Soon Such Revelations Come!
Those 'good-ole-boys'
Have short circuited their network.
Not appearing to be shocked.
But they are.
And traumaticized...
To find they have been blocked out!
But by what?
Or who...
Would destroy their gluttony.
And rip them apart,
To expose their guts!
Trembling in their hearts.
With an unfamiliar humbling...
Felt inside.
And trying to deny.
Yet can not hide...
The fear shown in their eyes.
This surprises.
And stirs an emotional crisis,
Inside.
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
Out witted by their own dimwit ways.
And relying upon the ignorance displayed...
By a people entertained,
To feed continued greed.
A greed now all finding...
From them being released and freed.
This surprises.
And stirs an emotional crisis,
Inside.
An unfamiliar humbling comes!
A 'deity' of unmeasurable consciousness,
Has arrived to stop them in the midst.
And they can not believe it!
They can not perceive,
This Supreme 'consciousness' they can not see...
Has selected to bring them to their knees in defeat!
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
That we...
Have never done 'anything'
That has gone unknown!
This will be shown.
And frightened will they become.
Those making foolish attempts to run!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
We...
Have never done 'anything'
That has gone unknown!
This will be shown.
And frightened will they become.
Those making foolish attempts to run!
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
Those 'good-ole-boys'
Have short circuited their network.
Not appearing to be shocked.
But they are.
And traumaticized...
To find they've been blocked out!
But by what?
Or who...
Would do this to those,
Who have chosen to keep...
Their thieving protected!
Monitored are all our Earthly activities.
And those who truthfully believe with a faith...
In God Almighty,
Will come to see!
We...
Have never been alone!
Soon such revelations come!
Soon,
Everyone 'unconscious' will be stunned!
This surprises.
And stirs an emotional crisis,
Inside.
With some burning with a stinging...
To singe their lost souls.
Exposed!
With no where for them to hide!
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2008
As two thousand and eight
Approaches us.
More will find time to fuss and cuss.
But this coming year
Will make it quite clear...
Who actually to fear,
And who amongst us to trust!
There will be no doubt at all...
For those with hearts
Installed with love!
Those who feel this...
Will gain tremendous power,
From The Almighty above!
Or however this happens...
To allow all the crap,
To be released and unstrapped
From believers backs!
Especially those who felt exposed...
And entrapped!
In two thousand and eight...
Revelations begin to unfold and await!
All needs provided,
Will come to satiated those who kept faith!
In 2-0-0-8 a transference takes place!
A change so unsettling...
That will leave no reason,
For indecision or pointless debate!
Two thousand and eight,
Will expose truth for what it is!
And this fact alone...
Will leave many stunned!
Traumatized to tears!
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Stunned
Realities and their concepts,
Have been so distorted.
Even revealing their falsities...
Many can not just abort them.
Trauma and tragedies of epic proportions...
Descend upon mentalities,
Making attempts to absorb the enormity.
An immensity crowds their densities.
And the presence of God,
Does not enter into their consciousness.
Those unbelieving can not accept...
This Earth is not their creation.
And The Almighty is a rumor at best.
Although every conceivable 'natural' test...
Has been applied by Mother Nature,
To put their insignificance at rest!
And yet this evolution upon them takes hold.
A change so drastic has indeed begun.
Before their eyes this takes hold.
Leaving them with no place to hide.
And certainly from themselves...
They will try,
But can not run.
Stunned are those of hollowed faith!
Stunned is a quality of life that comes...
To become for them replaced.
Stunned are the ones,
Accustomed to use rascism as their taste!
And left undone is a reality...
To crumble until it humbles.
Until everyone respects with grace.
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Trust You
I dont know what Im supposed to have said
But I can imagine whats in your head
Its not that you dont trust all that I do
Its just that you would have if it were you
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
Im starting to question why I am here
Your constant suspicions dont make it clear
Just leave it, believe me Ill show the signs
Youll find her, the cheat that you have in mind
I have nothing to hide
And what could I deny
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
I have nothing to hide
And what could I deny
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
Trust me, tell me
Truthfully, you can
Trust me, tell me
Faithfuly, you can
Trust me, trust you
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Step By Step
As the greedy feed...
