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Words are also seeds, and when dropped into the invisible spiritual substance, they grow and bring forth after their kind.

quote by Charles Fillmore
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Spiritual City

Spiritual thought
Spiritual life
Spiritual city
Spiritual wife
Spiritual work
Spiritual war
Spiritual people
Spiritual law
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Spiritual call
Spiritual tie
Spiritual seeker
Spiritual high
Spiritual need
Spiritual thirst
Spiritual beauty
Spiritual birth
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Spiritual child
Spiritual man
Spiritual power
Spiritual land
Spiritual love
Spiritual rage
Spiritual vision
Spiritual age
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Hey ho skdoodle-addle-o
Spiritual city gonna watch you grow
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Gonna see you rise higher in time
Blood of the world, mother of mine
Open your eyes and let em shine !
Everybodys born to do a certain thing
And if youre dead jammy you find it.
And if youre good at it just keep doing it
Until youre fed up then do something else.
Youre here to make babies and look after the place.
You know ? (billy connolly)

song performed by by Waterboys
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Words are a powerful tool

Words can be cruel
and they can be kind
words can touch the heart
and invade the mind.
Words can be a weapon
as sharp as any knife
they can bring despair
and ruin someone's life.
But words can bring joy
and hope and cheer
words used wisely
can wipe away fear.
Words, words, words,
created in the mind
used to be nasty
or to be kind.
So watch your words
there a mighty tool
they can make you look smart
or an insensitive fool!

poem by Kevin Halls
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Invisible Boy was fun. Everybody else's character, they knew where they were at already as a superhero. But invisible boy's character, you kind of grow up with him within the movie.

quote by Kel Mitchell
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I am an invisible man. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids - and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me.

quote by Ralph Ellison
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Nature Succeeds Where Man Fails

What seeds, I threw
across the window, grew
as custard apple saplings, fast,
surprising all who came and looked aghast
and wondered how miraculous things could happen thus!

The seeds within the bird-droppings
Find domes and steeples, gopurams,
To grow so well that people often ask,
‘Can plants grow without soil and only rain,
Deriving nutrition from merely air? ’

Yet, farmers till the ground until
Forehead sweat falls and rain and sun
Can’t germinate the seeds sown well,
As tears fill eyes as crops don’t grow:
‘O God, they cry, why are we so unblessed? ’

At times, man may not reap what he may sow,
Until God-blessed, allowed by God;
He knows what, when, how much to give
Each person, as he well deserves:
God’s words decide our labour’s fruit.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-10-11

poem by John Celes
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Two Sorts Of Spiritual People

There are two sorts of spiritual people one false and one true
The former scarcely worth knowing to the latter respect is due
And many false spiritual people as we already know
And their numbers in thousands if not in millions do grow
Wisdom and spirituality they try to claim for their own
But the seeds of their self professed greatness in falseness are sown
Just power hungry people suffering of low self esteem
Not what they want you think they are that's how it does seem
Their need for respect and recognition they do take too far
And yet many of the naive in awe of how marvellous they are
The truly wise and spiritual recognition never do crave
And our respect for such people we only should save
The difference between them like the difference between a plastic and a real rose
But the honourable in minority one would have to suppose.

poem by Francis Duggan
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We Poets are Farmers Still

We poets are farmers still,
ploughing our mind in the invisible field,
whenever the mind makes the pen wield.
Sowing the seeds of emotion,
in the field of melancholy,
we reap the expression of joy
with our hearts happy and merry.
Gardeners we are to our core,
as we are happy to see our words bloom
amidst the reverberation of “Encores”.
Idioms, our fertilizers,
simile and metaphors, the growth enhancers.
The monsoon, the joy of spring,
when in the winds of expression,
our joy swings.
Words bearing a new look,
publicity reaping the best
out of our joyous moods.
Our alert mind, the scare crow,
driving the birds of plagiarism away,
helps the expression to bloom and grow.
Again we wait for the next showers,
hoping this time, the day will be ours.
We then sow the time awaited seeds of expression,
with the waves of time, the blooming showers.
Their timed sprout is now,
when you lovers of art,
read it aloud and feel it in your heart.

poem by Dr. Sandeep Kumar Kar
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The Secrets

the white space on the paper
or the computer is the universal mind
a garden, lake, a theme park
where seeds of words can grow and
bloom into flowers of every kind
a mickey mouse, a donald duck, a reindeer
a leatherback turtle, a humpback whale,
birds, bees and butterfly of every kind to partake
in their enfolding shapes, shades, scents
and secret juice from the heavens

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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You Just Haven't Discovered That Yet

'Mommie?
What is substance and quality?
We've been given an assigment,
To describe what it is in an essay.'

Substance is something one wishes to have,
When a missing of a quality has been overpriced.

'I see.
So...
In other words,
You're telling me...
You have no clue either.'

