Mind Ripples Reality...
Let the incense burn...
let the shower run...
...fill the room...flood the senses
with sandalwood and steam...
(((...Mind ripples reality...)))
Space>>>ONE enlightened body>>>
>>>Light speed flung>>>
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w|ar|pe|d pri|s|ms| o|f per|ce|pti|on...
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self
dec
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dis
tan
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...from mind manifest...
escaping Bed lain familiarity of Bodily communion – comfort –
(…out of body …? dream....?
….reality …? something in between...?)
life's journey through
earth school...
universal self discovery –
opening doors –
planetary threshold
– cosmic crossroads
spiritual spaghetti ~~~
~~~~~All Life~~~~~
umbilically intertwined
two dimensional projections
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every
mom
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e
ternal
mom
entum==== What imaginative dimensions –
mystery remains life's backdropp –
vision hindered by complex survival …
...what holographic anomalies to be seen?
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Does God There Us Await?
perceive the cosmos
is grounded pervaded
by mind intelligence
perceive Quantum Theory
denies the concept
reality the world
is composed of objects
whose existence
is independent
of human consciousness
quantum mechanics
facts established by
precise experiments
decrees key to reality
reality is state of mind
quantum mechanics
decrees basic components
of objects particles
electrons quarks
are not 'self-existent'
quantum physics
decrees 'ultimate reality'
exists but is not
embedded in space time
therefore in what
form reality will we exist?
beyond this life pod
illusion when we shed
body matter restraint
step outside space time
into limitless eternity
does God there us await?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Anything is Possible
The code could also be a hologram - no-one
can explain how it was created by some mind
beyond imagination, we have to invent some-
thing to read the Book of Life
It states Einstein's Unified Field Theory exists
in a 5th dimension beyond these 3 dimensions
of space and 4th of time - quantum physicists
already agree a 5th does exist
Only fact about code's origin: no human could
encode it; proof of an intelligence completely
different from our own, we are not alone, an
outside encoder is somewhere
Michael Drosnin's report on code research
enriches my life, nourishment for a starving
imagination, I feel privileged to study the
theories and thoughts of scientists
Exploring myriad dimensions of holographic
reality by shining their mind's laser-light on it,
we live in a holographic universe constituted
of waves varying in frequencies
Anything is possible, those without interest
need never know - being curious I am not
content to remain in the dark when thought
can illuminate all to reveal the reality
Beyond eternity…
The Bible Code, Michael Drosnin, Weidenfeld &
Nicolson,1997 -
pp.45&46
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Existing As Ideals
Dreams need no corporeality, a
dream fulfilled becomes one-
dimensional reality without
power to draw desire and
passion through us
I love dreams as ideas, romance
as mirage, an image in the mind:
therein lies its power, a vision to
be filed for later use when it fails
to entice
Materialisation shrinks infinite
dimensions of enchanting
vision, I cherish dreams
until threadbare,
I love
Ethereal ideals as Quixotic
schemes fighting windmills:
idea reigns supreme, reality
is but weak reflection of
grand ideals
Lamenting impossibility of love
means we miss the joy of
illusion and dreams
inspirational only
if unexplained
We live life in little routines
while existing as ideals
within a holographic
universe…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Illusion of Gravity
Gravity is an illusion, says the Scientific American
in its issue of November 2005.
Well, then how come that I cannot fly like a bird?
Oh no, smiles Professor Juan Maldacena.
Gravity, he explains, is one of the dimensions of space,
and it might be a holographic phenomenon
caused by the interactions of quantum particles
and fields in a lower-dimensional domain.
It sounds good, professor, but are we closer now to
the understanding of reality than we were last October?
As you know, Newton thought that gravitation
was the attractive force between masses of matter
but Einstein concluded that it resulted from
the warping of space and time by objects that follow
the geometrical curvature of the cosmos.
Now let us change a bit the topic and talk about
evidence. We still do not have the evidence that the sun
will rise tomorrow. Yes, the probability for it is high.
But science is an evidence-based enterprise and we just
don’t have the evidence for tomorrow’s sunrise, have we?
