The Next Life
Some say that when your life comes to an end
a new life as a spirit you’ll forever spend.
The thought of this is really hard to believe,
so difficult to picture and perceive.
It doesn’t seem possible that one can live after death,
be without a beating heart and unable to take a breath.
No need for food and drink as a necessity to sustain,
no creative touch, no passion, no embrace, no pain.
Illness no longer exists, so no doctors are required,
no work to be done, so no pressure of being fired.
Personal hygiene has finished, no toilet or shower,
time has no meaning, so no need to chase the hour.
In spiritual form there will be no need for walking,
telepathy will be the only means of talking.
Materialistic items are unnecessary in any form
and no one can cause you physical harm.
With no roads, cars, houses, belongings, or money
a spiritual life doesn’t seem so pleasantly funny.
This way of life must be looked upon as a new birth
where one learns to live again for all that it’s worth.
What a shame that the Earthly senses are not required,
our touch, smell, and taste, will have all expired.
Emotional problems and stress won’t happen any more,
pride, jealousy, hate, and the rest are gone for sure.
This existence is in the form of a pure spiritual force,
a force that is complete in it’s entirety.
It surpasses that of the Earth bound physical form
making the impossible the norm for eternity.
poem by Orlando Belo
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So Others See
As The Spirit moves on men, they are led to be Born Again,
Experiencing a spiritual birth, while living life upon the earth.
Some say spiritual conversion, is by others just a diversion,
Taking them out of true reality, to a world that none can see.
It’s by faith we’ve been saved, from the world, so depraved,
Believing what we cannot see, and focused now on Eternity.
We get Truth on what’s to come, by the Spirit of God’s Son,
God’s Truth about a reality, that’s bigger than eyes, can see.
From a world, changing fast, we see an eternity that will last,
Knowing not what is ahead, we lean upon The Word instead,
With our focus now on God, not on the shifting, earthly sod,
It’s The Spirit we can’t see, who opens eyes, of you and me.
Eyes of only earthly sight, were opened by the Gospel light,
Once veiled to things of Christ, are opened in a spiritual life.
A new life of Eternal worth, far above all the things on earth,
For all we can touch and see, will never last through eternity.
It is The Spirit, who opens eyes, to make men eternally wise,
A wisdom that shall begin, that moment you are Born Again,
And begin living your life, through the Spirit of Jesus Christ,
Living a life so others see, the Hope that you have Eternally.
(Copyright ©01/2008)
Space Travel Made Easy
Just think;
Space travel without a space suit or spacecraft!
Not possible?
Think again!
There is no need for physical form when spirit is set free
Spirit is pure consciousness that is impervious to hot or cold
Spirit has no need to breathe, eat or drink
Spirit can travel anywhere instantly
Want to know how the sun works?
You can go to the sun’s surface by sheer intention
Yes, anywhere is not only possible but practicable
So how do you separate spirit from your body?
Firstly your ego must be bound and gagged
Then meditate to still the doubting mind
In time you remember how to leave your body
Next you will yourself free of physical form
On Earth;
Release of form is the only freedom possible
Freedom is the launching pad for your spirit
An unencumbered spirit knows all there is to know,
And absolute freedom makes everything possible
Now there is only one question left to ask
What star in the Cosmos do I want to visit?
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Life vibrates five elements
The Sky vibrates with the Sound
And the Air, with the Touch in addition.
The Fire beams with the Form as third
And the Water, with the Taste as fourth.
It's the Earth that has all the five,
With the Smell as its fifth Guna.
The five elements make a body,
Which houses the five sense organs.
Life force vibrates the body
And experiences five senses.
26.06.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Clueless
How clueless many can be, as they ignore the God of eternity,
Not only about things to come, but clueless about God’s Son,
They may even profess Christ, yet God doesn’t guide their life,
Not only is God not their lead, but, His Word, they do not read.
Many today walk without The Lord, as a spiritual life is ignored,
An aspect in the life of everyone, even if they dismiss the Son,
While clueless remains the walk, of even men, who talk the talk,
About God they say they know, Who, in their life doesn’t show.
