Apostic Paradox: A Case Of Dualism

Apostic Paradox

A Case Of Dualism

 Tainted by superstition, immersed in vain imaginings;

Conditioned, positioned; pruned public rendition.

Church, Holy Order, Creed, ritual;

Dogma, doctrine, addiction so habitual;

On their missions driven by suppositions,

Darkened souls myopic vision.

Shriveled death, crooked stature,

Pulpit wizards, words  enrapture.

Man-made rhetoric preaching sin,

Hypocrites to God within

Proud apostate, near agnostic;

“Sinner”! “Heathen”! sounds so caustic.

Heresy is judged to be

found in those somewhat like me.

Condemn the heretic to the fire!

Atrocities mount; the deeds are dire.

Crusades, Inquisitions, KKK

Exterminate all its just “our way”.

“Foreigners, aliens don’t belong.”

“Get out before you do us wrong.”

Yet… Might we soar above tumultuous bitterness and hate?

Let winter storms of strife within our consciousness abate.

As rain from on High refreshes the Earth,

Let us join the spring chorus, sing a song of rebirth.

New vistas illumined clear light of the Sun,

Evolution, revolution; the time sure will come.

The stage now is ready, the props set in place,

Planet Earth viewed as one in the vastness of Space.

The scene is upon us, the curtain is drawn.

An eastern horizon portends a new dawn.

A Kingdom is coming in fullness and light

In world awareness rejoice with delight.

As flowers in springtime the gardener plans,

Its time to see all as the fruit of His hands.

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Conditioned Delights: Compliments of the Debt Czars.

Banks of deals, contracts midst deceptive gestures of good will; all done in the name of good business.

Ranks of vendors, peddlers, stores and credit cards; all vying for your money.

Such intrusion; minute by minute interruptions; commercials blaring at you from the radio and TV.

Signs glaring at you in scenic obscenity at home and abroad.

Cluttering the highway of life; imposing ever more frequent insistent promises of “success,” “satisfaction” and “happiness” as marketing media relentlessly pounds on our senses, pounds on our being, strives to control our psyche, even grapples with our soul!

It seems the whole world is trying to make a profit from you:

Commercials set out sweet as honey, entrapping consumers in delicious desire.

Congested roadways, imprinted masses, ingrained conditioned delight,

purchases made, no end in sight.

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Mystery of Restlessness

Restless Seeking:

Not knowing what’s to find or even where to find it.

Not knowing how to look or how we might define it.

Restless Questioning:

Why do we even ask or even wonder?

Why do we think, sit and ponder?

Restless Searching:

Of what truth is life?

Of what reality in space and time are we composed?

To what limitations and biases are we disposed?

Deceptive Instincts:

Within cocoons, wrapped false security,

protected comfort, fetal immaturity.

Shroud of senses spun through evolution’s way’

Survival of the fittest brings us where we are today.

Deceptive Passions:

Imprinted attachment to truths held dear,

Perceived opposites shunned in fear.

Sentenced to the prison of self we be,

Our world of deception won’t let us be free.

Illumined In Knowledge:

Yet, a speck of dust floating in a sea of immensity,

forges within such uniqueness and intensity.

Arts, crafts, science; new knowledge and will,

Shared common destiny will surely be fulfilled.

Reborn In Love:

Path of guidance in gracious love is sent.,

Tarry not, we must get around the bend.

Growth in inner wisdom bidden see with inner sight,

Eternal Truth beyond, bringing knowledge and new light.

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A CAGED BIRD (Our Human Spirit)

Flutter here, flitter there, back and forth without a care.

Up and down, hop about; day by day the same throughout.

Perch to perch the pattern churns, round about in endless turns.

Snug secure artificial life, a world of fashion, of man-made delights.

Caged for comfort, caged for show, caged for spectators to behold.

Bred for class and pleasing song, conformed by rules to men belong.

Ageless evolution’s trust, breeds we prize reshaped by us.

Consumerism points the way, imagined need, it seems okay.

Thus you may sing but cannot fly, from the cage where is the sky?

Barred from being as was meant, searching in bewilderment.

Perch to perch, the daily grind, from home to work commuting time.

Snug secure in our bank-owned homes, a world of finance, possessions adorn.

Safety, comfort, pride so dear, hide from the neighbors we’re taught to fear.

Go to church in class and style, looking for love in Sunday’s smile.

Confined by doctrine the priests will teach, walled in by traditions authorities preach.

From the cage where is the sky? Wings are clipped you cannot fly.

The ageless Word of God we trust, in spite of truths reshaped by us.

Man-made doctrine is not okay, unblemished Truth must free the way.

So: O bird of spirit; Created by God in the image of God!

You are the soul of mankind freed from the bondage of rusted chains, of outmoded superstition and obsolete reasoning.

Free the bonds.

Spread your wings.

Soar unto the realms on high!

Sing the song of the Nightingale Of Paradise as it warbles its sweet melody upon the trees of eternity!

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Cosmic Unity.pdf

Cosmic Unity: a pdf file with photos

Potential Being

Potential Being;

pre-existent what could be,

brings forth existence.

Birth, death, cycles change;

elemental force being

everywhere the same.

Pre-destined free will,

potential is essential;

Existence becomes.

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Metamorphosis

Chrysalis breaking;

a new form overtaking,

freed from confinement.

Metamorphosis:

Winged wonder soon will depart;

showing what it is.

