One of the greatest tragedies of all time has been losing our ability to love one another. If only we could all see beyond the false divisions that have been created by the twisted, maniacal people in power, we would flourish and grow like a flower in a far away world where peace still exist in a solemn state.
Our societies could prosper beyond our greatest expectations, we could experience the glorious wonder of the human spirit which is meant to be free, loving and filled with joy. If only we could find the courage to get past our differences and learn to love one another again, to help each other, share knowledge, talk to one another and realize that we’re all in it together. Life is meant to be beautiful, it is meant to be pure and filled with abundance, free from struggle, free from hate, fear and worry. Why is it that we cannot see this? Why is it that we no longer see the path although it has been shown to us in countless ways throughout time?

We’ve lost our way. We have forgotten who we truly are and that is eternal souls. We’re here for a reason and that is to the be the absolute best we can be. We are here to reach our maximum potential. We don’t see the beauty around us any more, we just walk right past, like sheep with blinders, always in a rush to make it through the day. The sun is shining but we don’t stop to feel it’s warmth. The light we once shared as one is gone. We no longer crave for a return to the Truth that is meant to set us free. Slowly we are killing our own existence… we are destroying this planet, killing love one human being at a time. What will it take for us to Wake up from the nightmare we have created with our own negative minds? Why do we feel so powerless against this negative machine fuelled by hate, fear and all the other wasted negative emotions? We are trapped but you know, it doesn’t have to be this way.

I wrote a poem which I doubt will make much sense to most of you but here it is for those that care to listen:
Wake up. Wake up. Please wake up. Don’t give up on me, kind soul. Look what I found! Lift the veil… Now do you remember who you are? Can’t you recall? Wake up, please wake up. Look what I found! Let me point you towards the light, it’s so quiet and warm and full of love. It’s calling out to you every day in so many ways. The truth is right there in front of you, just a hair ahead. Can you see it now? Open your eyes, don’t be confused. It doesn’t take much to wash your eyes and see that it’s just a hair ahead. Please, look, please open your eyes. It’s right there, the Truth is right there. Look up, look up. Not to the sky, no, it’s not in the sky… it’s in your mind when it touches your heart, it opens up. Open it up and be free at last. Ease the pain, any second it will be gone. But if you don’t open it up and I fall, we fall into a…

Robotic State

I can’t see any more. I know nothing again. We’re stupefied, thinking we’re smarter with every century but all we do is feel less and less… we’ve forgotten, you/I make me feel so lost. It’s all so dark here, it’s all so gloomy, I remember only a twinkle and I struggle to recall because I know something isn’t right, but it makes me weak and so I just forget.

What happened today? Where is everyone now? There is no kind soul here. We’ve gone down our separate ways again, have we? Now we’ve become lost again, separated by darkness, each and every one of us racing down separate paths. Is there is no way out of this maze now? Is this what I will come back to when it all ends? Another maze for me and you? Help me learn again. Help me know who I am again. If you remember, so will I. There is nobody to talk to. There is nobody here any more.  I keep coming back to the same and its not reincarnation like they promised, its just coming back to a world I left behind, a world I helped to destroy, every time it’s worse but its my fault. It’s your fault, its our fault.

I need to escape this and return to the Truth where I never forget who I really am, but they won’t let me, because you won’t let me and so I don’t let me. I’m trapped, you’re trapped, we’re trapped. If I Break Free, will you break free with me? Do you dare to break free?  Or will it be again another morning when I wake, the same where I’m weaker for another season, again and again, as the world spins around until I die only to come back to another robotic state.

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