Particular Moments

More Stars than There are

Tag: faith

A Call To Champions

Sun Will Shine

Broken Hearts are not forgotten, not in this Operation. Karmic justice is swift on those who hurt the defenseless.

The Golden Jubilee

Let go of your scarcity complex; the Tree of Life holds enough for everyone to enjoy, to share, and much more. Raise up and reach for the hanging Goodness. Don’t get obsessed looking down at the dirt—I’m not a financial advisor, but it’s high time to look into investing, if you haven’t (look into Ripple, Stellar Lumens, and XinFin, and how they tie into the ISO20022 new online banking protocols to soon sweep across the entire globe. Put some spare cash into these things and wait for a year or two—abundance awaits). Photography credit goes to Clay Banks, find his work on Unsplash ūüôā

Must We?

Had a little fun with open source photography — stunning and tranquil image credited to “duckman1992” on Unsplash ūüôā

 

Quest of the 144 Star Clusters

17, 17, 17
Everywhere - the air has become Charged.

Could We now go back
to Sleep, this death row slumber,
of slow but certain
downward demise ---

Is it possible
to now close your Heavy
Shell-shocked Eyes,

Once We've been Called
to Awaken and Rise, and
to Cast Thy Net
to The Right?

Have the Brave
Engaged themselves, for Our Sake,
In the most Pivotal Conflict
of the Times...?

This War that spans
Across Space and Time;
that Decides the Fate of Man ---

Which Path shall Our Children
Set sails on,
Enslavement, Chaos, or
A picturesque episode
of Blossoming Peace?

And Who are the Enemies?
Inter-dimensional demons...?
Hahah - Surely they were
Tough to Beat.

(Have you had Visions,
Seen the Foul Smelling
beasts...crawling Beneath
the deceivingly vacant Deserts?

Have you...had your hands bound
as you witnessed the raping
and devouring of your Kin
Under the the blackened sun...?!)

Having survived the gory
Eclipse,
Where is Your Righteous Anger?

Shall We be Valiant
In Memory and Honor
of the Good, the Exploited, and the Fallen?

Shall We take on the Sword
of Vengeance,
After We've mourned
The Innocence destroyed,

White Flowers Inflamed,
Ravished?

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Fellow Men and Women,
The Prophesied Age of Aquarius
hath Dawned Upon Us
All,

After having been maliciously
Denied
So many times (dark hands).

The Warriors of the Past
Who risked Everything to
Usher New Earth forward ---
1860, 1960, once more 2000 ---
Are they now smiling,

Now that We draw nearer to victory
This Time, Once for All?

No more resurrections
to the vile. Hydra's head
Severed, cut down
Under Cyrus' Command.

Brace Thyself.
Normalcy as We knew it
Gone out the window,
Everything up shall be Revealed
to be down;

Hidden Treasures are to Sprout.
Fact shall be overturned by Truth
Logic is to be rectified by Love.

Open your Mind and Souls ---

Do you see
The Fountain holding
The Water of Life
Rising, soon to burst,
Freely?

 
 
 

so help me God

when I was just a boy,
I thought I’d live and die
exhorting goodness, being through and through,
a protector of Innocence.

but as just a man,
I find myself losing Faith
in this world of sin—
promises of my crusader days
empty or broken.

now, I pray that I die not
having only been a hypocrite,
swinging like a hopeless pendulum
between self-destruct
and usurping.

Amen.

A New Friend

                                             a mutual understanding

Pilgrimage Song of Abolishing

Deeds of the fathers, grand fathers,
and countless fallen aspects
of the passed on elders—
Trickle down into your Being;

you the Reincarnate,
guided vicariously by Karmic arms,
inevitably let your feet doused,
bathing in Ancient Sins.

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Chewing on the recycled fruits,
Are you on many-a-days,
helplessly gazing down the Abyss
of recurrent,  unsurmountable defeat? 
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OH! PRECIOUS SAPLING:
how little do you know—
Reborn and Embodied in You
lives a New Divinity?
Your seed carefully Sown
by Hands Eternal, and Blessed evermore in Passion?

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How could you then
dare to contort effortlessly
into Another Effigy
along the Ancestral line of
Old Misdeeds!

Fight! Fight—¬†
Fight with all of Your Might!
Abolish the curse of age and history;
Your Spirit mint and radiant,
Defiant against festered creeds
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Sins of the fathers,
rusty chains of shame
surely shall to repeat:

Sons and Daughters in the Living,
fulfill not once more
a destructive prophecy—
Conquer the Self, endlessly;
let the cyclic fouls be
Vanquished at your feet.

 

 

 

Working In Dark

Invisible War inside,
Takes a toll on Daylight—

leaving Wakefulness
to helplessly Latch
onto deep Nights—

where one toils away
in darkness
but procures Fruits so few;

for the Upright Heart
anticipates the Shining of Dawn,
containing not the passion for
dark room drudging—

then how come?
that We behave as such
inverted Creatures
who disobey our Design—

allowing the evil to work in Day,
yet the Good to sweep at Night?

A Bond Invincible

bring sets of armor and gear,
crates of nourishment and safety nets
to places barren, chaotic, or unforgiving,
and hope that one shall survive.

one could bring it all,
yet the Only thing
that does not rot, erode,
or become molded over
amidst the commotions
of  endless Wilderness,
remains a True Love’s
Touch.