The Continue, A Twin Flame Release, Too Complete

There is this story,

so old that Time Itself bows out of it's keeping.

Before it was and in such simplicity,

We were.

Standing in existence and gazing into Eternity,

another value with the measure of forever,

it had to have been,

a second in a moment's grace.

Brought together by more than chance,

the plan was the stance of whom knew,

how grand the life of Two joining as One could be!!

The example,

of how to value the gift of the Cosmos,

as it streamed into what is deemed.

The vast and ever growing Universe at play,

this dynamic would be the guide,

showing us the Way!!

Being the Tell and mapping out the coming Hell,

as not a disaster,

but a route to a rapture,

so we may Continue,

not be kept or imprisoned by stature,

rather complement each in After.

The recovery of what has been lost,

can only be found when you wake to know,

the sound of Two roaring as One,

a numerical lead.

The unity of an eternal flame produced,

the burning desire to grasp the truth,

a recognized and valued root.

In Growth 'we' suffer reality,

with Sight 'we' gain ability,

in Remembrance 'we' embrace our Source,

in Constance 'we' know our tomorrow Our Now.

This is the example of how,

the show of a cosmic stow,

the beauty of such a throw,

a natural glow,

the shimmer of a Know.

Natural understanding,

in a magnetic connection,

nurturing the guidance of only what we were taught,

in all but silence.

I say,

be who you know yourself to have been,

shine like the sun that will never set,

recognize the glory of the light shed upon the Moon in her darkest sted.

The most incredible route,

the source of which I tout,

know your shout is the ample voice,

provided so you may make a choice,

know you're noise.

Forced opinion, 

the gag that will silence a sign,

will bury you in an uncomfortable find.

The Tomb of an extinguished life,

lost too sound and never to be found,

it will be the burial shroud,

and it proves to be the death of only what is known,

as the doubt that is cast upon the innocence of faith in an eternal deed.

The Pepper In Salt

I believe in Singularity,

a paradox,

the product of,

'A Delivery'

 that provides Sum,

to tabulate,

or, too,

be Free-From, 

what has been done.

To kill the Instinctual Heritage,

retrospective to Our given birth,

deemed an imprisoned state,

Few make mention,

 of memories which I adore:

'A Life Before.'

The Cause & Affect,

which make many, abhor,

the opening of such a door.

A Given State,

of 'The Lore' replayed,

sung by Ancients,

a Source, an Origin,

which can support,

the Questions,

by delivering the Answers,

a Roar of so much more than Die.

Albeit an Invitation,

experience of a situation,

the growth at least for Me,

is without a hesitation.

I love the fact,

when you look back,

there is no loss in knowing the cost,

for the gains of such:

Remain

To Educate or Too Train,

the Mind with Reflective Thought.

Allows a broader,

respective view,

to Continue, in a Begin;

 Anew!

A simple stand,

delivering a complex hand,

a Poker Game it seems,

reminds me of the time I wrote,

this blurb, 

I thought, I loved.

Simple Complexity

In complexity there is simplicity,

once you see simplicity you once again

understand how complex simplicity really is.

When you no longer see the complexity

in simplicity, you begin your own

extinction due to your lack of vision

into the complexity that simplicity

provides.

Understanding that simplicity provides

complexity with an infinite number

of simple equations to be understood.

You then realize, that in simplicity

you find complexity, which is

the biggest and most complex

puzzle, found, but not understood.

A settlement of a mind that broke,

brought these Words,

that flowed with Hope,

to build My-Self,

back from: Chore.

This Structure of My Reason,

a Riddle I suppose,

received by none with interest,

laughed at,

brought Me tears.

Predisposed

In the After,

which was before,

I reminded my Mind to Know,

it is 'The Motto' written,

that complete expression of,

a Natural & a Driven Purpose,

that I doth should love.

I was a life that listened,

inasmuch I know,

Patience has delivered,

a Life of all I show.

~

 

 Stand proud!!
Allow your posture to be your Voice!!
Then your words can be your grace!!
Remember,
Silence is golden, until it is broken,
that is when you go Platinum!!
This is our heritage,
Freedom is priceless
and
will cost you everything
with
no promises. 

~

Is there Piece in Love?