Mind you, chaos, chance or quantum entanglement show
that nature does not care much about laws of causality.
Hi, a bunch of atoms just defied gravity in my room
and jumped to the moon.
Well, class starts at 8: 00 in New York but now
it is already 8: 13, so I am late. Did time cause me being
late? Or maybe it was the traffic. Or perhaps I was late
because I misplaced my briefcase. No problem,
gravity is just an illusion, let us hop to San Francisco,
and I am early.
And now, if you don’t mind,
I have a question: Does your mind create
holographic phenomena? And can we comprehend
the concrete universe through the abstract metaphors
of matter, energy, space, time and gravity?
poem by Paul Hartal
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Suspended
Dont wake me
Im still dreaming
I dont see you
I cant feel you
Im alone for real in my mind
Ill feel this all night
When my life takes flight
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
I feel like Im falling
What happens when I hit?
Must mean then thats it
This black abyss, this pit
It all seems shades of gray
Im never ready for light of day
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
Why do you hurt me?
This reality
Why you smile at me?
Show your fallacies
Dreams hold me down
But let me go
When reality will wake me
I dont know
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
This isnt just in your mind
Were suspended from space and time
Am I dreaming?
If so, then why?
My bodies back on earth
Only spirits can fly
Soaring through dimensions of love
Kinds only my father speaks of
Scenery changes, spins and roll
So does the color of our soul
I know how this must make you feel
You hate me but believe me this is real
This was real
song performed by by Kelis
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Mind Is Garuda Of Lord Mahavishnu!
mind is that bubble,
Origin as a bubble,
Acquires body and brain,
Through which it grow,
Nay manifest, universal mind behind,
And mind is that which expands and expands,
Grow billions of light year greater in radius
than universe itself,
Well controlled and well poised mind is,
traveler in universe travel at infinite speed!
Mind is that which can take one to even or hell,
Mind is that which can convert devil to God,
Mind is that Garuda of Mahavishnu,
That take him, wherever he want to arrive to help people at distress!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Passion...
Amorous words fill me with emotion,
My body tingles at the unforseen.
The scent of your passion fills my nostrils,
A storm of intensity rages within me.
Mind and body escaping in an amorous dream,
Breaths shorten as my imagination runs riot.
Fingers tease and heartbeats rise,
All fight defeated as bodies entwine.
We become one in mind, body and emotion,
And everything in the world seems right...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Particle Wave Reality (Revised)
Solidity is perception of electric
biochemical signals, frequencies
received by physical senses, the
mind weaves these into realities
as beautiful illusions
Energy of consciousness creates
the Universe - projecting through
interference patterns of random
energy-waves
We and all that we perceive, are
manifesting the Consciousness
which created this Universe; we
are Consciousness that always
is, never gained or lost, only
changing form
We are Infinite Consciousness
held in receptacle particles that
began as endless possibilities
formed by patterns in wave-
interference-patterns
We apply conscious energy like a
shining light on holographic three-
dimensional images to fix particles
in time and space and thus create
our illusionary Universe
[Summary of article on the Internet:
http: //www.bibliotecapleyades.net/
ciencia/ciencia_ quantum09.htm]
[ORIGINAL]
Solid ity is the brain’s perception of
biochemical and electrical signal
frequencies received by our physical
senses – which the mind weaves
beautifully into illusions of reality
It is energy of consciousness which
creates The Universe, projecting
through interference patterns of
random energy-waves
We, and all we perceive, are the
manifestations of consciousness
which created this – our Universe;
we ARE in fact consciousness that
always is, is never gained or lost,
that only changes form
We’re part of Infinite Consciousness
while physical form is a receptacle,
particles which began as infinite
possibilities in wave-interference-patterns
When conscious energy is applied
like shining light on a three-dimensional
holographic image, the particles become
fixed in time and space to create the
illusion which we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Lead My Hand O' Dear Life
lead my hand
on this land
o' dear life,
until the end
o' dear thought
of comfort
seed my life
feed me not in strife
bleed me joy from nine to five
lead me a journey of phases
a journey of ages
to face this
germinate in me a corn
of survival
a history of possibilities
a record of living to afford
a source to live
for this life
is a choreographer of life
a propeller of existence
an economy of spiritual commodities
a tear dropp of opportunities
yet not so many does see its commonalities
an event of anomalies and regularities
lead me a way o' dear life
carry me a sledge on a journey of life
a terrain of survival and life
a gemstone for many
a pentagon of any
a model of penny
an artwork of joy
a string of life on a journey
a script of many
a stanza of any
**extract from 'journey of life' and 'on a journey', a february 2012 ebook**
(c) 08.02.2012
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Atma
Atma is the Self,
made of Prana, Mana and Vak:
Motion, Consciousness, and mater.
