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That Girl

I saw a girl at his door.

She came out from the front floor.

The girl eyes were black.

She stand there as the dogs barked.

The girl was his friend.

The girl came now and then.

The girl clothes had blood.

And the hand and shoes had mud.

He had now realized that she was from hell.

So he ran and he yelled.

The girl grabbed his hand.

Then she turned into a man.

The boy was scared to death.

And the man kept him as a pet.

His parent's saw that he was gone.

They searched for him until dawn.

His parents looked all around.

But the boy was never to be found.


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The note, of a Sufi

The note, of a Sufi

Not taking sides
I believe in this, I don’t believe in that
Not caught in the game
Of saying this is true, that is not

Not blaming others
For the problems of the world
Putting words into the mouth of God
Idolizing others for what they’ve done
Or who they thought themselves to be

Not criticizing people for their faith
Nor those who go against it
I just watch, with presence
With love, of all that surrounds

Not hating others for what they think
Nor what they cling to
Just flowing with the breeze
Of smiles, and the ever-present joy
Of life

Not letting scriptures of the past
Paint my view of God
Nor claiming any human, the ones who
Breathed, and saw, like us, to be my prophet, my messenger

All I am, is a fool, in love
With this dream, this flow of moments
Not fearing God, by the words
Of the past, of others, but instead
Loving him, remembering him,
As the being, that hovers throughout
The unknown

The Joke, was on Remy, and on Altair

The Joke, was on Remy, and on Altair

I am Altair
A person with a story
A story of tragedy
He’d like to share

I remember it, as me and Remy
Would share our laughter
As kids, as fools
We’d talk, we acted like we knew

I remember it, as we walked around
Ran around in playgrounds
Sharing our innocence
Feeling pure, and blessed

Such love it was, being free
Being caught in the beauty of life
Not wondering how, or what
By letting everything, just be

We both lived, as brothers on a farm
Messed around with cows, irritated sheep
Caused farmers to bring out their guns
As we ran away, as silly children

We’d garden the fields, feed the animals
Go with our fathers, run boring errands
Feel the breeze of life, with its ups and downs
Embrace what was given, and just move forth

We always would ask, to discover more
We’d seek and explore, way outside
We’d see and behold, mysteries way out
We’d feel and dance, with the joys around

I remember it, as we never really cared
Never clung to anything, never defended anything
We let all go free, with only present to greet us
With only the now, to raise smiles

Then that day came, when we had to part ways
When each of us, had to take on the world
See things in our own light
View things from new tales
Then that day came, when we went our own
Went off to venture into different parts
Of the globe, different areas
To build our own thoughts, own insights

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So off I went, off to another place
I ventured off as a grown man, to see things anew
Alone I was, in this world caught with mystery
With the hymns of the past, to keep me pondering

Across a man I came by, whose name was Aaron
A liberal smile on his face, he showed me around town
We went on together, shared thoughts and ideas
We talked and laughed, and saw things in a new light

‘This world is a mystery, none can ever know
What shall come by, of friends and foes
Of what shall be, as time goes by
Of the bird’s wild paths, up in the sky’
He told me

‘Things are random, never hold on tight
Look within for power, to battle your fights
Seek what’s rational, through beauty of the unknown
Where you only reap, of what actions have sown’
He told me

I let go, I remember
Of all I thought was true
I knew less, held on less
Let things be, more and more

‘Your life is short, live it up to your last
Live it with heart, yet not too fast
Let none put out your fire, no one around
Figure out beauty, that never was found’
He told me

I was less heartless, with each word
He lit things up, gave things a meaning
Out of the ultimate meaning
That truth shan’t be found

‘You clock is ticking, let your heart speak its words
Despite the rules, that may come down in herds
Your eyes should see light, once more my friend
Before it all comes down, right to the end’
He told me

‘Don’t be afraid to fail, or endure great tragedy
Only when you fall, will you face, reality
It’s okay to be afraid, to taste true fear
Just hold on to love, till it deems life clear’
He told me

I stayed with Aaron, we shared our times
As we witnessed nature and its offerings
We were open to all, closed to none
We were free of voices, free to run

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Remy went his own way, in his own parallel world
Where experiences were shifted, to his own perspective
To what he saw, lived, and heard
To what he felt, breathed, and learned

He met a companion, of a different sort
His skin was keen, his face was firm
Confidence filled him, leaked from his face
Certainty filled his smile, every last trace

They spent their days together, sharing thoughts and ideas
Heeding each other’s lessons, listening to each other’s stories
They spent their days as so,
With time to keep things changing