About spiritual life you can say, many walk on the broader way,
Many walk about life cluelessly, even while living life religiously,
This, without a true knowledge of, Christ, Who reigns up above,
The One, which every eye will see, before they step into eternity.
Many truly walk about clueless, while life for them is hit or miss,
Not knowing what their future holds, as this present life unfolds,
With no thought beyond this life, and no interest in Jesus Christ,
Embracing a religious affiliation; not concerned about Salvation.
But, Jesus Christ clues those in, when God’s Spirit dwells within,
Souls acknowledging the Creator, who embrace Christ as Savior,
No longer roaming about aimlessly, now upon a road to Eternity,
Being led every day by Jesus Christ, on their way to Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©11/2011)
Chemical Love
People goin round
Tellin others they are square
Around and round in circles
Is a ride that goes somewhere
All you need to fly
Is a heart dying to try
A chemical love
Its a chemical love
Aint nothin to it
Gettin cash when you are broke
Doin lots of time
Is worth a little snort of coke
Infected needles
Can aid you in no time
Through chemical love
Youve got a chemical love
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
Youve got a chemical jones
Youve got a chemical love
Yeah, a chemical love
Youve got chemical love
Some people find themselves hooked on the
Weirdest things
That have nothing to do with living
Gods gift to us is our life whats ours to him
If its not our love, then nothings given, given
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
Youve got a chemical jones
For a chemical love
Yes its true
The best things in life are free
Not material
Chemical or physically
Try it for yourself
Youll get a guaranteed high
From spiritual love, natural miracle drug
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
Youve got a chemical jones
Youve got a chemical love
Youve got a chemical love
For a chemical drug
Some people crave for physical love
Some people crave material love
Yet fewer crave for spiritual love
You need a spiritual jones
For that spiritual love
Im talking to you
We all could do with spiritual jones
For some spiritual love
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Irresistable
Ya know, I dont know what it is
But everything about you is so irresistible.
Dont you try to tell me that hes not my type
To hide what I feel inside
When he makes me weak with desire
I know that Im supposed to make him wait
Let him think I like the chase
But I cant stop fanning the fire
I know Im meant to say no
Chorus:
But hes irresistible
Up close and personal
Now inescapable
I can hardly breathe
More than just physical
Deeper than spiritual
His ways are powerful
Irresistible to me
I can hardly breathe
Dont you think Im trying to tell my heart whats right
That I should really say goodnight
But I just cant stop myself
Maybe Ill tell him that I feel the same
That I dont want to play no game
Cause when I feel his arms wrapped around me
I know Im meant to say no (I meant to say no)
Chorus:
Hes irresistible (irresistable)
Up close and personal
Now inescapable
I can hardly breathe (I can hardly breath)
More than just physical
Deeper than spiritual (oh yeah)
His ways are powerful
Irresistible to me
Cant you see
Whenever hes close to me
I really find it hard to breathe
Hes so irresistible
Baby you know
Its more than just spiritual
His ways are powerful
Hes so irresistable
(youre so irresistable)
Chorus:
Hes irresistible (yeah)
Up close and personal(oh yeah)
Now inescapable
I can hardly breathe (I can hardly breath)
More than just physical
Deeper than spiritual (oh yeah)
His ways are powerful
Irresistible to me (irresistable to me)
Hes irresistible (yeah)
Up close and personal
Now inescapable
I can hardly breathe (irresistable to me)
More than just physical
Deeper than spiritual
His ways are powerful
Irresistible to me (irresistable to me)
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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Colouring My World
No need to change my mind - only need
to change my feelings, the light shining
from my eyes colouring my world; in
need of fun, to laugh loud and long
Used to joke about the seven dark nights
of the soul - now I'm living one terribly
long drawn-out night without laughter
in my eyes; where did it all go wrong
Can I win back the fantasies that used to
bolster me making my way through dead
monuments of dried-up documents, I am
bored unto death sitting here
Nothing creative in my day, no-one to share
my sense of the ridiculous, no-one to go out
and play; all oppressed by duty and routine-
please shine the light of fun
Upon me and everyone, this is a form of
spiritual death, physical death would be
so much better - to discover the realms
prophesied by spiritual masters
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Power operates only destructively, bent always on forcing every manifestation of life into the straitjacket of its laws. Its intellectual form of expression is dead dogma, its physical form brute force. And this unintelligence of its objectives sets its stamp on its supporters also and renders them stupid and brutal, even when they were originally endowed with the best of talents. One who is constantly striving to force everything into a mechanical order at last becomes a machine himself and loses all human feeling.
