“The One You seek is You.”

Satie – Gnossienne No1

Paper Nation

Living out the Paper Fictions

Traps You in the Contradictions

Life given to the Corporation

Symbols now Rule the Nation

And the People have been Tendered

To pay the Debt they are Surrendered

Slaves on the Plantation of Mind

Eyes Wide Shut while Contract signed

Then Blame the One’s They put in Place

Fleeing Guilt, They dare not Face

Jousting Windmills found in Memes

Acting out the Programmed Themes

Turning to fight with One Another

Fathers, Mothers, Sisters, Brothers

All the while feeling Soul’s Despair

Mirror, Two Dimensions, Sorcerer’s Lair

Outsides are in and the Insides Out

Slaves now Masters feed the Doubt

While each One dreams of Liberation

Sleep Walking through the Paper Nation

Symbols, Sigils, hid in view

Paradox Lost, Forgotten Who

Yet Soul still yearns despite it all

Straining to hear the Maker’s Call

Eyes too blind and ears too weak

But still somehow trusting the Grace we Seek

Turn from Form and seek it’s Heart

Open Grasping hands to Start

One must die so One can Be

Suffer bondage or Be set Free

Webs are all that hold you now

It’s all just bullshit anyhow

There is life and love outside the Game

Come join it now or there Remain

Became again that little child

You abandoned in the Storm tossed Wild

Go and See and sit you There

Rest and Watch and say a Prayer

Retreat you then, There for a while

And don’t return without your smile

Loose the knowledge that You gained

And Remember Now why You came

There is a reason for your Rhyme

It just exists outside of Time

The Game will go on round and round

But have no meaning till You are found

So let go your Life in the Paper Nation

And awaken to your Incarnation

So much more than Drive and Need

It’s already Alright, Baby just Breathe. . . . .

There is a place, a space, a peace that passes understanding. A knowing, a stillness that is solid no matter what may be going on. A laugh beneath the tears, a smile in the midst of fears. From there we know it’s already alright. You are a beautiful soul. You have always been so. Calen

Sing baby girl!  Rock Salt and Silk

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Stillness stirs
Blackness blinks
The Universe tastes like purple
It is fragrant with Blue
I hear White being broken
And the myriad songs of her children
Motion merges with spirit, Emotion Emerges
Creating the syntax of pattern
Form, word, construct, measurement
The Unthought Known arises
Aware that I awaken
I know, yet know that I do not
Separate and One at once
I am a flame ever changing, ever the same
In the Beginning was the Word
But I am made from before the Beginning
From Whence I came and to Whence I return