DREAMS REALIZED

 .

.

.

DREAMS REALIZED

.

.

When we wake up in the morning

To the first hopeful sun beams

With one foot on the floor

The other foot still in dreams

.

.

That's a very important moment

Before we leave our beds

We can form our day's intentions

Like a vision in our heads

.

.

We can intend to do better

At the actions we wish to improve

We can consider our motivations

What will put us in the groove

.

.

Every sleep is a reboot

A chance to start anew

Set your goal intentions

Then head off towards the true

.

.

.

.

.

.

ZOOMERS

 .

.

.

ZOOMERS

The Solar System flies through the Universe

Along with the whole Milky Way

We are never in the same place

As we were yesterday

.

.

From this I have devised a theory

About this vast void we roam

As we pass through millions of miles

Sometimes we fly through a Twilight Zone

.

.

What can we do when this happens?

Batten the hatches on our rotund spaceship again

Until we fly through a more reasonable area

Our civilization we must maintain

.

.

.

.

.

.

BOTH

 .

.

.

BOTH

When our Higher Selves make a decision

Our Lower Selves might not agree

We end up with an inner conflict

About the way things should be

We want to be our best version

At least that is the Higher Self's aim

The Lower Self wants carnal pleasures

And thinks hard work and effort a pain

We can't just be our Higher Selves

Our Lower Selves will put up a squawk

It is best to try and negotiate

Invite our Lower Selves in for a talk

While our Higher Selves want to be fit

And think strenuous exercise is dandy

Our Lower Selves just want to relax

Have fun and eat lots of candy

Our Lower Selves are like children

Their judgement is fickle and errant

Our Higher Selves must step up to the plate

As a kind but firm loving parent

.

.

.

.

.

.

COUNTDOWN

 .

.

.

COUNTDOWN

.

.

One Two Three Four

Make a list of those you adore

Five Six Seven Eight

Think of everyone, I can wait

Nine Ten Eleven Twelve

Is this the deepest you can delve?

Now look at the names and tell me this

Does your own name top the list?

.

.

.

.

.

.

HALL OF MIRRORS

 .

.

.

THE HALL OF MIRRORS

Truth won't chase you

Through the corridors of self-deception

There is no exit in the maze of self-justifying thoughts

There is no way to stop the lava of inner rage 

From oozing down the sides of our moral high ground

Nor remove the blinders of opinion and conclusions

No, nothing can penetrate the ego's bastions

We must decide to dismantle them ourselves

Because we feel lonely and lost

There are many maps - teachings and good advice

When we are ready to escape

The Hall of Mirrors

.

.

.

.

.

.

CLIMBING THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE TO SAVE A KITTEN

 .

.

.

CLIMBING THE TREE OF KNOWLEDGE TO SAVE A KITTEN

.

.

When the horror present in living existence

Is revealed to our innocent questioning minds

We can recoil from this knowledge

Insulate ourselves with diversions and pretty shiny things

We can immerse ourselves in play horror

Like children do to master powerful coping skills

Or

We can do our little part to try and reduce

The angry chaos, suffering and sorrow in our immediate area

Laying right in our paths

The knowledge of good and evil does not have to crush our spirits

It can turn us into Peace Warriors

Doing what we can, when we can

To make this world the Garden we all envision

.

.

.

.

.

.

I LAND

 .

.

.

I LAND

The little boat started to sink

We floundered around in the drink

Swam til we can't swim any more

Waves washed us up on some shore

 

We lay hurt and played out in the sand

Until we gather the strength to stand

Take faltering steps away from strife

Moving into an unknown life

We begin our new life in the now

And remake a new life somehow

This time we have information and skills

And who knows what's just over those hills?

.

.

.

.

.

.