Mystical Poetry, A Meditation

I put several poems up today after meditating all day and worshiping. They came spontaneously from the deep. I wrote them on two napkins furiously at lunch, front and back. I did not think about one word. I let it flow, wu wei. I offer it to you freely. Change it, hate it, love it, paint it, just have fun. There was a path that led here for me. If you explore these ideas in my babblings, you may find it and maybe your babbling will join others’. It is a pure creative place. Connections to anything are possible, but guided by your intent. My intent is to sing a new song.

https://quantumunderground.com/2015/07/01/my-soul-sings-a-praise/

https://quantumunderground.com/2015/07/01/my-last-will-and-testament-our-heartsong/

I peacefully sent these out into the world in Love and they touched another one calling to the deep. We touched and started vibrating and playing with words like children, no thoughts, just love and curiosity. We made a song together. He wrote this for me after we finished playing and read my heart words.

https://seshatwuji.wordpress.com/2015/07/01/when-my-soul-returned-to-me/

This is a mystical thing, meaning I can’t explain, but here we are. I see clearer now. Our songs are rising and there is a new generation of spiritual awake people and explorers not afraid to make drastic jumps, writing their stories and yearning in mystical poetry. We are exploring the corridors of the Human Mind, Heart and Spirit. The cost of entry is your life. Truly, you must lose yourself to find your true self. We are conjurers, bringing reality in to being. We are going to rewrite the future of the Universe with our words and lives. You’ll see.

This is surely the source and power of creation flowing. Our words will flow out to others and so on and so on and ripples upon ripples. We are programming the future. We are master software programmers of the soul.

When I stopped and heard my voice, I sang and longed for others to join. I can create these word flowers from my heart without thinking. It is mystical and joyful. I found others following this spontaneous path. We taught ourselves to sing. We grew up in pain. Lost perhaps. Our voices are joining. His words washed over my soul in Love. I have never felt such things. These are mysteries. I am humbled. I have found my voice. I will roar and I will thunder in the dark. And my song will join with all the others in the Universe and we will Become what we long to be. I am in another’s hands now. Lifted high! Vibrating with the Universe. Feeling it all. Deep cries out to deep. I will not be quiet 😉 I am a mystic cast on the waters of the soul feeling my way and I will sing! Come sing with me.

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