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Tuesday, April 28, 2020

Nothing, There Is Nothing Nothing

Nothing, There Is Nothing Nothing exists beyond God/dess. Nothing, exists only in the broken mind Of Humanity’s psychosis. What we believe in our minds Changes not, what is truly real. There is nothing, nothing, nothing But The One. Anything we can conceive of, Exists only through and in The Holy Will of Creator, Hu. All else is but the folly Of the sleeping ones. Shams says, “It is time to wake up and choose, The red pill or the blue?” Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 27, 2020

The Perfect Is the Enemy of the Possible

The Perfect Is the Enemy of the Possible Be ye perfect, even as your Heavenly Father is Perfect. Shams must ask, “In what ways is God perfect?” perfection in knowledge Perfect in power Perfect Imago Dein Presence Perfect in Love Imago Dei, we are. Children of Perfection, We perfectly express our Creator. Today, acknowledge your perfection. Be set free! In Unity is hidden, The simple secret of God/dess. To the child’s heart, Creator’s perfect gift is given. Like the life giving Sun, Life showers... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 26, 2020

Human Instinct, Human Dilemma

Human Instinct, Human Dilemma We have always known Our instinct to love And be loved unconditionally. As individuals and as a Family, We have always been drawn selflessly Like moths to the flame Towards love, harmony, and beauty. It is forged in the fire, Formed in our DNA. But, we fell by evolution’s fate. Condemned by becoming conscious Of being conscious, We forge ahead into the seductive prison Of our new need to know. Down many a false and painful road, We traveled, bludgeoned By fantasy... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 25, 2020

Fear’s Folly

Fear’s Folly Fear is such a interesting character Fear is such a interesting character I met him in the dark. He crept up on me from behind With nary an introduction, He twisted truth Until I found myself deep in a forest of lies. Where ere I turned, Only the glare Of fear’s blinding light, Binding my apprehension Of the truth to fear’s Falsehood. Who will save me From this self, Already dead? For freedom, Christ has set us free. A Great Light has appeared In the darkness, And the darkness is no... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 24, 2020

Last Days

Last Days The Prophets foretold this. The Sages warned us Death has torn us. The Earth vomits our own bile. The Winds blow wild. The Truth is a lie. The Antichrist rallies the broken masses. Peace wanders, lost in the desert. We cast lots for the future. Despair not, pilgrim. For two million years, Our species has survived Our trial and error lifestyle. Ever since we became conscious Of being conscious, We had no choice, But, to choose. We are continually improving Behaviors by comparing This... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 23, 2020

Let’s Share a Beer

Let’s Share a Beer This virus thing has got us down. Is this the end of time? No one ever told old Shams That The road would be easy. “I don’t believe He’s brought me this far, To leave me.” “No, I won’t believe that He brought me this far, To leave me.” Listen, friend, Lean in close. Shams has a miraculous secret to share: Gōd/dess has never Made a mistakè, Especially when She Create You! Shams says, “This Secret, Gets me high.” Advertisements Occasionally, some of your visitors may see an... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, April 22, 2020

The Last Shall Become First

The Last Shall Become First The World has been dumped on its head. The ones on the top of the mountain of greed Have been thrown down to the valley floor. The dregs of our world Have learned to live well in isolation. No change needed for these Foundations of our economies. They are living a bus man’s holiday. Like the Kings and power brokers of Earth, Just plane folks like you, and like me, are raise up for all to see their simple kindness. Blessings abundant, Praises galore, This is my story,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2020

The Loss in the Gain

The Loss in the Gain No, he sighed, “We are speaking of the gain in the loss. The Right in the Wrong; The Hope in the Dis pair. There is only One where your learning has created two. Surrender your hard fought belief, the one that held you captive, for so very long. Simply, …. it is not true, It is, simply, untrue. Oh do not seek to ‘know’ an answer. For No contains the seed of Yes. Come instead to Rumi’s field Beyond the gate of right and wrong. Where grass gives Mana, fresh. Each morning give... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, April 20, 2020

Revised Morning Is Breaking

Morning Is Breaking I have returned from the dream world, Alive again to this brokenness I call life. The question still burns within me: “How did we become the alienated ones?” With an undying instinct toward Love, Harmony, and Beauty, “How have we become so separated From Love’s instincts for self sacrifice, Peace, and Generous Blessing?” The Sun and Moon, bless our Earth-mother freely. In a mere eight and a half minutes, Sun shines Her Blessing on all, regardless of class, race, or natural... Sign in to see full entry.

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Morning Is Breaking

Morning Is Breaking I have returned from the dream world, Alive again to this brokenness I call life. The question still burns within me: How did we become the alienated ones? With an undying instinct toward Love, Harmony, and Beauty, “How have we become so separated From Love’s instincts for self sacrifice, Peace, and Generous Blessing?” The Sun and Moon, bless our Earth-mother freely. In a mere eight and a half minutes, Sun shines Her Blessing on all, regardless of class, race, or natural... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, April 19, 2020

Welcome Friend

Welcome Friend Welcome Friend, Come, share a cup from the welling well. We will speak of simple things; Of silly Things; Of Heart-felt things. The Ancient Ones call this, ‘ sobhet ‘. Look at this water. It is the mysterious miracle of flowing; A medium of growing. One of the ‘Elementals’, water is the essence of the power of surrender. Nothing stops its flow. Shams says, “Praise The Holy One, For this Fellowship of The Presence of Bliss.” The An Advertisements Occasionally, some of your visitors... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, April 18, 2020

Welcome Friend

Welcome Friend Welcome Friend, Come, share a cup from the welling well. We will speak of simple things; Of silly Things; Of Heart-felt things. The Ancient Ones call this, ‘ sobhet ‘. Look at this water. It is the mysterious miracle of flowing; A medium of growing. One of the ‘Elementals’, water is the essence of the power of surrender. Nothing stops its flow. Shams says, “Praise The Holy One, For this Fellowship of The Presence of Bliss.” The An Advertisements Occasionally, some of your visitors... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, April 17, 2020

Oh My God

Oh My God I cannot believe I have seen this: The President of the Great United States Stumbling, Fumbling Lying, Trying To Convince us What a wonderful job He has done. We got what we asked for: A buffoon, who makes no room For truth. Oh my God, Who will deliver us From this perfect expression Of ego gone mad? Perhaps pandemic isolation, Can bring us to our senses, To drop our lame defenses. Oh my God, You gave us This opportune hiatus. May we take this gentle time To go inside To know the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, April 16, 2020

Pandemic Love

Pandemic Love Oh how we miss the touch Of Loving friends and kin. To see their smiles and kiss them, To hold a hand, we miss them. The heart is wise, the flesh is weak. The need to connect Begins to peak. Thank God/dess for the World Wide Web. Allowing us to see and speak To loved ones, friends, and so-called foes. These days challenge All thoughts of love. It urges all To look above; Above the distinctions, The differences which divide Our hearts and minds And Living Love. Can you not see this... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, April 14, 2020

No Junk

No Junk Beloved, do you not see You are the. Pinnacle of Creation. In perfection, you have been created. In the Image of The Holy Author of All, You have taken birth. Not by fiat, Not by accident, The gift of Life is yours. God sought to be known; You, Dear One, are the result. With a glorious heritage like this, How can we explain Our fallen state? Holy wars, atrocities, Bely our sacred pedigree. Oh, Dear God, Is this our human lot? To be the pinnacle of divine perfection; Psychosis, our... Sign in to see full entry.

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