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Searching Inner Space

Searching now for inner space
Sure one day to find the place
What means of travel does one face
This journey from the human race

Listen sounds to tell the way
Or wait the stars to show way
Doth the soul to body say
Suppress all fears felt today

If it's thought that moves the man
Act as if your thoughts still can
God designed this travel well
So we can move through heav'n or hell

Take a trip a different kind
Open channels in your mind
Inner space you soon will find
Is god and you intertwined

The choice is yours all's been planned
You can move through thought command
Meditate and learn first hand
Your mind controls this world so grand

poem by Daniel Lloyd Kennedy
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Travel to the place...

Travel to the place
Where mind set to peace,
No one can see,
Feel us free.

Travel to the place
Where we can breathe,
Fill our desire,
We wish; we aspire.

Travel to the place
Where we have silence,
Flower of fragrance,
And nature to admire.

Travel to the place
Where we can write,
Lines of rhyme,
At any time.

Travel to the place
Where we have enough space,
Work without race,
No tension on face.

Travel to the place
Where we can dance,
Sing at glance,
Bit of time to romance.

Travel to the place
Where we spread love,
Freedom to serve
And land to move.

Travel to the place
Where we can live,
Of joy and sprinkle its grace,
And do anything, anywhere.

poem by Divyesh J. Shah
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It's A Hard Road

I jumped on the train
I left this old town
I escaped the rain
I'm no longer down
The wheels start to turn
My worries are gone
I have lots to learn
About the trail that I'm on
As I look around
I see my new friend
I know I am bound
To travel till the end

I'll travel south and I'll travel north
I'll travel east and I'll travel west
I just want to find the road that is best

The train it did slow
I'm in a new place
The moonlight does glow
On my tired face
It's time for me
To try and find a bed
It's time for me
To rest my weary head
Morning is here
There's sorting to do
I'll sound sincere
With my goodbye to you

I'll travel south and I'll travel north
I'll travel east and I'll travel west
I just want to find the road that is best

It's time to move away
I'm not satisfied
I've spent many a day
Finding a place to reside
There's a town on my mind
It's just down the track
No need to find
A way to get back
The train I will get
Sitting at the station
The future is set
I feel anticipation

I'll travel south and I'll travel north
I'll travel east and I'll travel west
I just want to find the road that is best

poem by Liam Hughes
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O B E

Find a space, a quiet place,
Lay lifes troubles down

Body asleep, mind awake,
A journey ones about to
take.

Floating down, walking
away,
Leaving our solid body
lay.

Taking on the inner lite,
Necessary, for the flight.

Tis the same, as when
we sleep,
We project breathing
deep.

Our energy connection,
holds secure,
So the trip, we can endure.

The silver cord remains in
place,
So we can travel, time
and space.

Going where we want to
be,
Energized, relaxed, and
free.

Concentration is the key,
There are many things to
see.

poem by Heather Burns
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The Journey without shortcuts

The Journey traveled without shortcuts,
is a journey worth taking.
For there are no shortcuts,
to any place worth going.

The destination does not matter,
but the Journey to it does.
For at the destination,
you will not learn anything.

You will not accomplish much either.
On the Journey to it, however,
you learn many things,
and accomplish much.

On the Journey,
you learn. You learn that,
'We are not human beings on a spiritual journey,
but spiritual beings on a human journey.' (-my good friend Joe)

So travel hard,
and travel well.
Choose your companions wisely,
and leave everything behind.

Never look back,
always move forward.
For 'Yesterday is history,
and history is miles away.' (-Matthew West)

But never forget anything either,
learn all that you can,
and treasure the good times.
Then this Journey will be like no other.

This is the Journey,
of life.
Our life here on Earth,
so don't take shortcuts.

This Journey won't be easy,
but you have a guide.
The guide will never leave your side,
and he will carry you through the rough terrain.

He loves you more than you will ever know,
and he gave you this Journey,
so travel it while holding his hand.
You are not alone.

So again,
never look back,
but don't forget either,
and don't stop.

Don't take any shortcuts,
run the whole race.
You are not alone
on this Journey,
the Journey of life.