Intellect sheaths Atma;
Mind sheaths Intellect;
Senses sheath Mind;
Body sheaths Senses;
Aura sheaths Body.
Thus,
Rig, Yajur, Sama and Atherwa sum up.
Body includes brain.
Brain includes intellect,
And Consciousness.
So Body and Energy
Are the two parts
That join to make Life.
Thus,
Science approves of.
We deny not both statements,
one by subconscious mind
and the other by conscious mind.
That is why
Religion and Science coexist.
31.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cosmic Park Bench - Scattered Thoughts - Unified Mind
Ah permafrost vapors passing through the pores!
Infinite Snow flakes form
like distinguished new day dew drops!
Frozen moments of TimeSpace
dripping down the brow:
quick dissolving ditties caught upon the tongue!
Stranded in waves of shifting scene...
Sitting here on this leaky tin can park bench...
...Thinking who am I... a being so small...
to be experiencing such lofty illuminations?
Alone...
yet far from being alone...
Ping-ponging planetary pacifist thought patterns...
...visions of sweet
patchouli scented pleiad garden love...!
Childhood wonderment glow!
Curiosity crisscrossing...
sympathetic eyes
celestial winking
grandfather source spot lights...
I am now empty and receptive...
Oh Walt Whitman...!
...waiting for you to place
broad open palm upon my shoulder...
...Oh enlightened caretaker of civil unrest
guide my wounded gun-shy pen
in the tenderest motions of your love...
...Turning inward now...
focused acknowledgment
Common foundation of mind
...all sentient lifeforms...
every conceivable … non conceivable sphere
throughout the time warped plain of space...
Sitting in such a state of snowy silence...
...as to let my soul realize its detachment...
Waiting to part...
blast off …
state beyond self...
no cause reactive countdown...
just Blue Silver Sky …
Clear cloud parting Mind...
Letting go of faulty imaginings...
… mind projections pass...
...Shutting down habitual facilities...
...distinct survival placements of separation fade...
Seeing everything blend in proper order...
Admiring Maya's full body beauty...
inside laughing …
- how she takes her self so seriously...!
No second thoughts...
no grasping...
no lustful urges to fend off...
Oh such vivid bites of reality...
knifing away at perception's curtain …
Taking full stock...
Every fleeting sensation...
Full Body Aware...
Free from entanglement
of internal affairs:
cold warn calf muscle
constriction...
frost nipped nose tip...
finger nerves pinned...
shivering sensations
traveling bodily limbs...
Icy beads drift
tickling and clinging
to the coarse-fine fibers
of my bearded chin...
countless shifting
present moment particles...
quick fade in and out …
Tiny pinpoint slaps
drawing the attention
of my drowsy down turnt face...
Light being...
stomach near empty...
hungers detached...
Every breath visible unique:
universal dissipation release!
Ready to take soulful flight!
Full throttle Firmament thrill!
Transcendent escape velocity!
Oh disciplined powers of the will!
… Overwhelming myself
trying to number the dimensions
consciousness dwells in...
...Lights begin to bleed...
...boarders blend ….
nothing else left between SpaceSkin...
Oh lost particles of
frozen moment
earth bound sky:
Let us free ourselves from the
lapsing seasons' cycle:
the gradual manifestation...
...and eventual melting away …
Oh Ancestral Cradle...!
Ripple strings of Cosmic Sway...!
Essence of primordial ALL BEING!
