live to die!
'one one cocoa fill basket' - one thing at a time.
'one hand wash the other' - each of us needs the other to live as peeple in oneness.
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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