(13 Jan.2009)

poem by Melissa Wagner
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If Choice is Choice

Intense the sense of pattern which the mind
Never ceases weaving as the Way
Advances over Time and rhyme to find
Meaning's meanings simple, sure, yet fey.
Ideas presented well, thoughts underlined, -
No superficiality where they
Allow free range - as spirit well designed
Marks space to place wor[l]d catalysts which may -
If choice is choice not circumstance designed -
New windows open through which interplay
Another, and another insight wind
Make constant progress through syllabic play.
INfinite our opportunities
MAy tendrils touch, find much soul further frees...

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Sino Sunrise

here i trespass eight minutes from the sun stranger to paradise traveler lost over field over wall and into mind open windows i will find i learn to move i move to learn i move to learn i travel much too far to circle back to where i start somewhere suns rise somewhere suns set in a picture i capture me alive surrogate memory to have when i die i am the echo of footsteps in the garden

song performed by by Quitter
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Lost

(1/21/12)

I was lost in a world of my own
Traveling through the valleys of my mind
Where there was only space and no time.
A place where minds go to be free
And musicians playing in harmony.

Where voices of the best singers
Would gather around and put
Together the greatest sounds.

A place where you can be yourself
And not have to listen to anyone else.
A place where you can be lost in
the thoughts of your mind
And be there till the ends of your time
A place of imaginations and dreams
And of places seen and unseen.
Everyone no matter who they may be
Has been in this place of mystery.

We start off when we’re very young
A place that we go to have some fun.
Then as we get into our teenage years
We start to travel more and lose our fears.
We start to visualize what we would
Like to be, set our goals, and set
Our hearts and minds free.

Our hearts and spirit so clear and bright
Which turns our darkness into light.
All we see is the clear path ahead
Where so many before have tread.

So allow yourself to get lost in
The caverns of your mind
You’ll be amazed at what you’ll find.

poem by Louis Rams
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Growing Up

Folded in your fleshy purse
I am floating once again
While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
All the walls close in on me
Pressures building wave on wave
til the water breaks and outside I go, oh
One dot, thats on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot
Two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
Three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe,
Three dot
Four dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, its all there,
Four dot
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
All the slow clouds pass us by
Make the empire state look high
As you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
It spills, it tingles and it stings
All the pleasure that it brings
til the door has let the outside inside here
Well on the floor theres a long wooden table
On the table theres an open book
On the page theres a detailed drawing
And on the drawing is the name I took
My ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
My ghost likes to travel so deep into your space
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
Growing up, growing up,
Looking for a place to live
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside
My ghost likes to travel
Moving inside of your space
The breathing stops, I dont know when
In transition once again
Such a struggle getting through these changes
And it all seems so absurd
To be flying like a bird
When I do not feel Ive really landed here

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Astronaut

Eyes can't Imagine whats there,
deep in that open space,
so why we travel lightly? ,
when we could have the best,
now looking to mars,
If aliens exist what would we do? ,
keep fooling around(might not be a world) ,
cause we destroying minds to foolishness,
I want to be a astronaut,
travel a million miles away,
so then they can't find me,
pluto look like pluto on show,
second world like second mention,
so my new job makes good money,
to support her & children,
on my could toes(steping on the moon) ,
it is peaceful lookin down to earth,
stars gather like astro,
we can always take it slow,
like a astronaut i'm flying,
feel free in my mind.

poem by Tommy Laster
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Very Last Thought

What is the very last thought
that will cross my mind?
Drawing last breath, that thought
not anyone will find.

I'll take it with me
and let it inspire me
to keep me soaring high,
higher than the deep blue sky.

The thought alone is filled with love.
It will not break apart.
It will escape the body I leave behind
and seek a brand new start.

That thought will find its way
and travel to where you'll be
and when it finds its dsetination
that thought will become me.

The question in my last thought
will most probably be
whether or not you'll recognize
that the thought contains me?

