God = Owner ....
Ownership of
a deep hole in time
that connects both Heaven and Hell
through which we,
the tenants travel,
choosing our resorts,
tourists collecting souvenirs,
treasures for our souls,
we transact our deeds.
************************************ (Yolanda Martin)
The following poem was written and copyrighted by
Eddie Harrison, D.C. – © 7/5/79 26.0
The following poem was written and copyrighted by
Eddie Harrison, D.C. – © 7/5/79 26.0
Midst No-Thing
Midst no time, in center of no place,
a Primordial Vastness ... No Thing ...
then Nightless Void turns upon Itself.
From Sleepless Deep a Giant stirs ...
Universal Spirit occupying
no space in a dimensionless period
explodes and expands to all that is.
Child of the Primordial slowly emerges
to perilous journey through corporeal realms
evolving and voyaging back to Primal Center.
Fair Child, to suffer so sad a fate.
Fair Prince, Thy identity unknown and
hidden from Thine eyes by seemingly
solid and seductive forms of matter.
Look within, Sweet Soul, through Thy heart.
Delve deep and perceive, beyond the tangible,
fine ethereal motions of some Truth at work,
within and without, so infinite and subtle
your finite mind cannot comprehend.
Through many experiences with Life,
learn to gently peel-away the sad and
tarnished mantle of mortal mind and body.
Soar Free from attachment to sensual pleasures,
rise-up to sacred and exalted ecstasies
... and beyond what is ... to What is Not.
Return with heart unstained to the
pure and radiant being of the Primordial One
that streams from all, to all, and no-where,
throughout Thy inner/outer nature.
Awake! Be Conscious!
Know who You are!
Beyond space, beyond time,
and dimensions afar!
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