See more on butterfly metamorphosis at

http://lifecycle.onenessbecomesus.com

New Dawning

New Dawning: a Haiku for a new age.

The dawning new day;

Clarity brings inner sight:

A changing of ways.

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“Plastic Christmas”

Hi. from David

In mid-September of “97″ a Christmas display in a local mega-store; complete with trees, lights, and toys; led me to rewrite the lyrics on a medley of popular Christmas songs with the thought of illustrating modern day Christmas themes.

The songs are

“JINGLE BELLS”, “DECK THE HALLS”, “WHITE CHRISTMAS”, and “JINGLE BELL ROCK”.

I call this work “Plastic Christmas” in reference to the plastic trees, toys, and; of course; the mighty Credit Card.Hope you enjoy reading it. I had a lot of fun writing it.

” PLASTIC CHRISTMAS “

 

David

Oct, 1997

 

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
how we love to laugh and sing as we play this Christmas day.
Oh, ring the bells, hear the bells, listen to them chime.
For it’s time to do what’s fine with a merry Christmas rhyme.

 

 

 

 

 

Dashing through the snow in our fancy Sunday best.
To the church we go laughing with our guests.
Sharing what we bring so all in joy take part, the spirit of this special time uplifting heavy hearts.

 

 

 

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way.
How we love to laugh and sing as we play this Christmas day.
Oh, ring the bells, hear the bells, listen to them chime.
For it’s time to do what’s fine with a merry Christmas rhyme.

 

 

 

BUT NOW; (as the Industrial Revolution has taken on a
“Commercial Evolution”) Christmas time has turned to…

 

Jingles here, jingles there, jingles everywhere.
Once again it’s time to get those commercials “on the air”.
Yes! Advertise, merchandise, make that sale tonight.
Get it priced to sell on sight, gotta make the season right.

 

Dashing through the snow with a credit card in hand.
To the stores we go charging all we can.
Watch those totals ring, bringing such delight,
with such a hustle-bustle it’s a merry Christmas sight.
Oh, Jingles here, jingles there, jingles everywhere.
Oh what fun it is to see those commercials “on the air”,
Yes! Advertise, merchandise, hang those Yuletide signs,
tis the time, the sales are fine, gotta make that profit line.

 

…Yet somehow…
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones of long ago
where the starlight glistens and children listen to hear much more than can be told.
I’m dreaming of a warm Christmas, a love and peace for all to see.
Is there something else we might need? something more than what this shopping brings.

 

Deck the halls with season’s greetings, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Don’t forget the scenes appealing, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Don the tree with gay apparel, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Set the mood and play those carols, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Come enjoy the tinseled trappings, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Celebrate with gifts and wrappings, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Watch the football game that’s playing, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Hear successful merchants saying, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.

 

For it’s…
Holiday, holiday, holiday hop, get in the car you’d better go shop.
Wrap Santa’s presents while kids are in school, better go get grandma too.
Pick-it-up, clean-it-up, swing with your mop, dance with the beat, don’t stop.
Need to start cooking for more than a few. Its the holidays, so busy you would say, “join in the Holiday Hop!”

 

…Yet surely…
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas, a yuletide spirit to behold,
where the warmest memories with cozy families delight in stories from the old.
I’m dreaming of a warm Christmas, a love and peace we long to see,
it’s a dream of how we can be, as we gather around the Christmas Tree.

For more the the case for world unity see http://onenessbecomesus.com.

 

 

 

 

“Cycles Within Cycles”: A series of Haiku poems

 

Here is a set of Haiku poems. Haiku is a Japanese poetic style. Each stanza contains three lines of 5, 7 and 5 syllables each.

Fall

Clouds come rolling in;
as the sky begins to dim,
north winds bring a chill.

Leaves rise in the sky;
whirls of color flying by,
restless winds of change.

Trees bare branches stark;
frost condensing in the dark,
crystals of beauty.

Snow flies from the north;
as the length of day is waning
birds fly to the south.

Winter

Winter wonderland;
moonlit snow, aurora’s glow;
crisp cold of silence.

Cold, clear as starlight;
glinting crystals, twinkling lights,
catching full moonlight.

Timber wolves howling;
harmonies of ancient song,
rising yet falling.

Spring

Icy grip softens;
snow is sagging wet with slush,
melting streamlets rush.

Promise of sunlight;
rippling. melting signs of spring,
warm, longer daylight.

Thawing warmth quickens;
life rhythms corresponding
ancient cycles flowing.

Summer

Long warm hazy days,
shouting children run and play.
“Let’s go to the fair”.

Come look, there’s a snake,
evolution at its best.
No, its not a pest.

Graceful, masterful
swallow in perfected flight.
We watch in delight.

Metamorphosis

Chrysalis breaking;
a new form overtaking,
freed from confinement.

Metamorphosis:
Winged wonder soon will depart;
showing what it is.

Unsustainability

Dozers dueling earth;
plowing under, asunder
overturned plunder

Unsustainable:
weathered carcass of topsoil.
Irreclaimable.

Spirituality

A dawning new day;
multi-hued new morning light:
A changing of ways.

Philosophy

Potential Being;
pre-existent what could be,
brings forth existence.

Birth, death, cycles change;
elemental force being
everywhere the same.

Pre-destined free will,
potential is essential;
Existence becomes.

For more the the case for world unity see  http://onenessbecomesus.com.