Flights of Fancy - Acrostic Sonnet
For generations, since prehistory,
Life rising symbolised the soul’s redemption.
In flights of fancy all religions mention
Gesture rites to set bright spirit free.
‘Here’ and ‘now’ mean little. Ecstasy
Takes man’s kaa beyond mundane convention
Seeking enlightenment where apprehension
Or instinct’s fears, dissolves, and where ‘to be’
For once is not an empty phrase. ‘To see’
For once may stand for inner comprehension,
Adds up to enlightenment’s obtention –
Never can be gift hereditary.
Create within your mind that freedom where
Your soul discovers flightpath through the air...
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Humanity Always Rises From Slavery
freedom is a choice
some have no choice
some embrace freedom
embrace freedom aspired
to with life risk abandonment
life given on cusp freedom
threshold mind enlightenment
we embrace our true birthright
born separating mind into heart
mind soul demands free spirit
history records tyrant oppression
history records slave rebellion
history teaches freedom liberation
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Set Me Free
You operate and motivate on synthetic fuel
you're Mother Nature and an atom bomb
As long as you're kept full of pretty bodies
your little secret will be safe with me
around again insane again
it somes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
Your kept alive and polarized with one thing in mind,
metabolizin' everything that you see
but now and then or a little later
now I'm gonna take you down with me
Around again insane again
she comes again it sets me free
so set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
so set me free
set me free
'cuase I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So, take me down
take me down, down, down, down
take me down, take me down
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
So set me free
set me free
'cause I think you need my soul
set me free
set me free
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
Oh, I don't mind
My freedom
song performed by by Velvet Revolver
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Enlightenment
Chop that wood
Carry water
Whats the sound of one hand clapping
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Every second, every minute
It keeps changing to something different
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
It says its non attachment
Non attachment. non attachment
Im in the here and now, and Im meditating
And still Im suffering but thats my problem
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Wake up
Enlightenment says the world is nothing
Nothing but a dream, everythings an illusion
And nothing is real
Good or bad baby
You can change it anyway you want
You can rearrange it
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Chop that wood
And carry water
Whats the sound of one hand clapping
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
All around baby. you can see
Youre making your own reality. everyday because
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
One more time
Enlightenment. dont know what it is
Its up to you
Enlightenment. dont know what it is
Its up to you everyday
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Its always up to you
Enlightenment, dont know what it is
Its up to you, the way you think
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Arcadian Sanctuaries
We are a generation reborn; we scorn authority in every form it takes.
We abhor the souls of conservatives as they preach hypocrisy upon the silver screen.
Preaching through an illusion of democracy. We may as well have the monarchy re-instated to glory full, if not simply for someone on which we may solely place our blame.
These dull suited shirts smile whilst confused in bewilderment.
Free the way for procession
In celebration of asylum.
How am I to create if all that grates upon my mind
Are the desires I entertain, in and out of time.
Blind to temptation how is it we may seek redemption
Within the enlightenment of Arcadian sanctuaries.
How strange it is that I should refrain
From the words that remain as an
Echo in the caverns of my soul.
poem by David Lacey
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Soul Essence Hungry
soul
essence
hungry
insight
instinct
awarenes s
hardship
struggle
enlightenment
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Transcended Existence Quests
without soul-torn
suffering purity cannot
remain on contagious
earth escapements
without imperfection
within inspired distant
journeying destined hides
spirit healing remoteness
with soul enlightenment
desires passions extinct
human perfection attains
spiritual peace mind states
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Rejecting Paradise Eternity
when we consider
hardships sacrifices
of passion souls
seeking a road
to enlightenment
saving grace
allowing entrance
to heaven consider
God’s plan sacrifice
of a pure immortal
voluntary reparation
soul passion
of Christ
absorbing all sin
into his immaculate
soul
dying a perfect
soul
sin sacrifice
to absolve
all humanities
sins
then wonder
fills
conceived
conceited
knowledge
understanding
how easy
to accept
an undeserved
gift
of forgiveness
yet
how few are
prepared
to be reborn
again
accepting
Christ
remaking
truth
creation
philosophy
religion in
their own image
terms rejecting
paradise eternity
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Redemption Song
Old pirates, yes, they rob I;
Sold I to the merchant ships--
Minutes after they took I
From the bottomless pit.
But my hand was made strong
By the 'and of the Almighty.
We forward in this generation
Triumphantly.
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom? --
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs
Redemption songs.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look? Oooh!
Some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? -
'Cause all I ever have:
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs.
EMANCIPATE yourselves from mental slavery;
None but ourselves can free our mind.
WoAH! Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them-a can-a stop-a the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets,
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it:
We've got to fulfil de book.
Won't you help to sing
Dese songs of freedom? --
'Cause all I ever had:
Redemption songs --
All I ever had:
Redemption songs...
