Ego is something that we don't need,It causes such strife and trouble indeed.Ego is only a shell;Yet it can send us to hell;For spirit lives on,And spirit is one.Ego is from when we were hurt,Or when we try to flirt;It's not real,Can't we feel;Don't we...

A poem about our own character.

If there is power in the name,Shouldn't it mean the same?To change it is a shame,Yeshua means 'God is our saviour' from Hell,Yet 'jesus' we couldn't tell.He came here pure and bright,And said it right;Worship the Father in truth,Right from the start of...

Whether it vibrates or makes any sound?The number of thingies that circle around?Whether it travels in clusters or waves?The time that it takes or the time that it saves?In the door, on the floor, in a brown paper bag,layed out straight in a line or in...

A Parable of the seed taken into gardening as poetry...

Here is something that makes us think,It's that feeling instinct;Haven't we noticed how fast the feeling goes?We don't even really feel it in our toes.It could be called extinct,As that is how it makes us think;Especially if we've had a drink,As then w...

Some people are so hurt, they've learned to be inert.

An autobiography of Yesisreal the water spirit, as an analogy of events and question of eternal life.

Play with fire,We will get burned;Is a koan,On loan.Don't pick a bone,Or moan;This is where we start,In the heart.People push,Because of hurt.In this sea of infinity;When we are out,There is much about.Remember run through nettles,We will get stung,Ego...

You say what's next,We tell you here and Now;If we are pure of heart,That's a start.When in harmony,The words flow,From where,Why care?With each day,There comes a new melody,To tell afresh,Of life's tests.

Partially Sublime, yet a Message Entwined

This is a parable explained in dimensions, as to make sure you are inline with Oneness each day.

Small rewards are offered those who sacrifice and teach.Wisdom has no value now and virtue's out of reach.Social values grant us great rewards for games we play.The sons of man divided into predators and pray.When will we realize that virtue is it's ow...