A draught soon nears.
Blinders have been issued to all,
To keep them unaware.
Yet numb by terrorists fears.
The creation of enemies...
Soon grinds their economies to a halt.
To introduce a controlling one world rule,
Refusing to accuse the bleeding of greed,
As the fault.
Step by step this grand plan comes.
But the success of it,
Will unravel quick.
And those behind it much undone!
A lifting of consciousness comes to everyone.
'You've said that! '
A lifting of consciousness comes to everyone.
'You've said that! '
A lifting of consciousness comes to everyone.
'WHY do you keep saying that? '
When it comes some will be stunned.
And what will be reveiled,
May cause many to run...
In shock and disoriented,
To see their way of life over and done!
'I 'think' that splitting of consciousness,
Is 'now' in existence!
Even those in positions to 'dictate'
Weren't prepared themselves for this one,
To come! '
Oh they weren't!
That's why they try to disguise it...
From those they perceive,
Are still buying that BS about terrorists...
And enemies!
God stirs this pot...
And those ingredients now are poured,
Upon all to dropp without a stop!
A lifting of consciousness comes to everyone.
When it comes some will be stunned.
And what will be reveiled,
May cause many to run...
In shock and disoriented,
To see their way of life over and done!
And that is what they are praying to prevent.
However...
This World is not ours.
This is God's invention meant!
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They Look Like Us
What is going on over there?
'We have everything under control.
And those we have deemed suspicious,
Are currently being closely monitored.
And so far...
Our suspicions are being heightened,
By their unusual activities.'
What ACTIVITIES?
'Well...
In the past couple of hours,
We have spotted a number of them gathering together,
To bump fists with a greeting of one another,
With hugs and warm embraces.'
Would they be wearing dreads?
'Yes.'
Would they be strutting as if they were certain,
Of their identities.
And appearing proud of themselves?
'Yes. Yes.
How did you know that? '
These are the people who advocated protecting everyone,
By signs of terrorist movements in the area.
Who have you spotted that might fit that description?
'Well...
No one really.
Only the regular folks.
You know...
The ones wearing suits and ties.
And several other people walking around,
Carrying loaded backpacks held firmly in place...
By belts and ropes that are snuggly strapped.
Some are wearing berets on their heads.
And dressed in camouflage.
While holding tightly onto what appears musical intruments,
In long leather cases.'
And...
You find nothing suspicious about 'that' at all?
'No. Not really.
They look like us.
And we chose not to offend them.'
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Sonnet: Faith
A man with faith can win the world with ease;
A war is won with faith in its soldiers;
A leader with faith brings about world’s peace;
A faithless man always has unknown fears.
Strong faith can heal an adamant disease;
Faith in oneself makes one self-confident;
Faith in religion and God gives mind’s peace;
Faith alters in our favor, an event.
Faith is needed to maintain good friendship;
You ought to have faith in a stranger too;
Faith in the captain brings to harbor ship;
Faith is needed even to win a coup!
Have faith in the man for earthly things done;
Have faith in God for Heavenly grace won.
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Faith' is a fine invention
faith is Nile's flood
setting ground for grace
faith - it flies in and out
a mother bird divides feed
the blessed a bushel
the others little by little
the almighty plays a game of chess -
- listens to spiritual music -
- and hums his heavenly nursery rhyme
that calms terrified earthly souls -
faith is Nile's flood that springs silent cheers from heart to heart
inspired by
'Faith' is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency.
Emily Dickinson
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Entertainment Escapes Made Accessible and Free
Accepting challenges around the clock nonstop...
Defantisizes life for some.
And crystallizes a maturity.
This is not often seen...
Where folks are committed to irresponsibility.
Where folks schedule their activities...
Between being uninvolved and making party scenes.
Entertainment escapes made accessible and free...
Are generally observed,
Where people are not concern.
And quickly display disrespect for themselves.
As they show a lack of discipline.
And an absence of identity.
Those like this often call for unity.