‘What a beautiful sky that is’ Remy said with life
‘God surely is gracious’ said Randal
‘What a clear and brisk ocean’ Remy said with joy
‘God surely is All-Powerful’ Replied Randal

‘What a mystery life is, Randal’ Remy said with awe
‘Surely God, is All-Knowing’ Randal Replied
‘What beauty art has in its nature,’ Remy said with shine
‘Surely God, is the source of beauty’ Replied Randal

‘What a dream this life really is’ Said Remy with passion
‘Surely God, has made it for a reason’ Replied Randal
‘What a beautiful thing love really is’ Said Remy with open eyes
‘Surely God has made love a reality’ Said Randal

‘What am I going to do, If I fall, my dear Randal? Asked Remy with sorrow
‘God will pick you right back up, put you on path’
‘What will happen, if I lose my path, my sweetest Randal?’ asked Remy with confusion
‘Surely, it is tribulation, from All-Mighty God’ replied Randal

‘What am I to do, if I see things dark, my beloved Randal?’ asked Remy with an open heart
‘God will always light it up, back once more.’ Replied Randal
‘What am I to do, if too many questions, are left unanswered?’ asked Remy, with the last genuine tear dripping down
‘All the answers lie, within the word of God’ Replied Randal

So off they went together, pious and sure
That they shall be saved, now and after
Sharing thoughts, to strengthen beliefs
And carrying on, with now fake laughter

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We met again, in some hot summer day
When the heat would provoke anyone, to stir up frustration
We met, saw eye to eye, once more
With lenses that have been altered, by the curves of life

We sat and talked, shared recent pasts
Sat together, let conversations pass
We were joined again, somehow and somewhere
We kept each other company, we sat by the ocean

‘What a beautiful thing it is, to see afar into the ocean’ I said with joy
‘Surely, God is All-Capable, to make it as such’replied Remy
‘What a wondrous feeling it is, to taste the flowing breeze’ I said with zeal
‘Surely, God is able, to inspire us beings’ Remy said

I looked into Remy’s eyes once again
No longer did I see him
Or his innocence
It was masked

‘What a lovely life it is, to enjoy the whims of rain’I said with a smile
‘Surely, God is the breeder, of all water, of all things that breath’replied Remy
‘What a wonderful blessing it is, to embrace the dynamics of our surroundings’ I said with power
‘Surely, God is the bringer, of all blessings’replied Remy

I gazed at Remy’s smile
No longer did it light
But it was stiff, stern
As if being pulled to smile

‘What a miraculous thing it is, to enjoy the sounds of the ocean’
‘Surely, Altair, miraculous comes only by God’s leave’
‘What an astounding mystery it is, the origins of all spirits’I said with fervor
‘Surely, God is the beginning, and the ultimate end’Replied Remy

I studied the reactions of Remy
No longer did they seem his own
But rather a repetition, a sequence
Of several emotions, not from his heart

‘What a beautiful joke this life is, it’s humor and laughs’I said with innocence
‘Surely, God put us here to see a straight path’Remy replied
‘What a sweet darkness the night shines upon us’I said with a sense of poetry
‘Surely, God has lit up the darkness, with his light’Randal Replied

I took another glance at Remy’s eyes
But no matter how much
He may have spoken of light
I knew, I saw, that there was none, in his eyes

‘You seem to have it all figured out,
Why are you alive?
You believe you’ve seen it all,
Why are you still breathing?
You think you’ve found everything,
Why are you still striving?
You assume it’s all given,
Then what do you have left to give, my dear brother?’
I said, in an infinitely sad tone

I remember his reaction
As he gave this smile
As broken as it was confident
Lifeless as it was proud

He slowly walked away
Thinking it was he who was righteous
That he was the guided
And blessed with revelation
He slowly left me
With his head held high
His walk set strong
Covering him, false light

With swollen eyes
I looked at the skies, or the hovering heavens
‘If only he’d seen’ I so deeply thought
‘That the joke, was on him’

Burnt offerings to the blood kingdom

The coming of the one known as the end of worlds fills the dreams of the followers who worship the child from the void; at the gates of the astral kingdom they draw their symbols and cry out in prayers, and give in to the pleasures of sacrifice and lay their blood on alters as burnt offerings to the son of shadows; the child said to come. In the pleasures of dire pain, the mad and the mindless cry out in self infliction and crawl upon one another in trance; in wait of the opening of the gates of the astral kingdom, in wait of the darkness beyond darkness.