What did your father say about it?

'He said,
Substance is something sacrificed...
When the quality of it has been diminished,
To the getting of it only lasting for two minutes.'

Go tell your father,
He need not worry about the quality of the substance,
Any longer.

'Why is it,
When I ask you two a question...
The answers have nothing to do,
With my assignment.'

They do.
And they will.
You just haven't discovered that yet.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fat Baby

I know a man, maybe you know him, too.
You never can tell; he might even be you.
He knelt at the altar, and that was the end.
Hes saved, and thats all that matters to him.
His spiritual tummy, it cant take too much.
One day a week, he gets a spiritual lunch.
On sunday, he puts on his spiritual best,
And gives his language a spiritual rest.
Hes just a faaa...
Hes just a fat little baby!
Wa, wa, waaaaa....
He wants his bottle, and he dont mean maybe.
He sampled solid foods once or twice,
But he says doctrine leaves him cold as ice.
Ba, ba, ba, ba...ba, ba...ba, ba!
Hes been baptized, sanctified, redeemed by the blood,
But his daily devotions are stuck in the mud.
He knows the books of the Bible and john 3:16.
Hes got the biggest king james youve ever seen!
Ive always wondered if hell grow up someday.
Hes mommas boy, and he likes it that way.
If you happen to see him, tell him I said,
Hell never grow, if he never gets fed.
Hes just a fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fa-at, fat...
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fa-at, fat...
Fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, faaaaat...
...baby...

song performed by by Amy Grant
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Empty minds filled with pride

Empty minds filled with pride
Naked to a suit
Blown without a cause
See their body's falling
In a blood scared land of fear
Hear them call, hear them calling
Who's the master of my fate?

And why do I wait…
And why do I want…
And why do I wait...
And why do I want to die…

Oh bring me a white flag
To wash the blood from my face
And bring me a virgin
Of saving grace

And let love be the price
I said let love be the price
Oh let love be the price for peace…

But their body's keep-on-falling
Like seeds to the ground
But those seeds will never sow
Those seeds will never grow

Life it's what you make it
So don't go breaking
Your dreams of love
Your dreams of love (humming here!)

poem by Mark Heathcote
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Sweet Young Thing

By gerry goffin, carole king and michael nesmith
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain.
Im either feeling very good
Or else I am insane.
The seeds of doubt you planted
Have started to grow wild
But feel that I must yield before
The wisdom of a child
And its love you bring,
No that I cant deny,
With your wings,
I can learn to fly,
Sweet young thing.
People try to talk to me
Their words are ugly sounds
But I resist all their attempts
To try and bring me down..
Turned on to the sunset,
Like Ive never done before.
And I listen for your footsteps
And your know upon the door.
And its love you bring,
With dreams of bluer skies
All these things,
When I seem them in your eyes
Sweet young thing.

song performed by by Monkees
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A Seeds A Star/tree Medley

Were a people black as is your night
Born to spread ammas eternal light
Which since time began
Has been to bring truth to every man
Our ancestors have since long ago
Passed their wisdom down so we to know
For here lies the key
That will help unfold the mistery
A seeds a star
A seeds a stars a seed
A stars a seed
A stars a seeds a star
In myself I do contain
The elements of sun and rain
First a seed with roots that swell
I gradually burst through my shell
Pushing down into the ground
The root of me is homeward bound
A trunk, a leaf and there I am
A miracle of least by far
Tree - you are the longest living one we know
The largest of all plants and still you grow
Tree - within your branches theres such history
So much of what were searching for to know
Every fifty years we celebrate
Po tolo, our star, as it rotates
Though infinitely small
It is still the heaviest of them all
(background)
A seeds a star
A seeds a stars a seed
A stars a seed
A stars a seeds a star
A seeds a star
A seeds a stars a seed
A stars a seed
A stars a seeds a star
(background-simultaneous)
Ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
Kesse ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
Kesse ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
Kesse ye lolo de ye
Lolo ye kesse de ye
And some believe antennas are their leaves
That spans beyond our galaxy
Theyve been, they are and probably will be
Who are the mediocrity

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Spiritual Travel

The heart has a tongue so bright, so red with muscular strength
And able to converse with what is right and correct, with spiritual travel.

The conversations are bigger than stories of the most ancient,
In these simple words we reiterate the sorry tales to connect with spiritual travel.

Our tongues need untying when the character of a man performs worst,
Repent and be helped from the sin uttered altogether and checked with spiritual travel.

Our souls walk in gardens of delight after the times of goodness, of greatness,
So sorry is the man who longs for the only platform that is to detect with spiritual travel.

A new reward is given to those too high in secret knowledge, in the unseen facts,
Controlling them is then simplest, knowing them is direct, with spiritual travel.

My God is precious when you moan and deserve more from reasoning and testing some,
The men and women who are children shall grow out of moaning to disinfect, with spiritual travel.