And pray to have their communities monitored...
As they beg for more police.
To keep them protected from themselves,
As they spread more of their mental disease.
And this is done by urbanites,
At a price that is paid by everyone!
Although no one acknowledges a consciousness claimed...
To be seriously considered or concrete of beliefs.
Not when so many have exited from accountability.
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The Reality Of These Revelations
If I find you in my backyard,
Consistently snooping.
Pillaging through that which I own.
And confiscating my resources by illegal means,
Why is it neccessary for you...
To campaign about you being better than me?
I would think by now those who had once believed,
In your accomplishments and bragged abilities...
Wonder why you spend your time,
Taunting me although I wonder not at all about that need.
And nothing you claim to be yours,
Has been obtained in your own backyard to be explored.
And it baffles those of unconscious minds,
As to the shocking findings undermined over time...
By the reality of these revelations.
And even more unbelievable,
Are those portraying themselves to be stunned...
When accused they display attitudes of being insecure.
'That was great.
Everyone played their roles magnificently.
Now we don't have much time to prepare for 'Act Two'.
These next few scenes will be less colonialistic,
With a more colloquialistic feel.
So right away you know we are going to lose part of the audience.'
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I Was Not Born to Be Unconcious
I did not recognize this gift given,
Until I realized the efforts of those...
Making clear what I had,
Would be theirs to take away.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
Not for games on me to be played.
Some would make attempts,
To show the ease of it.
As if what is done,
Takes no dedication.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
Before I leap there is reflective hesitation.
I did not recognize this gift given,
Until I realized the efforts of those...
Making clear what I had,
Would be theirs to take away.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
Like some have chosen to be today!
I have always been guided,
To walk on my path with an insight...
I believed ignited all who existed.
Until I discovered a few deceptively twisted.
And I was not born to be unconscious.
To consciously bump into walls to me is sick!
Some would make attempts,
To show the ease of it.
As if what is done,
Takes no dedication.
And I was not born to be unconcious.
Not to deliberately inflict my own pain.
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Man Is Foolish
The human mind works on three tiers
With upper, middle and lower levels
As the conscious mind, the subconscious
And the unconscious respectively.
While the conscious mind is voluntary,
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are autonomous and automatic.
The conscious mind is to one's awareness.
The subconscious colours the conscious mind
And the unconscious is independent.
Sexual overtone in the subconscious
Will impact the external behaviors.
The subconscious is the reservoir of
Lust, jealousy, fear, hatred and revenge.
Bitten by a dog, one is struck with fear,
Which lurks deep inside to fear any dog.
The subconscious and the unconscious
Are responsible for all the actions
Done impulsively or instinctively.
One is helpless to be not foolish.
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No Longer Is That Scent Addicting
I've been profiled and monitored.
Suspected for steps I took.
And accused of those,
I lay too fast asleep to make.
Whipped nuts with minds burning up,
Are quickly crushing themselves...
From beliefs they keep unchanged.
Slipping grips on fed delusions.
And rapidly going insane!
I've been profiled and monitored.
Suspected for steps I took.
And accused of those,
I lay too fast asleep to make.
And criticized for living my life.
With judgements made that I was crazed.
But my eyes beheld the decadence and blight...
Those who invited,
While ostracizing the ones they opposed...
Who had been right.
To leave them emotionally abandoned.
While a rejoicing in ignorance...
Excited in the darkest of nights.
Now they fight each other to spite in self hatred!
With accusations made and placed...
Upon me and others of colored face.
And those who sympathize with a guarded pace.
I hear the ones seeking,
And wishing for me to come to their aid.
I hear the voices ask forgiveness.
But how can that be done?
I am not the 'One' who comes to save!
When I,
Like the others...
Have accepted we've been shunned.
The 'gift' the evildoers gave.
I've been profiled and monitored.
Suspected for steps I took.
And accused of those,
I lay too fast asleep to make.
And now I find I am too loyal,
To break away from my own escape!
For a return to a burning...
Once inside me yearning.
But no longer is that scent addicting.