These songs of freedom,
Songs of freedom.
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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None For Them to Mention
Those who insist in the persistence
Of holding onto ideals no longer existing...
Will and must be left behind.
Their minds have been locked into delusions,
They can not see in these times unbelieving.
But they are to be believed!
And if they aren't?
A darkness upon them will bring them grief!
An enlightenment unfolding they do not seek.
And bleak will be their understanding...
Absent of comprehension!
There will be none for them to mention.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Elighten And Enlightenment
something disturbs
me about the verb
to enlighten and the
word
enlightenment:
as a kid,
-i mean when i was, ....
sometimes I am.... childish and
and unworried irresponsible....party no party gay...-
being enlightened
had to have
some connection with light...
the sun of the day's light,
the candle's light by night,
someone flashes light into your face with force,
or
someone deprive you from light so you can see it
better...
as a kid
light and enlightenment
were two identical twins....
it took me
years....
i mean decades....to figure out that
being enlightened
has nothing to do with light
(any form of photonic, electric-magnet, hi frequency vibration, and strings energy....)
a touch is is an enlightenment,
being disturbed is an enlightenment,
freeing you chest is one of the greatest personal discovery....
being nice is an enlightenment...
being a prince-
....high rank, no starts, multi-galaxies explorer, self earned respect-
being a f-Uker in a good way...i Woman's energy sucker....
poem by Atef Ayadi
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My Soul, Afire
The rising sun sets my soul afire
At the dawning of every new day-
I see life as a new beginning-
Cardinals, robins, blue jays and finches
Carry on with their tune as the
Orchestra of a gentle spring like breeze
Rustles the newly unfolded leaves upon every tree-
Alone to enjoy the mystery of the woodlands-
The sun’s rays shining through the
Branches of the maple trees-
Dogwood blossoms both crimson pink and white
Against a sky of cerulean blue
Evoke a chorus from my spirit-
A hymn of freedom and ecstasy, as
My spirit and soul have been reborn.
As the day progresses
I am overcome by fear and
At the noon of the day the sun rises above the mountains
The world comes out from hiding-
This is the time when strangers become invasive,
Clouds overtake the light and
The rain begins to fall.
Thunder would clap and rain would pour downward in a
Spitefully intrusive manner
Quenching the magical flames
That had my spirit and soul dancing to the
Early morning symphony that the world has
Maliciously taken aback-
When the night takes over
I see the full moon ascend over the horizon and the
Stars are bright-
The stars are bright and Mars is a brilliant red while
Venus winks at me with its eyes of green-
Stars and planets are gratifyingly beautiful in their own way, though
Light years away-
If I listen vigilantly-
I can hear ancient music imminent from
The stars and planets in the vastness of the universe as
The moon appears above the treetops-
It shines its light upon me and sets my spirit dancing and once again-
Sets my soul afire-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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With reference to other religions, the Church sees a great difference between them and herself. The other religions are expressions of the human soul seeking God, with some beautiful spiritual insights, but also not without errors. Christianity is rather God seeking humanity.
quote by Francis Arinze
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To Be Abandoned (Revised)
I am a machine, replaying in French an
expression of English synonyms so bare
of feeling my mind empties, spirit dissolves,
soul absconds; my chair contains an empty
shell of dark despair
I hope my spirit returns, soul again whole
after retrieving scattered fragments from
ends of the earth, I am so lonely without
feelings - utter loneliness remains the
only sensation, a curtailed sensory
event, an appearance without
emotional investment
abandoned at the outer layer of life,
no access to warmth of feeling and
meaning inside
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Always keep your mind as bright and clear as the vast sky, the great ocean, and the highest peak, empty of all thoughts. Always keep your body filled with light and heat. Fill yourself with the power of wisdom and enlightenment.
quote by Morihei Ueshiba
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The Hem Of The Holy Garment...
we who speak as if we knew,
still jump at shadows in the night.
stopping for prayer and crossing ourselves,
reciting scriptures with trembling hearts.
or sit crosslegged on our debit cards,
for a dose of enlightenment.
or walk behind teachers as if we were sheep,
praying to be delivered from the battle.
god is not god,
god is more than that.
cannot be bought by ritual or repitition.
enlightenment hath no debit card,
and sheep are led to slaughter.
the path must be walked,
the battle must be fought.
the soul's questions cannot be answered
by anyone else.
the truth is much broader than our concepts,
and we are more than our egos.
the cost of life is living,
no one else can pay the bill.
the meaning of life is then love,
and love demands all without reservation.
each moment is eternity.
redemption must be had together.
the truth that sets us free,
begins in the heart and moves through the hands.
we are not seperate...
all that lives is a part of the whole.
when the hand hurts the feet must suffer,
when the eyes are taken, the ears must lead.
god is not a noun, but a verb....
always there, in every face, in every leaf,
in every river, in every tree.
when we see with our hearts we know this,
and now our feet must follow our hearts!
we are the prayers of holiness,
the flesh and bones of compassion,
and miracle....
we touch the hem of the holy garment,
when we reach out to those in need!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Let Go Of Yesterday's Sunset
Whether you like the position you are in or not,
You are better off in being my partner.
