Posted on Dec 1st, 2008
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Kevino
Did you know cats have souls?
They tread at night
Through tall grass fields
Beneath a warm moon
Below wind brushed branches
Where owls sit regally
With burning eyes
The cat's soul lies
Cats cannot die
Like all spirits
They live where they choose
Light and free as breath
And when the time comes
Go like a whisper
From a dear heart
Tenderly, with cherishment
We are so fortunate
for our friends
Who visit us here
In this lonely place
To find sun's light
Shining through the glass
And lie in endearing repose
Reminding us
We too are souls
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Posted on Dec 2nd, 2008
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Kevino
Let's fly to fields to paint our love
On parchment white as mourning dove
On all the moment day can fill
On song on scent on wish on will
On sweetest sighings lips may share
On periwinkle maidenhair
On gloriousity's delight
On opalescent snow-capped height
On clouds on fire on golden fleece
On comfort's lack on wisdom's cease
Let's fly to fields where inlaid lie
That prismic pearl of you and I
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Posted on Dec 2nd, 2008
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Kevino
Truth is the element found in the mines
Never unravels and never unwinds
Never betrays or enforces distress
Or barks up a tree on a whimsical guess
Hard as an insight can be to deploy
Liable to misery much as to joy
When searching for love's so reclusive design
Find where one's heart lies, then truth will be thine
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Posted on Dec 3rd, 2008
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Kevino
Dream of evergreen days
Mist floats amid trees in salty air
Rock and cobble
lie beside pathways
formed from a million years
of washing waves
Troubles of the world passed
All liquid emotion spent
Dream of evergreen days
in trees
above the
gliding and restless sea
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Posted on Dec 3rd, 2008
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Kevino
The straightest road curves
as earth bends all matter
No care of commitment
for lover or friend
Just spaces and places
at jugular distance
Heart in the throat
while a sad story ends
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Posted on Dec 5th, 2008
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Kevino
This might seem to be a pretty stunning statement. But it is the base of all the Eastern advice you are getting about life, ego,spiritual advancement, love, the way, the law of attraction, the entirety of how to move spiritually.
In seeing the way things set up, I can say with certainty that there is no correct path. There is no right way of being. There is only what you want to do.
BUT there is more understanding, if you wish to understand. There is more awareness. There is a more comprehensive viewpoint of yourself to access.
Everyone is on their path. Everyone, at every moment. This is not a responsibility. It is simply the way it is. The trip moves toward who one is.
The exciting part is that we are always at point blank range to understanding. We each ARE always in this moment. The only difference iis knowing it or not. When you hear "be in the moment" you are really hearing, "understand the moment".
You are everything you want to be. You have the perfect right to move in any direction you wish. God is love. This is the honest to God truth, not just something that would be nice to believe. The more right you are, the more you see it. And the more every one else will be right, too.
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Posted on Dec 8th, 2008
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Kevino
I wrote this short poem upon reading the first estimate of casualties after the tsunami in Thailand.
Ten thousand eight hundred on bright holiday
Released in tumultuous thundering spray
Life's only requisite promised at birth
Offered and taken by undeclared earth
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Posted on Dec 8th, 2008
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Kevino
On Elysium Bridge, where love is met
in drenching mist in darkness' cone
By candle light on parapet
our steps approach its center stone
As we ascend above that stream
of time demarked by terrene guide
Occasion cries eternity
releasing lock's immortal tide
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Posted on Dec 8th, 2008
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Kevino
Blasted, cored, shafted and braced
Trenched by persistence to adamant
Grimed with fear and tears
Worked to death then abandoned
Send again for the pick and spade
Locate, survey, mark and claim
Another lode of heartless stone
Or golden matchless treasure
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Posted on Dec 9th, 2008
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Kevino
On sandy shores
where beach bunnies glide
Foaming white streamers
burgeon the tide
Humans go whaling
securing their prize
Salty red scrabblings
of hunger denied
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Posted on Dec 10th, 2008
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Kevino
Were this earth
to halt its turn
muddling all unattached creation
into one overwhelmed longitude
I would smile
in madness' rush
discovering again
proximity to thee
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Posted on Dec 10th, 2008
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Kevino
Did thee practice thy charter
of catlike disclosure
Seductive, engaging,
Climactic enclosure
Thy beautious softness
Thy feather light hair
Defining felining
But the purr isn't fair!