quote by Rudolph Rocker
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Perishing But Renewed
Though by illness my life is rent, I am mindful it's only a tent,
I speak of this body of mine, my temporal body for this time,
Though my outward body perish, my life in God I can cherish,
As inward I'm renewed by God, for life above this earthly sod.
My body may fail on the earth, but, my life is in my New Birth,
Now a member of God's Family, I received promises eternally,
Knowing on earth we all may die, real life starts above the sky,
In a place, prepared by Christ, where we begin our Eternal Life.
Our bodies are temporal friend, for this earthly life has its end,
An end indeed we all will see, and then there will be an eternity,
The end won't be the same for all, as we are under Adam's fall,
And some at their last breath, will see not eternal life but death.
However, in Christ I have hope, when in times it's hard to cope,
As this present cancer impedes, my present life with its needs,
My Lord God is always there, helping with each need and care,
Helping me trust in Him not me, as He prepares me for eternity.
For me there's only eternal gain, but my life He too can sustain,
Extending my life, as a mortal man, if that is within God's Plan,
So He would allow my present life, to continue on with my wife,
That we may both depart together, to live with our Lord forever.
(Copyright ©09/2012)
Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Intellectual Intelligence
Intellectually smart are many today, but are lost in the spiritual fray,
Intelligent but, spiritually ignorant, about Truth, which God has sent,
Truth that surpasses present time; Truth without end by His Design,
Eternal Truth, that leads men to see, soon all must face an eternity.
Earthly intellect, all may not have, but, God offers in Christ a salve,
To open one’s eyes to much more, Truth from Him sound and sure.
Truth from The Word, as we hear it, applied through The Holy Spirit,
To each and to every earthly life, who come to God in Jesus Christ.
Earthly knowledge we have presently, shall be of little use eternally,
As upon each soul will be God’s hand, changing all we understand,
For no earthly mind can conceive, what in Heaven, we shall receive,
When we know the Truths of God, to be lifted from this earthly sod.
No mind has the knowledge of, what was prepared by Christ above,
Nor can any mind comprehend, how time in eternity, we shall spend,
And it’s the mindset of the earth, that denies a need of spiritual birth,
Swaying even the brightest men, from God’s Truth, to be born again.
Even men who are truly bright, avoid the saving Truth of God’s Light,
Which transforms the heart of man, directing his mind to God’s Plan,
A change only wrought by Grace, when we give God a special place,
In our hearts, for His dear Son, Who can change the heart of anyone.
(Copyright ©12/2008)
Egg to Hen Poem
At first hard cover
Inside a
fluidity of identity
atomic alchemy
Boxing ring can be the hard holder of disciplinary existence
Break free, whether it is true or false to touch the sky of the true base of humanity no humiliated conceptualization process but the birth if the eye is the eye
if not blindness of life can happen it is an adventure of life, go for it
Shaping form and colours first, then conditioned concepts and innate concepts encounter life
sound and voice, the smallest units of human language
the hard holder asks the fluidity of the existing identity
what is the purpose of your life?
how would you end your life?
Form is now clear and idea is evolving out of complexity
Like a poem with possessing vehicle of predetermined destiny
The Spirit Makes Changes
The Spirit needs to prick one’s heart, to give thinking a fresh start,
Only then can change be wrought, in the direction of their thought.
