The sad thing

The sad thing
is humanity is ridiculed
when from their heart they sing.
Such a sad affair when
we hate those who care.
When innocence is frowned upon.
Simplicity is foolishness,
Deception is confused
as wisdom.
Such a sad thing
when beauty is ignored
flowers unseen.
Tears poor out,
from the hearts.
Silenced from truth,
All that hurt,
rolling around.
Never ending,
lost in lies.
Why cant we see,
those blue skies.
Value love,laughter,
right now, no after.
Had enough of all this disaster.

a reply to: ancientthunder

Sometimes AT, I think that one day in Heaven, somebody wondered " what happens if I am not truthful" . And when they did a door was opened to them with the reply,"walk through here if you want to know".

Sometimes I think that this could be what it is all about. Just learning this. Oh how I long for that door to open once more for me to walk back through where these lies no longer abound.

a reply to: TerryMcGuire
How cruel, maybe need to ask the same question in reverse! Walk through this door if you want to know the truth and forget the lies.

a reply to: ancientthunder

I"m sorry? You took my reply as cruel?
Maybe I'm more lost here than I thought.

I am just starting to realize, I mean really realize how incredibly funny this all is. I can feel this cosmic belly laugh, rumbling below. Just think of how nuts this place is? Whats up is down, whats down is up, good is bad, justice is injustice. And we though this was real. Its just a total immersion game and we are truly avatars. I used to actually get scared, feel anxiety, not totally love myself, myself? you mean this material conveyance (my body) I've been riding around in? The car I drive is not who I am. LOL! Aham Brahmasmi.

a reply to: ancientthunder

How beautiful. And how true.

a reply to: HUMBLEONE

Indeed. And adding to your list, when black is white and white is black.

It is quite sad. So much potential totally wasted. If THIS is some kind of experiment, we have utterly failed at it.

originally posted by: TerryMcGuire
a reply to: HUMBLEONE

Indeed. And adding to your list, when black is white and white is black.

"When black is the colour when none is the number"

Bob Dylan

a reply to: ancientthunder

Beautiful



s&f

a reply to: TerryMcGuire
No I meant how cruel that experience, to be shown lies but to become surrounded by that which one is experienced.

So pleased this is in English.

Otherwise I wouldn't have had a #ing clue what anyone was on about.

originally posted by: TerryMcGuire
a reply to: HUMBLEONE

Indeed. And adding to your list, when black is white and white is black.

Thank you. and a star for you dear Terry. and let me buy you a couple of virtual microbrew IPA's

The day the weak, greedy, hypocritical, who consider themselves powerful ask themselves what happened to finding good work, or honest people that they would manipulate with ease, and find good help is so hard to find. They will ask what happened to quality. Or what happened to the luxuries of having caviar, or nice clean hydrating water, or a bright sun to tan in some tropics has gone behind the angry black clouds, and those who bathe in the light will ask God, what happened and why?

God will ask and say "Beg for my forgiveness, since you are the pretender. Beg with all the fear that were instilled into others by such schemes, for squandering all the gifts I left on Earth and you didn't know the meaning of work".

The most beautiful line in this poem for ME is:

'innocence is frowned upon'.

It is so true, and it breaks my heart. Always be yourself and never let anyone influence you!

a reply to: Specimen

Zoommmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Ploink.

or honest people that they would manipulate with ease

Actually, Specimen, yeah, your whole post just oozed karmic justice.

a reply to: ancientthunder

We all seek reinforcement and thus a sense of belonging, but sometimes we have to let it go and step inside of ourselves, and face ourselves, for better or for worse.

Accidents happen. But at the same time, everything can evolve in geometric patterns and larger truths can emerge that show that what appears to be disastrous can have an entirely different meaning in the grand scheme of things.

Preparing For the Singularity

I found this saved in one of my documents.

How wonderful. This poetry is so beautiful.

Did you write this?

Sort of touched me in the right place at the right time, needed to hear this. Too much cynicism and frustration lately.

originally posted by: HUMBLEONE Its just a total immersion game and we are truly avatars.

Like it!

Best Regards,

Lea