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Ballad: Pope Benedict XVI in US,2008
The Apostle of peace had come:
Pope Benedict by name;
To US, where he was welcome,
With missionary aim.
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
In doldrums lies, world of today;
Man’s faith in God is weak;
Most think that science has final say;
So, God, most men don’t seek.
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
The family in danger lies;
Now love does not prevail;
As virtues are replaced by vice;
And freedom blows like gale.
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
The quest for God is dying fast;
Rely men in own toil;
‘The mole is mound’- all sins of past!
Man’s soul is on the spoil.
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
With fervent prayers, send your pleas,
To God who is above;
The caring God will surely ease
Your problems, with great love.
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
Encounter living God in life;
Blessings will follow then;
God cares for you in any strife;
Keep eyes upon Heaven.
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
Though holy is matrimony,
And sacrosanct is sex,
Man sins for sake of more money,
In ways that all can vex!
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
Like love of God that radiates,
Let man’s heart do like-wise;
Let’s take the narrow road to Gates
Of Heaven; Be soul-wise!
‘Let faith in earthly life, God find;
Christ is the only hope,
For modern world, and all mankind, ’
Said Benedict, the Pope.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-23-2008
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In world to claim
No one does anything without favor
Some expectation is always there
Little greed for some kind of sure return
That is realized handsomely in turn
"You are foolish and should not have done"
"He was helpless and couldn't have gone to any one"
Family members were sometimes not happy with charitable act
As inside story was not made known to them in fact
Why not we part with little of our fortune?
If that is really blessed by almighty to large tune
Some portion may well be diverted for poor and needy
I have always felt that it was real intention of almighty
Even if you gain millions of worth and hide in cupboard
That may increase worry and the mental load
You may get tension about it being stolen
Or fear about its misuse by unknown relatives even
It is not always appreciated by people who are unfortunate
As they are not blessed by fortune and get jealous to relate
They may try to block or dishearten you for helping others
As it might take you to new heights and real cause for them to bother
Charity is considered as good act and quality
It is neither inherited not developed as capability
It is natural act and felt by inner conscience
Soul and heart act together in resonance
You need not become big donor in question
With billions of rupees to earn good name to mention
Even little gesture of kind words can earn you good name
Otherwise what else is there in world to claim?
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Nocturne
Rush Nocturne lyrics
Did I have a dream?
Or did the dream have me?
Set off on a night-sea journey
Without memory or desire
Drifting through lost latitudes
With no compass and no chart
Flying through hallucination
Distant voices, signal fires
Lighting up my unconscious
And the secret places of the heart
Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a voice in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious revelations
The morning says, the answer is yes
Floating through a darkened mirror
Deep reflections in disguise
Soaring through lost altitudes
Without wonder, without fear
Symbols on a field of visions
Behind the curtain of sleeping eyes
On the instant of waking
Another world of dreams appears
Dream - temporary madness
Dream - a walk in the wilderness
Dream - unconscious recreation
The morning says the answer is yes
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Heavens Here On Earth
You can look to the stars in search of the answers
Look for God and life on distant planets
Have your faith in the ever after
While each of us holds inside the map to the labyrinth
And heavens here on earth
We are the spirit the collective conscience
We create the pain and the suffering and the beauty in this world
Heavens here on earth
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Ive seen and met angels wearing the disguise
Of ordinary people leading ordinary lives
Filled with love, compassion, forgiveness and sacrifice
Heavens in our hearts
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Look around
Believe in what you see
The kingdom is at hand
The promised land is at your feet
We can and will become what we aspire to be
If heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief that truth is divinity
And heavens here on earth
Ive seen spirits
Ive met angels
Ive touched creations beautiful and wondrous
Ive been places where I question all I think I know
But I believe, I believe, I believe this could be heaven
We are born inside the gates with the power to create life
And to take it away
The world is our temple
The world is our church
Heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief
In peace and love and understanding
This could be heaven here on earth
Heavens in our heart
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Monitored or Not It Just Becomes Hypnotic
People think that happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit!
Just sit!
People think that happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit!
Just sit!