To see the water on the journey of life is like seeing huge rivers flow into your mouth
And down the oesophagus, to collect in the stomach and then to expect with spiritual travel.

Do not now sound like a genius speaking of sounds and noises that mean words
When the sounds of the throat can mean the sweetness of prayer erect, with spiritual travel.

The praise delivered by everyone shall be increased obviously, as this means silence,
Silent beings shall triumph as they talk less with the evil spirits - say you must be incorrect! Just with spiritual travel.

The heart stopped talking when death appeared and life was snatched,
The angels of death enjoy their beating with their dialect, with spiritual travel.

poem by Naveed Akram
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You Must Dropp The Seed

i am the field, plowed fertile field
near the river
some dogs are buried within me
some snakes live here
i know their wishes and desire

somehow i wait for you as the rain
and you as the sower
of the seeds
pour some sweat of your brow
and let your arms swing
let the seeds
fall

that is all i want
that is all that i am waiting for
just dropp the seed
and i will let them grow

then you can leave

i will take care of the snakes
and i will always remember all the dogs sleeping here

now you must leave
the seeds shall grow spontaneously as i watch the seasons change
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Skin

Have no eyes, I must see, you walk out, a violent burst of some kind kind kind kind, mindstate a dirty little drunk and cluttered. shinning a problem of pictorial illusion, dump the trunk and te
E little freak out out out. an unparallelleled account of collapse appearing like yourself liberation appearing like myself mutilation. hold still now, nobody turns, said yeah! thier back on me. silence is deafening desperate waking up. motive spasm my back aches. termination detentation, da-la-sco.. no w this room dont seem so small sitting here in a cage of some kind kind kind kind miracle and some hallucination, dropped excitement from my last words shut the door and turn the t.v. on on now that Ive done all that I can.

song performed by by Rob Zombie
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Skin

Have no eyes, I must see, you walk out,
a violent burst of some kind kind kind kind,
mindstate a dirty little drunk and cluttered.
Shinning a problem of pictorial illusion,
dump the trunk and tear the little freak out out out.
An unparallelleled account of collapse appearing like yourself
liberation appearing like myself mutilation.
Hold still now, nobody turns, said yeah!
Thier back on me. Silence is deafening desperate waking up.
Motive spasm my back aches.
Termination detentation, da-la-sco..
now this room don't seem so small sitting here in a cage
of some kind kind kind kind miracle and some hallucination,
dropped excitement from my last words shut the door
and turn the T.V. on on now that I've done all that I can.

song performed by by White Zombie
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The Invisible Man

Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man,
Incredible how you can,
See right through me,
When you hear a sound,
That you just cant place
Feel somethin move
That you just cant trace,
When something sits
On the end of your bed
Dont turn around
When you hear me tread.
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you.
Now Im in your room
And Im in your bed
And Im in your life
And Im in your head
Like the cia
Or the fbi
Youll never get close
Never take me alive
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you,
Hah, hah, hah, hello,
Hah, hah, hah, hello,
Hah, hah, hah, hello-hello-hello-hello,
Never had a real good friend - not a boy or a girl
No-one knows what Ive been through - let my flag unfurl
So make my mark from the edge of the world,
From the edge of the world,
From the edge of the world,
Now Im on your track
And Im in your mind,
And Im on your back
But dont look behind
Im your meanest thought
Im your darkest fear
Put Ill never get caught
You cant shake me, shake me dear,
Im the invisible man,
Im the invisible man
Incredible how you can
See right through me
Im the invisible man
Im the invisible man
Its criminal how I can
See right through you
Look at me, look at me

song performed by by Queen
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Across The Miles

For Suzanne Gaddess

A voice with no sound
Stretches across invisible miles
A voice of words like an outstretched hand
Its fingers waiting to be touched
By another in a much sought bond of friendship
The words are read and treasured like precious jewels

The fingers have touched

Another voice of words
Extends itself across the miles
Like an invisible thread
The much sought link is forged
Friendship through words of unseen faces grows
Trust follows in the distance
As words of comfort, sorrow and joy
Move back and forwards along the invisible thread

28 December 2006

poem by David Harris
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Saved By Light

Dannion Brinkley
was 'Saved By The Light'
all spiritual writing
in the book he writes.
Yes, he says we
are powerful
Spiritual beings
coming to this plane,
to help inspire and change.
He was asked like many
who die and come back to tell,
'What Love have you given,
or did you make life on Earth hell? '
Now not quite those words,
but haven't you heard,
you can affect people
with small little things,
there is a chain reaction
from what your action brings.
So let your actions be of
Consciousness thought,
that helps people grow
and not stay in their lot.
Dannion words are true,
I met him and
he speaks firsthand to you.
Believe what you can,
read his book to see his view.

poem by Suzae Chevalier
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