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Posted on Dec 10th, 2008
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Kevino
There is a fire
always bright
that glows within
We love the sight
It sparks and cheers
when other flames
are cold and
don't recall our name
But only one heart
finds it warm
And only one soul
knows its charm
Don't draw a cowl
against the night
Your crimson core
shines splendid light
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Posted on Dec 12th, 2008
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Kevino
I read portions of Swami Vivekananda's lectures some months ago. One item that struck me was his statement that knowledge was a means to understanding and growth.
I excuse that snickering in the gallery. But it had not occurred to me that better understanding the physical universe that we occupy could have a spiritual outcome. Upon noting his comment I dutifully began some more reading. The Big Bang, by Simon Singh, and The Elegant Universe, by Brian Greene, were two of the books. Sure enought, while reading about the Theory of Relativity in Greene's wonderful book, the 1000 watt light bulb came on. I had never understood that theory previously and never really thought I would. But Greene explains it so well even I could get it. And with that, voila.
My point is that a broader understanding of life is not a bad idea to undertake if one is pursuing a spiritual path. Books can provide a useful portion of this, if one is so inclined. Not just so called spiritually oriented books, but science and literature and even basic texts. We are in a place we are not necessarily familiar with. All understanding has value. And it gets more fun as it goes along.
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Posted on Dec 16th, 2008
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Kevino
Once a month
I would go the gallery
to drink
too many vodkas
swirling about in
the flotsam of those
who are always and
never lonely
always and
never searching
always and
never found
When the gallery closed
I surprised
in my sadness
Not realizing
the importance
of pretending
I was not one of them
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Posted on Dec 20th, 2008
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Kevino
Below is one of several poems I wrote when desperately in love with someone a number of years ago. Agony can be quite productive if you set your mind to it.
With golden rope I bind to you
Its thread, spirt fulfilled
Love, completion trust and peace
Twirl in glorious gild
This twining curl is only mine
Yours dallies by your side
Awaiting moment from the sky
Revealing wind and tide
So I sit in the tilting chair
Above a country lane
That leads to your appealing form
Where rests that tawny chain
Yet I entreat you understand
This meet is not demand
But recognition of one truth
My heart is in your hand
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Posted on Dec 20th, 2008
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Kevino
Palpitatng fever is become warmth
Osmotic seeping
into deepest soul
then spreading outward
permeating organs
vessels and veins
through epidermis
flooding to the
brim of being
where at that
shimmering auric edge
love and truth unite
in transcendent harmony
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Posted on Dec 23rd, 2008
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Kevino
...there is "no such thing as pure objective observation. Your observation, to be interesting, i.e. to be significant, must be subjective" (Journal, 5/6/54) (From the Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy)
The above line quotes an entry in the journal of Henry David Thoreau, an American naturalist and philosopher. It has significance in that it agrees with findings by a later naturalist and philosopher, though he is less well known by those titles than others. That later personage is Albert Einstein. In his theories of relativity he came to understand that man does not view this life in terms of what other men see. Each person has his or her own viewpoint and it is completely subjective.
This is a very spiritual point of view. In order to understand oneself one understands first who one is then sees one's place in this ongoing operation called the universe. Those two items constitute spiritual growth. To reach understanding one examines life as it happens. Or, call it experience or understanding or any word that means to you, knowing what is going on as it is happening. This does not mean you know why it is happening. You know that it is happening. Others cannot know your path any more than you can know theirs. Your see your own way through life.
There are two ways to live. One can play the game or one can understand the game while playing. The vast majority on earth at present play the game. There is nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all because every person has the right to do what he or she damn well pleases.
But to understand the game is to begin to see how the cogs and pulleys and metronomes work to create what one considers reality. It is not always a happy and comforting road, because by nature it is blind. One does not see the next step. One cannot see it or even force one's sight. One can only see what is happening and do what seems best to keep the path clear. And, be willing to understand what one did not understand before it came into view.
The setup for this system is understandable, by looking at the general progression of spirtis in this universe through its history. Your individual path is up to you. The thing to know is there is a path. How you approach it is absolutely and only your choice.
Have fun!
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