Wagner's Poetry

[Wagner]

We skry as we leap upon these pillars of ancient stone,
Towards their pinnacles, to their peak, we push past through the known
By being wed as twin-sword lovers, seven lights encircle the sky,
We cry, we rive the seven worlds, then in clarity we die.
And there we dine and we dance amidst the thrill of thrilling life
In supernal beauty beyond the culling and the cutting of the knife
Of shape and name; we do the same,
For which we are and not, no form there can we claim...

Mute second forsaken, the first becomes
A familiar flow to be in, like children
Attain we our dauntless will to attune
To the way o’er the pastures of lien.

[Wagner]

The Maze of Daedalus
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Just remember that the first is not the least,
An admirable and hidden intelligence,
Mysterious dawn of effulgence,
Ever resting, never ceased.

The great doorway of all,
Indivisible, too vast to know
What crown atop the pristine regions
From whence the fire and waters flow.
Opening the Eye of Shiva destroys
The objective universe,
Our conception of it,
And even Himself.
And us as we can possibly be.
*blink* *blink* *blink* *blink* *pop*
Death in nameless obscurity in mediocrity
Used to be a fragment. Ha ha!

Never dulling the lithe light, the clouds passed
The sun in the sky;
They didn't extinguish the sun;
No, at no time could.
But the clouds momentarily rain down division;
It gleams off the glass gems of cloud-blinded vision.
We must turn to face the sunlight, strained
To repel the bouts of empty rain--
Or then the Light will come,
It will release us;
Pure life in rapt and holy embrace.

[Unseeking Seeker]

Enjoyed ‘The Maze of Daedalus’

[Wagner]

Originally Posted by Unseeking Seeker

Enjoyed ‘The Maze of Daedalus’

Cool. :)



De Folie pour Quatre Roses
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I have searched for You in the depths;
In the depths I have searched.
I have spoken Your Name to others,
Seeking Your secret place,
And they understood It not,
They taunted and laughed

My dearest,
How You tease me
And mock me
And ensconce, yea, surround me
Your blessing here inside me
And around me,
So simple I can't take...
--
Take this worm dire,
Vile reflection
And make its dissolution
Cast aglow Your perfection
--
I preach the religion that is not a religion
I praise the name that is not a name
I pride the soul where there is no self
I worship the god that is No God
--
In the eyes of men and women am I
Beginning to see,
See Thee in them and in me
How beautiful Thou art in
All of Thy forms

To see Thee is to die
A death that others perceive
Not. Awakening from
The sleep whose dreams
Are called "waking."

I reach Thy State
For a brief moment
Until thought comes flooding in to
Tangle me in its maze
So swiftly; too quickly...
I lose Thy touch,
A fleeting memory it is.
And then how I do strive so again!

[Wagner]

I don't want false pretenses
Clouding my lenses
Towards love.
But the mere cessation of misery
Is not quite the genuine article
Of happiness...
It is just maintenance,
Inside or high above.

One thing that I'm good at
Remembering are the
Things that I've done wrong;
Conduit of continuity.

In truth
I'm much more prone towards encouraging
Or building up,
Not tearing down.
And if I do anything which defenestrates your worldview,
It may be a flaw of mine.

Having the experience of
"I forgot my math book in my locker..."
All the hatred in the world that you
Harbor from your chosen side
Will not fix the problem.

And let it be known,
That they ALL use that anguish as a fulcrum by which to leverage their own attention-seeking, political points of view.

Was it all light weak?
Was it all so strong?
Went too far to seek what's right or the wrong.

Thirty US cents for the bathroom.
Fifteen cents for the chair.
Short fuses do not lend themselves to long burns.

[Nowayout]

There can be found Gods light in our miserable lot, it's more than personal bliss, it's a very divine understanding and acceptance of what we are.. you seem to point that out. It's such a mystery.. to me. My spirit grones within me.... not for personal bliss. I have that at times knowing the nature of my mind.

God's Peace be with you..

[Wagner]

Originally Posted by Nowayout

it's more than personal bliss.

I must be doing it wrong...