Everlasting Body Beyond Bodily Limits!
Oh Elevate every Sky Grounded Dream!
Open every Earth Locked Mind!
Oh Omnipotent Kingdom of Awakened High Harmony!
Alert the herd of unheard masses to Common Celestial Bliss pulsing Between us...!
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Burn The School Down
She said
I lost my best friend last week at school
He got shot
Someone thought that he was part of something that
He was not
Now I'm watching all the cheerleaders show just how sad they are
When my friend used to come 'round
They used to laugh and egg his car
Now I'm gonna do my part as a concerned citizen
I think we should burn the school down
And start again
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
Education for the nation
Kids retaliate on each station
Expectation, violation
Pressure increased in each generation
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, she said
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, start again
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
She says
I want to feel more comfort in my own skin
But everyone around me makes me feel like
I'm worth less than them
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, she said
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, start again
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right?
Burn the school down
Burn the school down
Burn the school down, right
Burn it
'Till there's nothing left
Burn it
Just like all the rest
Burn it
Clear up all this mess
Burn it down
'Cause now what I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Will the eyes inside the back of your mind let it go?
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
Now all I want to know
song performed by by Zebrahead
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Heroic Sacrifices To Achieve Poems
people adore poets artists from imaginative distances
romanticism myths stereotypes not reality still life realism
reality intrudes no shower shave writing in cold hot rooms
body boiling ripening as fast as sought poetic images
all sacrifices necessity endured by minds hearts souls
laying down life itself in heroic sacrifices to achieve poems
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Presence Felt
My heart burns howls
vented tornado forth
from out tormenting abyss.
My soul alinger alone
in spontaneous combustion.
Can consume entirely
body mind in fused entirety.
Leaving wild wind blown spirit
lost lingering lisping over wild moors.
Locked plains... lost planes...
refracting wormholes space mind
in split time vortex dimensions
across centuries interspaced time...
before vibrations disperse ghost mine.
My heart beats, wildly erratically
deep pulsating, universal hunger.
Spirit passion enthral traverse
enter immediacy plane temporal
hungering flesh confining existence.
Across, dimensional frost vision
merging cyclic link bound time.
Essential orgasmic being
reflecting radiating reducing.
Wave light mind motions
environ entry entwine.
Descending diverse divisibility
makes multiple presence felt
enduring evoking eternal
charted choked course change.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Eternity But A Moment
Eternity be but a moment's unbroken rest;
but this is life on earth, now is time,
so where to, what next?
Ceaseless human motorings
through time manifest
manifold chainlink mirror
capturing mankind happenings
wandering in search
sure of something
knowing nothing
curious organics of the nascent eye
endowed with naked earth and open sky
body feet born to push beyond grief fatigue
mind fate granted no respite until hearts final beat
ego machine
excites city man
the hairy paranoid ape
sweatily runs amok
what more to life than
growth and fusion
mystique music
laughter love
charity and communion?
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Dual Personality for C.P.Sharma
Dual Personality
Sometimes I try to concentrate.
My mind decides to deviate
and gaily goes its sweet way
Against my will I have to say.
Although I love to fantasise
I often find to my surprise.
My mind is playing tricks on me.
Accepting as reality.
Strange things which cannot possibly
exist outside of fantasy.
Perhaps my mind is free to go
to places that I cannot know.
Bound by my frame of reference.
To where there is no difference.
Reality and fantasy
can coexist quite happily.
Am I my mind? Is my mind me?
It seems to me quite possibly.
My mind does not depend on me.
An independent entity
which is quite free to come and go.
I am convinced it must be so.
Although I know I’m always me.
My mind remains a mystery.
Am I my mind? Is my mind me?
I ponder on it frequently.
It seems to work efficiently
but how it does still baffles me.
