Stories from the Past

With fear and trepidation I slip in,
The screams of mystery wash ore,
Ghostly stories of times long past,

There is pain here, suffering, yearning,
Tension fills the very air, I need to know,
Carefully listening, I need hear their voice,

In opening myself, visions begin to flow,
Odd bits spread across the floor bring hints,
Dimmest of light glimmers, bringing focus import,
Understanding comes slow, brief glimmers revealed,

So lost, so hidden, yet meaning comes to mind,
And with meaning the hidden brings understanding,
So, relaxed, I sit back, take it all in, and begin to learn,
Only need patience, resisting judgment, and simply allow,

easy…

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Drifting Memories

Art and Words to settle my mind

Stirring It A Bit

  This is a link to a video that provides one of the best presentations of this subject I’ve seen. It’s a lazy Saturday, so give it a watch, while you’re you’re watching allow yourself to try to put aside our natural tendency to ‘judge’ rather than think and consider, looking at our world with a mind open to the relationships you’ve been able to observe throughout our lives. (but probably pushed to the back of your mind to avoid the conflict those observations create within us, just like we most of us do to avoid taking some kind of responsibility for agony shining from the eyes of that poor street person begging along our daily path,)

  Allow yourself to look openly into the possibility of humanity having been breed and specifically trained like various breeds of dogs created at a master’s whim. Look closely at how the structures of the ‘education’ we were raised with might have directed the focus of our outlooks, attitudes,  and personalities as adults, even the possibility that we were designed to bend us into what the few need us to be in order to further and sustain their own  control agendas. ‘They’ve’  had thousands of years to prefect ‘their’ techniques and skills for this. Things like “My Country is the Greatest Country, My God is the only TRUE God, so if you don’t believe ‘Right’ then you must be taught the ‘Truth’ until you believe ‘Right’ or be eliminated for you heresy, The rest of all life on our world means nothing compare to Man, because only Man was created in ‘God’s’ image, My countries War is a duty I must support quite simply because only we know the ‘truth’ and so you have to be wrong and stopped permanently, or You have resources you aren’t intelligent enough to use properly and I need them so I have a ‘God Given Right’ to invade your country and take them, killing you all if you even dare to resist.” Obviously, unfortunately I could go on and on 😦 

  By now, even the few of you that have bothered to read this much of my ‘rant’ are probably thinking I’m talking about some kind of conspiratorial theory crap or something but I’m not. Allow yourselves to finally wake up, think for yourselves, and dream again of exactly what a ‘heaven’ we could create right here right now, if only we can get together as one, with mutual respect, acceptance, and caring. Embracing with admiration the gifts of small differences we have as the blessings they truly are. We can still be all we could be, as one within the unity of existence.

Darwin’s Great Discoveries and Today

Learning From What Was

I strive to learn, to listen, to feel, to see,
Hear the whispered magic in the winds,
Feel the love enraptured my very core,

To embrace the gentle murmur of the tree filled the forest,
Ever holding in your heart their cool shade they provide,
Behold the colors of rainbow in the beacon of flowers,

Hear the chattering of the butterflies flitting about them in peace.
Contrasted by the boisterous scolding squirrels in their ever running work.
Hear the magical whispers of the earth mother drifting across this world,

The heavenly sigh of the dusty dry ground as the first rain drops fall,
Feel the joy in the clouds as they drift across creation,
Laugh with the noisy cries of baby bird as its mother comes home,

Take pleasure in the chance meeting of a new friend,
Share the pain of the losing the wisest of old ones now gone,
Let this world excite you, stir your soul with new-found awareness,

The startling cascading rumble of windblown stones rattling on the roof,
Heart stopping strike of lighting and thunder in an otherwise clear sky,
The unintentional slip down a muddy bank into the cold clear waters below,

Cuddle in the rapture at the howling of the wolves on the mountaintop,
Cry out in the passion invoked by the sunset’s last gleams,
With your abundance of patience, for all things living or not,

This is the only true secret, and with this I find success cannot fail,
Forever embracing the simple offers of life, embracing each instant of time,
Holding sacred all now surrounding me, while letting not one moment be lost,
For this journey is made only from my single steps combined,

-Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre September 13th, 2007

Ego Put Aside

For within this our lifelong searching,
We find our answers difficult, a challenge,
The tasks provided us almost the unattainable,
Yet still driven, much carry on, must break through,
We reach out, try, attempt after attempt failing,
But we continue because we must, for truth,
For at long last we can finally know,
This is who we truly are,
And who we must be,
For ourselves,
For you…

-easy-

Namaste…

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