The Duality-evil is in the Criminal-gender Mortal-unforgiven Half-life Karma-details
Just as Duality is in Criminal Mortal Half-life Karma Denial, evil is in gender unforgiven life details denial too, so as we forgive others, as ourselves to make them disappear in our New Mind of Delight the disappearance of the Universe reveals all matter is a Separation-reflection of our, own self-hate Biology Karmic-gender Suffering-projection Shame Patsy-blame Collective-war Creation Mother-role Illusion.
Isn’t Chemical-solid Duality Future-progeny Mortal Sex-separation kidnapping a Gender-hate Punishing Karma Abuse-addiction Mortal-habit Motive-detail, that can, never experience Immortal Love Flux-flow Freeing-energy Love Source Life Force absolute unborn infinity as only, every Half-life experience keeps hollering in Empty Earth-sorrow Hollow Gender Howl-wailing echoes Proof-enough?
Don’t we all assume Codependent-Hate Karma Abuse-addition separation from our Mortal Duality-suffering Mother-addict Half-life switchback Role-reversal Karma Relationship-fail, or is this Collective-war Creation Mother-role Illusion assumption detail the origin of, all The Mother-replication Duality-evil Hollering in the Criminal-gender Mortal-unforgiven Mother Half-life Empty Earth-sorrow Hollow Gender Howl-wailing echoes Karma-details Proof-enough, already?
What sexually active Mother isn’t ignorant of her Precious Innocence, that allows her innocent abused child to, just be themselves-enlightening in an unborn infinite Immortal Love Life of Beauty and Truth Creative Intelligence Effulgent Existence, and who among us isn’t a Mortal Mother Narcissist via her Ownership Sex-slave Hubristic-role in Collective Mortal Duality Gender-hate Karma-addiction Creation-fail Survival-osmosis Separation-habit Birth-motive details?
What is Religion, except a Sex-death Grief Habit Fan-base Collective Money Medical Murder Mafia Business Drama to feed-on/off for protection from… ourselves really?
“Where did ya come from your Mother?”, or better yet “Where did your Sex Body come from Collective Mother Karma Abuse-addiction assumptions, that make as ass out of you, and me Mother-replications via Collective A-holiness Religious-habit Hi-test osmosis the Hate-assumption Marriage-consumption Gender-hate habit Miserable-progeny Punishing-mostest?”
Aren’t we, all on the Narcissist Mortal Mother A-holiness Holy Mum Gender-worship Satanic Queen Demon Cannibal Child-sacrifice Crown-team Sex-slave Vatican of shit Septic Earth Swamp-tank Metaphor Karma-habit Work-detail?
What Satanic leader isn’t a reflection of our Collective Mother-victim Howling self-hate genocide Rage-vengeance Single Parent Bastard Imbedded Osmosis Weaponized Progeny-motive?
I am Your Mother-replication, just like you are My Mother-replication, and it gets, real up close and personal to admit, and accept we, all are Ashamed Earth Collective Karma-replications of this lifetime Mother, and our past-life Karmic Mother-habit, that appears right in front of us all day, all night, and every day we pretend The Duality-evil isn’t in the Criminal-gender Mortal-unforgiven Half-life Mother-replication Xenophobic Earth-war World-genocide Karma-details???
Say Whaaa?
Now we can begin again, or not begin Death again, like many others cling like Green-envy Compari-son/daughter Kid-chewing Lime Mother-posse Saltwater Taffy Precious Innocence nose slime “Devil in the Dumbed Down Junk DNA Deaf “Dead Bury the Dead” Half-life Gender-hate Ignorant” of Light Origin Unborn Infinite Ethereal “Real Immortal Love Reality surrendering Life is in Forgiving Karma details.”
