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Peace

Me Myself and I, When I'm not so crazy, , , , , , , , , , 
You must search within
To find with out
Every bit there
Reflects here

The little ones
Don't know how

The middle ones
Frustrated over
Seemingly Complicated
Easily overwhelmed

The older knows
But tired grows

The oldest ignores
Ready to do no more
Passing a torch
With no flame

Desire died long ago
But the young ones
Still need to know
How to care and be there

For self
For God within

How does one
Create new
Better
Youth
In knowing

How do you stop
Passing
Flameless lifeless
Desireless torches

How do the youth
Just know
How to carry
Their own
And still do what's best

Fleeting sparks
Ignite
If not caught
Hope may float
To another

Catch a spark
Trust with heart
It has to be better
Than the dead torch

God causes the spark
Find that
You'll have all
Fire and desire
Needed

Youth even unguided
By men
Is better than
The Oldest Guided
Desireless Dieing

Peace
Merely the knowing
That youth has all
Sparks
Fires
Desires

God Inspires
Right action
In unguided youth

For you see
They have the least
Resistance to change
For the better of all

Find your peace
Your knowing
The newest parts
Of self
God's inspired
Will do what is best for all.

Then let reflect
The same knowing
Peace
In the world
Will grow

May you find your inner peace and see it begin to reflect outward. May you understand the least resistant are your saviours. May you see the newest as being your best assets and do as much as you can to protect them. May you forgive yourself for your mistakes and grievances against them. May you see and understand God’s guidance. May you know you are loved unconditionally.

Siva Hir Su

Visage

Me Myself and I, Menu, My creations, , , , , , , ,
Floating in cloudless abyss

My gaze met yours
My touch crept
Lightening and shivers
Breath of Fire
Just thoughts
Nay vibrations of passion

Tactile pleasure
Tracing lines of skin
Shapes of body
Excitement writhing
A most sensuous mount
A saddleless seat

Lips so soft yet firm
Sounds of air escaping
Torturous lungs
Scents musky abandon

Hearts
Close enough
To sense the emotion
Far enough
To be two separate beings

Desire stronger than
Any Caveat
What could be demise
Feels like freedom

Faith that my choice
Is by divine guidance
Blessed and full of opportunity
Nothing needed
All desired

A vortex of potential
Respect for myself
My ability to choose
Hindered only by
Leveled strength of
My connection to my self

I choose the ride
Of vortex, of love, of joy, of passion, of respect
I see your desire
I see your pleads
I feel your wanting


You have what you want
Or do you?
Show the deepest
Affection and caring
Allow me feel your love

Demonstrate Respect
Enough to
Cause every cell to
Quiver
Excited for reciprocation
The deepest
Strongest
Bond between bodies

Heavenly
Bodies
Reciprocate
Gods to Goddesses
Gods to Gods
Goddesses to Goddesses

Feminine
Masculine
All dissapate
When equal energy
Exchanges

The flow of
Equal passion
Equal choice
Union of two or more
Is oneness

Oneness of Bliss
Floating in cloudless abyss
Visage of lover and beloved
A Schrodinger’s box away

Above was the poem based on a dream from 3 nights ago. I tried to stick to my memory of the dream. I was a little fuzzy from all that transpired in between. I think I did justice to my memory, my desire, and the blood boiling passion it stirred. I did however intentionally avoid revealing gender. Who did I dream of? I’m not certain I know. It had elements of previous dreams, and potentially could be one of the few still in my cogs. Yet it could be a whole new someone masquerading as a prior interest. It could be an unknown vortexual partner which my brain did it’s best to assemble from known parameters. It could be elements of several experiences with multiple people, which my brain assembled into an exciting flow. Time will tell.

May you have good, exciting, passionate dreams. May you know God always wants you to have freedom of choice. May you know your desires are manifesting. May you know your vortex is a sneeze from reality. May you know what is in your dreams and vortex is somewhere right in front of you and you just have to shift long enough to see it. May you sense the good in your reality and align with all that is in your vortex. May you love and respect yourself first and allow the good to show you how much God loves you.

Siva Hir Su

Who are you now?

When I'm not so crazy, , , , ,

Shiv Ji

I felt two,

Plus one

Who are two?

Just wanting truth.

The left:

So strong, warm.

So intense:

Just memories,

Can Ignite,

Flames so bright.

The Right:

Was right.

It begged for caution,

For knowing,

Like supervising,

The junior.

Yet wanting

Them

To do well.

That 3rd:

Enough felt

To feel concern

And disbelief.

Scared of ramifications.

Whom were

Those?

In my body,

In my heart.

Shiv Ji

Isn’t there one

Of the three?

That might be

Able

Willing

To explain

To me?

I hope.

I know

My love

Still flows.

As rivers

To seas.

Even in

Confusion

My heart

Knows

Clarity

Of love.