Words
In the beginning was the word
The word is powerful
Watch your tounge it is said
Humanity did not listen
Words bear divine meanings
Words are not of supreme communication
Words are manifested thoughts
Words are vibrations
We are vibrations
Vibrations of thought
Of intelligent energy
Trying to catch up
With ourselves
But tripping on words
Falling, down the stairs
Get up son!
Caught up on divine meanings
Tripping on labels
Falling on judgement
Trying to find the path of truth
In the jungle of dualism
Western Science
Start reducing
What can be questioned
You are left with your thought
Cogito ergo sum
Understand it
You are
Western science is a naive belief
Their foundation is that of
It needs to be captured on an instrument
And reproduced, to be believed
Yet the only thing without doubt –
The thoughtform
Does not exist
According to science
Science is merely an instrument
Just like us
We are instruments
Instruments of understanding
The mystery of the unknown
The mystery of the infinite
The mystery of creation
The mystery of my story
The Law
The law in society is no law
The law in society
Is but the thoughts of some
The law is of free will
So the law, is up to you
You are the master
What do you want?
Creation is at your hands
The reality is yours
To create upon
No side of the coin is unloved
Both tell their story
Both have equal rights
Both sides it the side
There are no sides
No polarity
To say you shalt not
Is not in harmony
With free will
There is no good
There is no bad
There is only the difference
Different journeys
Journeys in ocean of unity
Art
Art is a myth
A myth in society
It does not have a place
In the society of greed
All the movies, hollywoods movies, are saying
This picture cost 500 million dollars and will make that amount of dollar, ah it’s fantastic
They are not art, it’s business
Then myself I will make art
I will make a picture in order to lose everything i put inside
Art is what holds truth
It is not of price
It is
For the creator
And the observer
Ourstory
Turn away from history
By learning history
Many of us today
Does not know history
Does not care to look into history
Does not question history
History as we know it
Is not always our story
Our story contains much more.
You must know from where you came
In order to know where to go from here
To know today
Is to evaluate yesterday
And envision tomorrow
No song tell the same story
What is music?
How can it be of such power?
It moves your spirit.
It moves your body.
What is sound?
Vibrations.
What is a vibration?
Something that you can be in harmony with.
Something you can be in disharmony with.
You decide
Compassion
Your compass.
Look at it.
The nail.
Where does it point?
Do you know where?
Do you know why?
Towards compassion…
or towards competition?
Think.
To see
What is it to see?
Look around.
Where is it?
Some say, mind creates consciousness.
Look around.
Where do you see the surroundings?
Your consciousness is out there.
Yet in here.
How can it be?
What is light?
It contains everything.
It is intelligent.
It is love.
It is building ground.
Watch it.
It is the journey.
What do you judge upon?
To search the truth, is to be able rationalise in harmony.
The truth is the truth.
The ground needs to be solid.
Else the ladder will fall.
The truth is the mystery.
There is no them.
There is only us.
Know it.
Feel it.
Judge upon it.
The strangest journey
You are everything.
You are I.
You are The Creator.
On a journey.
The journey of understanding.
The journey of love.
The journey of compassion.
The infinite journey.