Like the hands of a clock that tocks with a tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
And the running and humming becomes toxic.
Toxic.
Toxic.
And nothing exotic will make this erotic.
Monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
And people who want what they want wont stop!
Like the hands of a clock that ticks with a tock!
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Or the chopping heard of meat on a butcher's block!
Sssshop chop.
Sssshop chop.
Sssshop chop.
Sssshop chop!
People like their beef stewed nice and hot!
And nothing exotic will make this erotic.
Monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
And people who want what they want wont stop!
Like the hands of a clock that ticks with a tock!
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
People think that happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit!
Just sit!
People think that happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit!
Just sit!
Like the hands of a clock that tocks with a tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
And the running and humming becomes toxic.
Toxic.
Toxic.
And the running and humming becomes toxic.
Toxic.
Toxic.
And monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
Like people wishing happiness will come and just sit.
Just sit.
Just sit.
And all they have to do is just wait for it!
Like the hands of a clock that tocks with a tick.
Tock tick.
Tock tick.
And monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
Monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
Monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
Hypnotic.
Hypnotic.
And monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
Hypnotic.
Hypnotic.
And monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
And monitored or not it just becomes hypnotic.
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Sonnet: God Will Provide!
Your husband is the nicest man I know;
You are lucky to be his half-better!
He’s stuck to his good principles well; oh!
Never mind if he couldn’t be wealth-getter.
So thank the Lord and praise Heaven for this;
God will provide all things by miracles;
He has in store for you more earthly bliss;
He’ll guide you both through life’s few debacles!
Just pray that God should give you both, good health;
Just thank the Almighty for all He’s done;
Just stay more patient: God will give more wealth;
To live a Christian life is not some fun!
God gives us strife and with it solutions;
He uses us for His revelations.
3-6-2004 copyright by dr john celes
Dedicated to my beloved sister-in-law
Mrs. Josephine Joebert
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For Those Who Are Disbelieving This
Even though the message has been absolutely clear...
There has been many attempts to re-write it.
Change its contents...
And defame the messengers,
With slander and atrocious accusations!
And each time that same message has been sent...
Those disliking the severity of it,
Have been exposed for what and who they are!
Exploiting the truth to delay its delivery,
Has not stopped the reality of it at all.
In fact,
That message did not need anyone to deliver it,
For it to become less effective!
The 'Supreme' Almighty has known the culprits...
Long before preparing His Wishes!
Now that He realizes visuals are more respected,
In ways these 'visuals' have not ever been seen before?
He, The Almighty, presents to us visuals,
On a grand scale!
And as clear as crystal glass...
We are all going to witness His Power!
Since many folks are illiterate anyway!
And for centuries many have depended on that ignorance,
To feed fear...
Separatism.
Divisiveness.
Confli ct.
War. Pain. Agony...
And a host of associated miseries!
To keep their greed,
Through the use of racist opportunities.
That nonsense is coming to an end!
And for those who are disbelieving this...
Will be seen fleeing from themselves.
And this will be a sight that enlightens.
Stripping all from the thought of deception!
And all who have been accustomed,
To living 'this' reality completely in deceit...
Will find themselves defeated,
Without one single defense!
Or an exit of shelter...
To rest and prepare for fresh masquerades!
Those days will no longer be available,
To charade that kind of existence ever again!
This truth arriving upon us...
Will not be camouflaged.
And concepts of God are going to be changed,
For the good and for those of higher consciousness!
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Nomads Free of Self Consciousness
There is a place where excuses are made.
And finding fault with others is condoned.
Children are disrespectful...
Hygiene is neglected, disregarded and rejected
And comprehension of it,
Goes unknown!
People defend their ignorance,
And lack of common sense...
With much protest!
Yet wishes to live like this in bliss
Is sick
Accepted
And shown!
Urban indigestion...
Constipates suggestions.
Blocked they are from knowledge
That acknowledges a cultural lost!
Nomads free of self consciousness,
Resisting attempts to fix...
At any cost!
A collective sanity is missing!
And those who know what it takes,
Are seen with their fingers crossed!
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