It’s only natural for our focus to be, here on earth, not on Eternity,
Tending to all earthly needs, spiritual concerns man seldom heeds.
Addressing other things day to day, spiritual things get in the way,
So busy with their daily grind, to things of God, they pay no mind.
It never seems to touch their heart; the words from God we impart,
The words of Truth that we share, hopeful that one day they’ll care.
But, Satan too, does his part, by deceiving every unknowing heart,
Snatching away the seed we sow, hoping that they will never know,
The freeing Truth of God’s Word, from the sharing, that they heard,
Keeping their hearts occupied, to never know, just why Christ died.
Christ came with His life to give, so that all of men could truly live,
A new life upon earth abundantly, as God prepares us for Eternity.
It is The Spirit which Christ sends, that touches the hearts of men,
And by The Spirit God arranges, within or mind unknown changes.
The heart begins to open wide, to those Truths which were denied,
As The Spirit waters sown seed, allowing that one to see his need.
The eyes that were blind before, now open wide and see The Lord,
And that once, unbelieving heart, from God gets a brand new start.
Sonnet: Man Has Much Things to Do
Sea-water, wave and tide that come ashore,
Is only one whose shapes may be different!
Staying in harmony with ocean floor,
All are both afferent and efferent.
All kinds of fishes live in sea-water;
All kinds of men, women too live on earth;
Hunger’s the primal drive that does matter;
But, Man has other things to keep than breath.
Man is like God in form, highly evolved;
He has the pow’r to reason good from bad;
His life on earth must be Maker-devolved;
His earthly wants, make him most days sad.
Man ought to cater to his spiritual needs;
This makes him diff’rent from the beast that feeds.
6-9-2001
poem by John Celes
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How Gone Tomorrow!
How tomorrow is gone?
It is yet not done
It de dejected and pure pessimism
Even shame to humanism
If there is no light in life today
It can be fought for and made another day
Water can be taken out from hard stone
Even if all the hopes are gone
I hate to loose
Person has all the options to choose
Either you sit at home and do nothing
Then you can’t hope for something
Where from these sorrows and pain originate?
You don’t mention here how and made you to alienate
Life is worth taking all the chances
As it is given to human being only once
If your ship is not in order
You can't offer anything to others
Forget about love and affection
Your propriety may be suspicious with action
Life is meant to swim across
Whatever may be the setback or loss
Life is chance to lay a seize
If not then cry for whole life and miss
Nothing can be had then in any form
Even slight shock may cause a big storm
You may be pushed away with severe jolt
It may prove always as blue from bolt
Love and happiness only form part
When you have no fear to loose or part with
When it is in commanding position
You may form your own composition
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Duties, Regrets, And Big Upsets
Detrimental to life hardly... its not the end
but after so much regret and pain.. is this life worth it to mend
sit it out and wait
i feel like such things will not abate
this doom this end this death! mental, physical, or spiritual, death is death
Yet i am supposed to hope i breathe not life's last breath
nay i say to you
and i hope one day you may say it too
necessary to follow this job and complete said task
100% mandatory, why do you even need to ask
... maybe because some things are too much
and this thing is such
do you expect me to kill myself in one way
and life in others until i am dead in all
its rife now its rife pain, and ambivalence too plenty of that go away
cant you hear the tone the equivalence of death... maddening how i talk after i fall
maddening too... can you hear it inside your head
well i can... this is no chide... this is no call this isn't a game i feel dead
not yet not yet i hate my job this is no task this is living like a zombie
nay worse like one who is wounded unable to die or to heal! why? !
how...get me out now i regret it all get away no...strike me now! !
it must end these wounds cannot mend
yet wait do i see just a ray
is it possible that all goodness, all kindness, and all light haven't gone away
tis this a sign? tis this a ray of evil... nay tis a ray..... a ray
of hope
poem by David Knox
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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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The Power
A wave of power rushes past you on a windy day
waving your hair into disarray and tingling your skin
A formless power makes you comfortable in the biting cold
the same power fills you in agony, pain and suffering
when you go straight to possess the heart of that comfortable power
and it is the same power which falls out of the clouds in little drops
and each of these are a single form of power
for the power is in the air
and the power is in the fire and the power is in the water.
