aliens, angels and you

a friend recently asked me:

where do i find the aliens?

which is synonymous with angels

but people these days feel funny using such terms

as a dogmatic manipulative religion hijacked the term

the angels and aliens are in and around everything

hidden under rocks, floating over your shoulder and sitting next to you on the bus

but if you want to find them....

close your eyes, look up into the center of your brain, relax and breathe

you will be amazed what you can see and where you can go

with intent, belief and patience

they are you and you are them

and if you want to see the aliens or angels

which are you

you just have to ask yourself to show yourself

your true beautiful spotless self

unhindered, unabashed and unafraid

look up with with a knowing

and be whisked away

to a foreign yet unquestionably familiar home

nobodies there and no bodies there

at least not yet

until we all remember

our full potential

and our true purpose

not to make money, acquire goods and gain recognition

but to love and live

free

of all limitations 

with no boundaries, judgements, questions or fears

the aliens and angels are waiting

and do not forget that they are you

waiting for you

to remember so you can wake up

and become ONE

with everything

see you there lovers

turn your head it is easier that way

dont bother reading any of this.

because you dont believe it anyways

so stop looking now

there are much better things to do

like yelling  into a mirror

and judging what you once held onto

there is no time for reading 

there is money to be made

and words to take back

and a dying life to live

ignore the eternal 

and it will force its way in

because it is all there is

and convenient distractions will only suffice for so long

which is not much longer

but stop reading now

because there is nothing new here

just the same old thing

from every eon passed

as each and every aeon awakens

it is just the same old truth

and it shall be manipulated and ignored

just like it always has

thats the story

denial of the truth

out of fear

or blood lust

watch him walk down the lane

and pretend you dont know him

as every scar is reopened with a new strike

lifetimes apart but the same thing

over and over

nailed up

this world is nothing but the imagination of a dying man nailed to some wood.

electric reality

deciphering information

as it flickers in and out

of existence

 faster than we can notice

or can handle

everything is a symbol 

for something else

but eventually it all leads back to the same thing

the song

the word

the beginning

virtual holographic rainbow emitter

in a golden ratio

we spin the wheel of fortune

but vanna and pat dont work there anymore

its just us

justice.

its just you.

the old chrildrens rhyme from the sea

i am rubber and you are glue

you know the rest

i will take it all on

so you can feel what your saying about yourself

and at the same time i will speak of love

because you are also rubber and i am glue

so i will keep on loving you

so it will bounce back eventually

but just remember that i am still rubber

and you are glue

so watch what you say

because judgements can get thrown around for a while

but they always come home to roost

what have you been throwing out there

i will take it

but i assure you it will bounce back.

and that is why i love you.

truly.

Dont forget what you remembered

Forgotten.

Remembered.  Yet not quite ready.

Denial. As the truth is a bit much.

Thrown aside.

Forgotten.

But the truth is the truth

And despite how hard it is to believe

It is the truth

And we will remember what we remembered

No longer will it be able to be denied

And why would you ever want to?

It takes confidence.

It takes love.

Combining the voice of your body, mind, heart and soul into one.

Combining your senses into one.

Becoming one.

Dont be scared of what is in your heart.

Do not fear a thing.

oh my goodness...everyday.

bubbling under the surface

denied by most

felt by all

we are going for it babies

it was written thousands of years ago

they talked about today

all over the world

thousands of years ago 

looked forward to now

here we are

here it comes

it may seem like nothing is going on

but in the blink of an eye

like a thief in the night

snap of the fingers

but it relies on us

we can not get there until it is accepted

what needs to be accepted?

that must be figured out for oneself

it is just the truth

about life

what it is, what it means, where its going

written thousands of years ago

so hard to believe 

but it is the truth

and that is all there is

everything else will fade

except the truth

open your hearts and your minds

and forget everything you think you know

breathe. watch. feel.

we are going home

do not be afraid

let go

and have a a blast

you are divine.

sitting on the dock of the bay

so close

so close

so close

yet so far

but not really

it depends where you are standing.

two hearts will combine into one.

it has taken hundreds or thousands of lifetimes.

and we have one more.

but that One is it all.

so it goes.

on and on forever and ever.

until it is over.

memories. memories. memories. 

memories of the future.

see you in the past tomorrow and the day after that.

zero point.

i love you.

YOU.

Return

apart. together.

together. apart.

apart. together.

together. apart.

meeting yourself over and over and over. 

saying goodbye to little bits of yourself over and over and over.

dividing.

conjoining.

exploding.

contracting.

breathe in.

breathe out.

and watch.

Purify

on fire from blazing a trail

very old but completely unique

this is all being documented

the paradoxical plasmate expands

reaching further 

past the supposed boundaries

there is always something to remember

stars trading places

in spaces infinitely vast yet almost non existent

to wake 

to sleep

to do

to be

do we even know what this means.

lighting fires since birth

the woods burned down but they replaced the space with housing developments

divisions of the same mind closed off in little boxes

the walls must come down 

so shatter those mirrors to open the doors

 

Love you. See Ya. Bye.

Wave goodbye.

It is all you can do as you float away.

You reach out and try to hold on.

But apparently there is a parachute attached to your back.

And a mighty wind has taken hold.

Wave goodbye. 

Little bits of yourself you do not need anymore.

What was once familiar and friendly has turned cold and stagnant.

Riding waves through a stinky pond.

Surfs up bro.

Goodbye.

At the end of the world.

Enola. 

at the end of the world.

one plus one equals two.

two minus one equals one.

over and over again.

in a short lifetime that feels like eternity.

two minus one equals one.

over and over again. 

Alone.

All one.

shattered.

 

the last one.

roams on.

five senses become one.

one conversation.

with everything.

but alone.

All one.

at the end of the world.

nobody's  there.

no bodies there.

in the blink of an eye.

those eyes.  floating.

one plus one equals one.

it is over.

forever and ever.

until we decide to forget again.

Time speeds up to a grinding halt

Mirrors reflecting reflections of mirrors which are reflecting a reflection for a few other mirrors which happen to be reflecting each others reflection and at the same time reflecting other reflections that came from the other. 

Slowly those reflections of reflections of reflections of reflections start cracking, breaking, shattering.  One by one they all come down.  The veil thins with each lost mirror. Time speeds up to the speed of light in order to reach no time.

A spinning vortex with three lassos around it all being pulled in different directions.  Tired of spinning it will stop.  All three ropes snap. 

Silence.

Rest.

Amen.

Mind over Matter