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Spacetravel

They're polishing the government
Resembles a last waltz
We are the playthings
We are the form
Soon it may come
Since we can rise
Too long since I've seen you
We move like satellites

My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me

They're burning the tenements
Topless progressive thinking
Political holes
Got six but pray for seven

My future lies
In space travel
She's coming over me
I employ spies
To stroll the gravel
They never want to leave
The future lies
The future lies
Scared of the government scared of the government

The future lies
In space travel
There's someone after me
I employ spies
In silver tassels
The never seem that pleased

The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space)
The future lies
The future lies (space travel)
The future lies (space travel)

song performed by by Bush from The Science Of Things
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Revelations

Revelations

The conversations in my mind
They have a brave new life
Of hope and dreams of happiness
Releasing schemes and common means
And letting go of strife

Love for God has become
My single grand obsession.
And in His Light I see my life
Unfold in great progression.
There can not be one tiny doubt
Of this spiritual progression.
I will not cave for I am brave
Rejecting all regression.
My thought evolves from human kind
To a spiritual succession.

No need to find myself tied up
In primal evolution.
For in my thoughts
Now freed from earth
An amazing revolution.

The old tired ways
And longest days
Have become an institution.

Release my mind from clutter thus
And cast away pollution.
A world in need
Of thought that's freed
Can't wait for its solution.

So please take note
On freedoms boat
You're sailing on an ocean
It's thought that heals
And moves the sails
Of mental might in motion.
For God is All in All my friend
In gratitude's emotion.
In thanks we give our thoughts to God
And on the sea of human hope
Our nets we cast
To God's complete devotion.

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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Early Works - Race For Space

In long corridors of time and space
linger men caught within a race
to get to the stars and back
gaining knowledge that they lack.
Opening door yet unknown to man
finding things untouchable by hand,
but what will happen to the human race
when someone wins the race for space.

Astronauts fly into outer space
helping these men caught within this race
to find the difficult answer
of how to conquer
the unknown out there
far aloft from our atmosphere,
and what will happen to the human race
when someone wins the race for space.

Through the decades, men have pondered
what ship could be propelled
to visit plants and stars
like Jupiter and mars,
and break from earth’s gravity
from which we’re held,
but what will happen to the human race
when someone wins the race for space.

Date Written Unknown

poem by David Harris
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One Has To Move

I drive a car
He rides a motor bike
Everybody moves the way one likes
Go place to place by some means
Camel and bullock cart
In the villages
Some ride
Donkeys and horses since ages
People who live near to water
Move by ship or steamer
Rivers are not big as the sea
One uses boat or ferry
When they move they make merry
Aero planes and helicopters
Reach you faster than others
Riding a bicycle two by two
Is slow but steady
In truck or bus
One has company of many
Travelling by train is very enjoying
Sound of the track and wheels
Resembles rattling of dry leaves
In snow
Sledge pulled by dogs
Is the only choice
Some travel to moon in dreams
Reach everywhere, without any means
Unlike the astronauts,
Who travel by rocket
To go to mars or moon
One thing is certain
One cannot remain calm and still
Either on two legs or by a vehicle
Whether on
Two, three or four wheels
One has to move by
Some means

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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In A Space

In a space allocated to me by the human race
Inhabiting this area until I die this space is occupied
Im in a space leased by kind permission of the human race
Close up I am big but far away Im small and hardly here at all
cause in a space out in space
We disappear without a trace
Now Im out in inner space
And lookin at the people. standing face to face
And filling up the space
Men and women boys and girls
There are so many people in the world
Thinkin about the world
And all the people in it
And Im staring at the stars
And into the infinite
In a world within a world
On a planet thats
Driftin in a space
Seconds into minutes and minutes
Into hours and hours into days
And days into months and months into years
And years into decade tens into thousands
Thousands into millions, millions into billions
Billions into zillions and forever and forever
In a space allocated by the human race
Somewhere in outer space its far away and I like it that way
Now Im out in inner space
And lookin at the people, standing face to face
And filling up the space
Men and women boys and girls
There are so many people in the world
Thinkin about the world
And all the people in it
And Im staring at the stars
And into the infinite
In a world within a world
On a planet thats
Driftin in a space
In a space, in a space, in a space
Now Im out in inner space
And lookin at the people standing face to face
And filling up the space
On a planet thats
Driftin in a space

song performed by by Kinks
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Big Brother