12-Oct-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Infinite Consciousness
Perception of solidity
is the brain’s interpretation of
various frequencies
Received as biochemical and
electrical signals from the
physical senses
Which the mind weaves into
the beautiful illusions of
reality
Consciousness energy creates the
universe by projecting through
the interference patterns of
waves of energy
We and all we perceive are manifestations
of the consciousness which created
this - our universe
In fact, we ARE this consciousness that always is,
that is never gained or lost, that only changes form
We are part of Infinite Consciousness while
physical form is just a receptacle, particles
which began as infinite possibilities in the
wave-interference-pattern
When conscious energy is applied like light
shining on a three-dimensional holographic
image, the particles become fixed in time
and space to create the illusion which
we call The Universe
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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The Life Of Man
The life of man here in this world is an adventure and one of self discovery
the emphasis being in searching for something that is lost and its recovery.
Through the accumulation of knowledge man gains a little wisdom
but it's only with self knowledge does he ever attain true freedom.
Man's life isn't only that which is confined between birth and death
but includes that between death and rebirth and beyond in breadth.
A human being is not just a creature with only a body and a mind
but is also a soul which is of a spiritual nature or essence in kind.
The life of man undergoes many ups and downs in his worldly travail
and is only after much struggle here beyond it he then also has to sail.
The body and world are like prisons from which he longs to find a way out
and it's from within himself only does the right answer ever come about.
Man's life is caught between many opposites his reason can't fully comprehend
but then reason is limited to the mind and beyond it does not normally extend.
It's through a spiritual awakening his mind can get a glimpse of something more
and so begins another journey of man's life in which his soul lies the secret shore.
The life of man is like a paradox and man himself is also an engma
and through all his dealings in life usually gains unwanted stigma.
By thoughts and actions man can either achieve freedom or bondage
in that play of knowledge and ignorance then lies his fateful heritage.
Man's life becomes what he knowingly or unknowingly makes it out to be
but behind all his efforts and accomplishments he really strives to get free.
It's by questioning his individual existence in relation to a universal one he may find
that he is a very part and parcel of That Whole to which also belongs all of mankind.
The life of man has many meanings and it's to one or a few of them people cling
as the world goes round some people, with all their heart and mind, often sing.
These songs of life not only do tell of man's inner yearnings and aspirations
but also sing of his eventual freedom in past, present or future generations.
Man's life is accomplished when he realizes and identifies with his hidden soul
and life's purpose or meaning has brought him to that actual and common goal.
The life of man is an eternal one and can be known through and by The Truth
which is really a song of Infinite Love and can give man his freedom forsooth.
poem by George Krokos
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Against The Odds
(the way of life that must change)
In the court of kings I look around
My blood runs cold, I close my eyes
Out of my head a vision flows
Ill make the rules I need
For my survival, for my survival
I pull the strings, you take the glory
I load the gun, you shoot me down
Im on the edge about to fall
Destructive power will make you
Lose your mind, use your mind
Trapped inside my nightmare
You are there
As I turn I feel your evil stare
We give our life, invest in time
To only fools who take controll
I spend another cold day in hell
Against the odds I fight
For my survival, for my survival
Your useless life gets crushed
Into the ground
The time has come
To turn it all around
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Escaping Reality
Everyone has their own way
of escaping the tortures of life
Some write, some daydream, some listen to the music of today
These tools bring pleasure in repelling
pain, hurt, and depression of the cycleyou call everyday life
My way of escaping reality
is the process of closing my eyes and falling asleep
in my cold frigid environment of rest
wrapped closely in covers dreaming away
Closing my eyes brings pleasure to
my bittersweet life and sweetens my dreams
Dreaming of my candy clouds in the sky
Dreaming of candy filled farms
Dreaming of rainbows and gold at the foot
brings hopefulness into my life and
helps me survive the hell people call life
realeasing feelings I have bottled up inside
Letting go of the attitude I contained that night
Escaping reality lets go of the built up tension
which has contaminated my mind and thoughts
and complicates my judgement
releasing the killer that has stolen my happiness
Stabbing and salting the wound of childhood deprivation
Escaping reality gives me the gift of forgiveness
and reincarnates a new me day-to-day
in hopes of continuing the new day
as I have completed the last
release the killer that makes your life fade away
escaping reality gives me a bloodless win
over life itself from time to time
and will continue to do so forever
find your way of escaping before it makes
you a numb bloodsucking killer of those who walk alone the earth today