A beam of power ricochets into your eyes from something
and you are illuminated with the beauty of the complete world
you see the ugly, you see the amazing, you see the violent,
and you see every solid and pattern
you see darkness behind an object in the form of it
lying in the ground or right beside your arm
and even in the darkness, there are objects and things
which has a power that enables you a touch of it.
All for the reason that the power is in the objects,
and the power is in the light and even the darkness and shadows.
A form of the same power enables you,
to know the presence of your woman near you
the same form of power gives you, the knowledge
of the proximity of your best food.
For the power is in the scent and smell
and the power is even in your nose that smells.
A vibe of power rings in your ear
and you know that something is somewhere near
and your tongue that knows the quality of the food
is all the power that's doing you good
the sound is itself the power
and so is the ear and the tongue
the tongue that so eagerly tastes your favorite food
the food which contains the power in itself too.
All this time you and me are here
and all this time everything else is there,
is for the power is everywhere;
the power pumps inside your body all the time
and even when you are dead and bloodless,
the power is still there in your veins and muscles.
The power is the life, the soul
the touch, the light, the darkness, the sound
the sentiments flowing inside you is the power
the strike you make in anger is the power,
and the power is existence, energy, substance, and motion.
The power was in the place where God was born
the God is Himself the power
and like God Himself,
the power is omnipotent, and it is there where existence is there.
poem by Rajiv Prajapati
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A Little Slower
Drive a little slower,
Take a look around,
Remember the houses,
The yellow stripes of time.
Walk a little slower,
Breathe in the fresh air,
Remember the look in strangers' eyes.
The glimpse into another's life.
Eat a little slower,
Take a moment to taste each taste,
Remember the server's name,
The complex simplicity of food.
Talk a littler slower,
Think about each word being said,
Remember each reply,
The interactions that form the day.
Move a little slower,
Pay attention to each muscle,
Remember how it feels,
The connect to the world.
Breathe a little slower,
Think about each breath,
Remember the heart beating in your chest,
The key to everything else.
Love a little slower,
Show your love and don't just say it,
Remember to put love above money,
The fuel to our success.
Laugh a little slower,
Really feel the emotion,
Remember to laugh often,
The relief from stress.
Dance a little slower,
Hold onto each word and note of music,
Remember the rhythm and beat,
The movements of life.
Live a little slower,
Take time to make your life what you want,
Remember that you only have one chance,
The choice to sit back or to live to the fullest.
Exist a little slower and you will know what happiness is.
By: Bethany M.
May 2,2012
poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Patterned By Christ
I want to live my life every day, pointing others to a better way,
In how to live their daily life, through the power of Jesus Christ,
To live in that way prescribed, by Jesus Christ, before He died,
For all believers Christ did give, the pattern of how we’re to live.
Just how to live our life for God, while we’re on this earthly sod,
A life to glorify our Risen King, through every day in everything,
For this life isn’t intended me, but for pointing others to eternity,
Where we’ll live forever friend; in a life with God that has no end.
I live this life not on my own, but with power from God’s Throne,
This as I live my life for Him, the one who saved me from my sin,
A life at first you don’t chose, but once you start you can’t lose,
As living each day for the Lord, produces for one untold reward.
Living no longer for yourself, creates a sense of spiritual wealth,
Learning to live a day at a time, produces in one, peace of mind,
Following that pattern left for us, in The Father, I learned to trust,
While in my life God does for me, so much more than I can see.
The only one I choose to follow, in the world so dark and hollow,
As God fills all that emptiness, with The Savior’s Righteousness,
While the pattern Christ left for man, leads to God’s Eternal Plan,
In a coming life we’ve yet to see, that will begin for us in Eternity.
(Copyright ©07/2008)