Open Up Your Mind And Let Some Thought Inside Open Up Your Mind As They All
Survey 4 Out Of 5 And They All Survey 4 Out Of 5 And They All Survey Open Up
Your Mind And Let Some Thought Inside Open Up Your Mind As They All Survey
And In This Time Of Free Thought It'd Be A Shame To Let It Rot Open Up Your
Mind As They All Survey When You're All Alone You'll Never Wanna Know Open Up
Your Mind As They All Survey 4 Out Of 5 And They All Survey You Gotta Let
Some Thought Inside As They All Survey Caught Between The Parallels Of Life
And Death And Compromises Fill The Hours With New Vices Voices Screaming Time
Is Numb Single File Come And Follow Choosing Futures From Brochures Changing
Channels No Opinion Losing Track Which Way Is Up Use Your Head For What It's
There For Though Not One In The Same Receptive Minds Co-operate Do Not
Dissect The Human Race Make One United Higher Plain And In This Time Of Free
Thought It'd Be A Shame To Let It Rot Open Up Your Mind And Let Some Thought
Inside Use Your Head

song performed by by Mushroomhead from Superbuick
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Long-Legged Fly

THAT civilisation may not sink,
Its great battle lost,
Quiet the dog, tether the pony
To a distant post;
Our master Caesar is in the tent
Where the maps ate spread,
His eyes fixed upon nothing,
A hand under his head.

Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.

That the topless towers be burnt
And men recall that face,
Move most gently if move you must
In this lonely place.
She thinks, part woman, three parts a child,
That nobody looks; her feet
Practise a tinker shuffle
Picked up on a street.

Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
Her mind moves upon silence.

That girls at puberty may find
The first Adam in their thought,
Shut the door of the Pope's chapel,
Keep those children out.
There on that scaffolding reclines
Michael Angelo.
With no more sound than the mice make
His hand moves to and fro.
Like a long-leggedfly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.

poem by William Butler Yeats
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The Place Between

Where and how to find immortal soul;
or self; eternal witness; eye of God;
or place, or space, within the eager heart
where All, or One, may hide – or may await?
So where to find first clue; or some frayed end
of golden thread that leads to golden light?

Not in the wrinkled brow… but in the simplest things
the greatest secrets wait, as we are told;
in the magic land that’s called Between:

Between the end of one thought, and the next,
as it is formed within the mind – the briefest space
where nothing but the witness of our self
rests, perfect, pure, complete, within itself;
inviting us to join that rest for just as long
as we enjoy this satisfaction
of the presence of ourself;

And if that taste of presence pleases -
then, between each word we hear or speak,
we’ll find the silence of ourself; and find
how each word comes from silence, and returns;
and as we relish and besport in that great space,
from greater silence, greater words may come..

There is no limit to that world, Between:
we’ll find it more and more, within all things,
beyond all things; it is the music of our life
which sings its song through thought and speech and act;
a music in a boundless space, so vast
that we may meet our greater self – at last!

poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Blues

All the love in the world couldn't save you
All the innocence inside
You know I tried so hard to make you
To make you change your mind
And it hurts too much to see you
And how you left yourself behind
You know I didn't want to be you
Now there's a hell I can't describe
So now I wander through my day
Trying to find my way
Still these feelings that I felt
I said to you and no one else
And no it's not going to change
I know it's gone, still I'm used
And that's nice to hang on someone
A change that's bittersweet
That's called the blues
Don't know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
You know it's what you planned, this much is true
What I thought was beautiful don't live inside of you anymore
I don't know just what I should do
Everywhere I go I see you
You know it's what you planned, this much is true
What I thought was beautiful don't live inside of you anymore
What this means to me
The more I know you believe
What I thought was you now
Has got more that it changed on you
What I thought was true
The more that I might know is you
What I thought was you
Is only memories, distant

song performed by by Guns N' Roses
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Marvellous Travel

I travel with my eyes,
Watching those silently cry,
Asking themselves the question why,
Someone left them without saying goodbye;

I travel with my thoughts,
I travel with my pen;
To write about children, women and men;

I travel with my voice,
I travel with my hope,
That something new, would spring into my horoscope,
Whether in Asia, America or Europe,
There'll always be something interesting to scope;

I travel to many different places,
Mix with many races,
Identify tribesmen by their faces,
And little girls by their laces,

I travel without money,
So, please listen to my testimony,
The good, the bad and even the ugly,
Every experience is worth life's journey,

For I'll always be marvelled,
When ever I travel.

poem by Joshua Fernandez
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