Multiplicity Loopdeeloo
Citizenry megalopolis, pile our corpses to the sky and raise our glasses of thinner air to fool our tower heads on high. Alienate, safely alienate and separate, our minds within our city suns to exploit our radiance as if planets were just our imagination from Worldly denial and parent fun. Answer the call like a nipple city on smooth flat resilient skin horizon within the glow of sulfur sculpture burning the eye’s attraction to the hum of bust and bustle. Parallel universe our Hologram like sparks of God within Worldly fires; star, sun, moon reflect our bodies within the stars of all our own movies. Point on high vertical line up our spinning planets flow relate our flux and Nadis in separation verses of un-cooperating multiple harmonies. Fake bridges to get around; empty Earth collapse the ground; gravitate the stunned so all alone; build separate Worlds to hide the Son; speak freely from empty words, and shoot the gun; shoot the gun.
Take the guilt right out of married sex to blame each other for what no others have or get, and raise children just like us to glow in cities made of dust. Dig big holes to prove the solid sound of iron bang and fill our hearts with big ideas of free love within tar circles of liar’s lust. Conjugate the verbs; invest the nouns of all the World; play night and day awake asleep; pretend the power never goes away. Manifold the infinite variations with as many rules and complications; walk the path of crippled feet until the time of time ends dear. What we carry on our backs are monkey minds and swinging fear from loopdeeloo and lonely hearts like all alone within big cities.
To experience Oneness, joy, and harmony within our whole universe from planet Earth, we need to let go creating bodies pretending we didn’t make believe from separate cells. There is a host of Holy within our Worldly multiplicity that heals and nurtures us as we welcome the Spirit of Oneness, love, forgiveness, and quiet the ego within prayer and meditation. Inner Worldly multiplicity parallel outer reflections of our division playing dramas in our organs like the planets of our own mysteries. To experience integration and fusion of alter personalities from big bangs of trauma soups, welcome hard ones with forgiveness under quiet ego within no-hyper hypnosis. Imagine good parents from deeper in our subconscious of all inclusive to mediate like Holy Spirit nurtures the dustiest of us; welcome all within our one heart of stillness and free the universe of space within one body of eternal rest.
Is it possible that we only pretend what seems to be the whole unexplored universe, past the planets and our sun, is just the perfect infinite mirror of our Worldly bodies functioning organs and the Son? Do we really wake up inside when we close our two eyes of duality; forget the body for a moment for strings of moment pearls, which only covered specks of dust that hid our inner sun? How can we trust blue wings that fly if we just give up the Worldly cities for country butterflies, and invest our welcome for all the seeming opposites within old minds from heavy gold and busy shining? What is our so called outer World except the mirror of a corpse that hides bright and lighter good ideas just under past and future generation of our dust? Is our only Father origin and Holy same and so simple that no one of us can blow the trumpet from the wordless for communion of infinite reunion?
I, for one and two and three and free, just want to make believe all vestments really begin Oneness for our true cause of Heaven just within. What would possibly make me want to invest outside even in wispy butterflies that burn my sulfur eyes on movie’s smoke? Perhaps I would like to try to save a body to prove my eternal youth, but even that would prevent the celestial travel required for light to the power of light. We could pray for a long coma, just to get knocked down or out, to stop our unconscious mind from blaming ourselves with self anger, while we shame-base behavior into our counter-clockwise spin. I swear what seems to keep us all going in scattered directions is all the ways we gratify ourselves with burdens to improve our proof of guilt, and keep avoiding sorrow within our brighter light.
Come in Welcome
No cities like this ever visit
Nor cold and drafty castles lofty
Where vermin endure after tenants
Enter this sort of tavern
Wise faces smile as masters
Drink only exotic liquids that add substance to our soul
Wisdom sparkles in all the humor and warm favor in the most wordless
Live crystals humming in colors
Take a corner booth all cushy and allow this new space to hug us
Simultaneous fun at all levels comforts our soul and mind
Wonderment in guiltless faces appears inside this miracle city of love masters
Laughing at tales of letting go
Red cheeks and twinkling eyes with serenity
Tell real stories of love’s demeanor
Let’s go...in