Than you are remaining in opposition to it.
And what the times we are living in represent,
To continue stubbornly remaining insisting we are foes?
Let go of yesterday's sunset.
Embrace what's on the horizon as it shows.
Enlightenment is there as bright as the eye can see.
Open your mind and lower your nose.
How has that mentality you've kept to reflect death of progress,
Been to your benefit?
Where and when has your display of indifference,
Sustained you with an advantage to obtain gains?
Without the enforcement endorsed by your fading influence.
Let go of yesterday's sunset.
Embrace what's on the horizon as it shows.
Enlightenment is there as bright as the eye can see.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Redemption Song
Bob Marley) (Missoula, Montana, 2/8/95)
Pirates, I'm sayin' they rob I
Board the merchant ships
I'm not sayin' we're not a part of it
>From the bottomless pit
But my hands were made strong
By the force of the Almighty
They don't say that your generation, triumphantly
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption song
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our mind
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long can they steal our prophets
While we stand beside and look
They don't say I'm your generation
Oh, and I say...
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption song (2x)
Emancipate yourself from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our mind
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long can they steal our prophets
While we stand beside and look
Say some say it's just a part of it
You got to fulfill the book...
Won't you help to sing
These songs of freedom
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption song
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption song (2x)
This song of freedom
Oh
song performed by by Pearl Jam
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Superficial Seekers Of Enlightenment
many profess to seek
spiritual enlightenment
harmony of emotion
harmony in focus reason
many are avid readers
practise self meditation
exercise body soul train
pray selective seekers
focus in strict discipline
filter out preconceived bias
narrow band frequency
single discipline dependency
Master easily detects loose focus seeds?
Eastern philosophy self enlightenment?
Christianity devotee religions intolerant?
Islam previous prophet knowledge reject?
New cults guard ideas sensitive exclusive?
Christians fail to read apply Bible in depth?
Muslims pray by rote forget to apply mercy?
all believers must love others as themselves.
Compassion Mercy Justice are enlightenment.
Catholics kill Protestants Sunni kill Shiites.
Message love turned into hate by false believer.
God loves accepts all people all sinners all poor.
Blessed are peacemakers true children of God.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Free Associations
A bright idea spontaneously mixed
with waters from a wide vocabulary
oils wheels of thought which very soon are fixed,
flash p[l]ans to channel thoughts tu[r]ned poetry.
Verse with or without mental gymnastics
trips from tongue as playful kitten, strophe
footloose leaps, ignoring stones and sticks,
provoking ripples which preclude catastrophe.
Assonance, alliteration, acrostics,
tickle innate emotions oft compressed
within the minds recesses consciously
till free associations are expressed, -
osmosis in a blaze of ecstasy
firing synapses which gun jump to f[l]ree.
Thus, finally, communion we see
and feel, communication letting the
damm[n]ed barriers collapse, and, falling, be
come spring permitting priority
of tolerance at last to flourish free.
Prejudice is ever reassessed.
Enlightenment and understanding we
combine with all humanity holds best
to lend the world’s ephemerality
an instant yet infinite quality
without which much of mankind’s energy
would be dispersed, his rights stripped, dispossessed
without the vain futility protest
proposes to conscience clear, to test
the spiral of its own validity.
A fruitless search - as immortality
like life - a ghost of Christmas yet to be -
“is bound in shallows and in misery”.
One must, therefore, retain some sanity
avoiding misconceptions, vanity, -
sterile assertions, open heresy, -
press on towards enlightenment to free
the soul - avoiding blindness we feel we
cannot escape, or prefer not to do -
for fear of what we’ll find, - which once we knew.
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Long Song of Celebration (pt.I)
Beautiful celebration and tribute to the ageless muse
gift of flowering poesy is a gem delivered to us
from the collective source,
powers of the mind and human will, realization of human potential
Peace Love Humanity Best Wishes always forever
Lucid, loving and intelligent and Beautiful
My senses say, the poem takes on a life of its own and all a poet can do is keep up and listen
my instinct says, just live, just live,
follow what flows in the blood and live.
A tremendous celebration, intimate bond with life and land from which the inspiration sprouts
go outside, just breathe and inhale the earth!
retreating into the depths of the outdoors
great work of Beautiful wisdom speaks to the heart of all
wise ageless souls, young voices
Pure beings of enlightenment!
a bright future, What depth, an ageless gem!
I stress myself for hours trying to convey the same age old message!
Pure Simple Truth, This is all that any poem need say
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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