Olé, Miguel!
also called: "The Doctrine of Dynamic Receptivity"
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"I am your inside
I am divinity
I do come through you
You see what you want of me
I am not tainted,
Be-speckled by insight
Knowledge is just passage:
I am the right face"
- written by a fool

The Sun surges majestically over the horizon,
Behind the willows and upon the firmament.
These are all inward and grey to my eyes
For I know them not.

God is in all things. God is the Self.
And that is surely right here inside of our soul's window...all of the time...
Surely Right Here Inside...
You have only to look and see for yourself,
But first there are many curtains to remove from that window to behold.

Do so meditate thus
Sit still and quiet.

Yield taste. Yield smell. Yield touch. Yield hearing. Yield sight.

When this is done you will be obtained of real quietude (pratyahara). And then:

Yield belief. Yield disbelief. Yield logic. Yield nonsense. Yield reason. Yield cowardice. Yield unreason. Yield ceasing. Yield going. Yield inbound. Yield outbound. Yield desire. Yield worry. Yield stress. Yield disgust. Yield wrong. Yield right. Yield evil. Yield bravery. Yield strength. Yield weakness. Yield pain. Yield good. Yield pleasure. Yield treasure. Yield yea. Yield nay.

...many curtains...

Yield atheism. Yield theism. Yield country. Yield planet. Yield race. Yield color. Yield me. Yield you. Yield species. Yield religion. Yield science. Yield fate. Yield faith. Yield misery. Yield joy. Yield virtue. Yield destiny. Yield sin. Yield hope. Yield doubt. Yield title. Yield grade. Yield body. Yield spirit. Yield name. Yield form. Yield nothingness.

...so many curtains...
That's OK. I know too well.
Just Stop. Yield everything. Don't be afraid.
Don't ever be afraid.
You'll see. :)

Yield observation. Yield knowledge. Yield thinking. Yield feeling. Yield mind. Yield death. Yield striving. Yield life. Yield being. Yield yielding...

**********
**Shhh**
**********

This now ends.

"In the uttermost, innermost silence
Of our mind does God speak to us
In the language of What Is.

Amen."
- written by the Fool

It is in shame with remorse that these words to Your blessing,
O Lord, can but only be an affront to Your name. For as it is said:
"No human being can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison." (James 3:8)
Therefore: Yield all, be silent, OM.

[Wagner]

Speed away, a mode to nowhere,
Divide the conquered
Having conquered the divide.

Flying past the sheep pens of America:
Bleatings right to left,
Bleatings left to right;
Labels are the crook in the hands of its shepherds...

An open world lies in the seas of tomorrow,
The oceans drink, hoping to get through to water,
Oh, they're so Thirsty!!!!!!!!!!!

I live here in this tomb.
And my spirit is tormented by demons;
Living dead ones whose only purpose
Is their selfishness and conceit.
These demons are NOT my own...

My only solace is apathy,
For when one knows no happiness, this
Apathy is better than misery;
Temporarily numb.

Drain, drain, drain,
Let me dissolve again,
Drain, drain, let it drain,
Let me [censored] die!

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Solve et Coagula is the formula of completion. The first part of that formula represents the utter dissolution of all that one has and all that one is and all that one believes. The alkahest is Love. This Love eats away all attachment. It "dissolves" the epoxy which binds and coheres the constituents of the Ego. Real Love is not found in grasping but in uniting with that which is indivisible. Dissolve. But that's only part...

[Wagner]

Lucid dreams come to overtake the mind;
The mind, the culmination of all thought,
Arises to make believe...
Scattered.
Scatter the remnants, the thoughts, the creator,
The center, the source:
Scattered.

She came to the Court of the Pillow Queen,
So serene,
You know what I mean.
Where did she come?
Not here, she's with a pillow queen,
The garden green,
What do I mean?

Literature comprises its own liberty.
The days seem forever
As the years grow so short...

[Wagner]

Living my life in a jar.
I've been living my whole life in a jar,
So you know.
Living my life in a jar.
I've been living my whole life in a jar,
Won't you know?

Should I climb out?
Should I dig out?
Should I fly out?
Should I build myself to get out?

Living my life in a jar.
I've been living my whole life in a jar...