I was physically moved, as I found the wind tossing my restless hair; and within the breeze was the whisper of our memories. It echoes the bond that was always left unspoken. But now you are here. With me. And I feel almost home.

Messages from the great unknown, gently lead me on. Past you, to a place without you in it. I follow the path, the one that dreams are made of, not really knowing where I go. But then, do I really care? Do I really have to know?

Sometimes the surreal leads you by the hand to an unknown horizon. It blazes a path of wonder and speculation, but it then quickly shows you truth, veiled behind symbols and metaphor. The truth is exposed -there to look square in the eyes.

The question many face is whether we have the courage to greet truth, as if it were a friend. Is it right to look at revelation with such intimate familiarity? How does one rescue sober reality, in this world of my surreal escape?

I call out to none. I applaud the empty clarity of the abstract. I wonder….what will I remember when the sharp poke of reality stabs at my side?

As I ponder, I think, “I should take a note”. I slowly grab the pencil and the notepad that I always carry in the back pocket of my mind. I start to write and the tip of the pencil breaks. As it breaks it drops little droplets of red, an ancient blood, the blood that wisdom shed. And I silently wept tears of understanding. The paper suddenly shred, into a million, tiny pieces, under a power—all of its own.

And I wander, back to the very beginning . . . which is really the end of nothing at all. And I dream, and I dream. And then as the sun peeks into the very corners of my mind, I think back…and suddenly its gone. Or is it really?

“So ALL went well” there the guard said when he brought me here to hell. Day was cold. Today I was told to “say your last farewell”
“farewell” was well, so I chose no matter what I had to say they would never listen, the courts were filed and the book was published.

Woke up again like every other day stuck in a wall trapped between the illusions in my mind and they fill me with the ending doubts I’ve felt, maybe I did commit the crimes of what I did not but who is to say that I did not for I’ve spent the time I have lived trapped within walls being told I have sinned. And she screams when I remember, sweet God december, barren and cold as I become what I have despised
I am sent away, laid to waste turned to sweet no things, kiss me goodbye.

Fire was out so I threw it away and lighting sounds that echo out rings to the guards their remembrance, and I see again for one last time a tree, laid to waste from the illusions in my mind. As they fry me to waste remembering the times when I saw and felt alive with my love in my arms one last time. The phone never rings and the lever is pulled as drip sweats down my face.

“What can I say I guess it wasn’t meant to be” Is all I can hear from the life thats escaping me.

I lie down on my bed and use breathing techniques to get started. I breathe deeply through the nostrils, deepening every breath and concentrating on the breathing. This helps clear my mind of thoughts that rush into my mind. At first, it was very difficult to clear these thoughts away, until I learned they need to flow through my brain to be set free. I cross my ankles and place my hands crossed on my chest. Then I imagine a white light, starting at my toes and slowly filling up every inch of my body to the top of my head. This was difficult at first, but after years of practice, I can do this instantly now.

The next step is to enter the stream of consciousness that flows through the ethereal realm of every human beings thoughts, ideas and words. At this point my soul has gone from my body into the stream. What a wondrous place to be. I have seen everything from spectrums of colors to beautiful scenery of space and can feel others emotions and thoughts. If I want to concentrate on one particular person, my soul being can see where they are and what they are doing. If I want to seek wisdom, a whole new dimension opens and I find that every question I ask is easily answered. Perhaps this is from the Creator, for I then feel very open to enlightenment.

From the stream, I can develop my understanding of life and death. I have learned that death is actually being born into another realm and that physical birth is actually the beginning of death. I know that may be hard to understand unless you have been there, but I believe it to be true. I have learned that the only thing important in our being is love. Nothing else truly matters. I do not speak of romantic love, but a feeling of love for all creatures and all mankind. If you travel far enough, you will encounter beings of light. I believe they are angels. They will talk to you, mentally of the things your soul needs to do to prepare for your future. They will tell you that you we are all children of the Creator. Just as those of you who have children, when we are bad we will be punished and when we are good we will be rewarded. I continue to journey through this stream, always finding something new to discover.

If you have never meditated, you do not know what you are missing. It does not have to be the way I meditate. You must find the way that suits you best. If you are seeking knowledge and enlightenment of the soul, you should strongly consider meditation as a beginning to a path that will lead you toward who you really are meant to become.

There is a stream of consciousness that is the energy to where all of your thoughts become reality. The choice you make or the thought you have is sent into this stream. It becomes a part of the collective unconscious. The energy flows to everyone at all times. It may become the next thought of someone you do not even know. It flows around us at all times. Kindness is sent to everyone. Cruelty is sent to everyone. Love is sent to everyone. These thought seep into the unconscious parts of our mind that become our reality. If fear is what you feel, then fear is sent there. If courage is what you feel, then courage is sent there. Every emotion is sent there for others to pick up on. Though they do not realize it, it is hidden deep inside the brain and May or may not become reality, depending on that persons’ choice.

As I choose to write these words, they become real energy. Whether or not you choose to read them makes no difference. If you do read them, perhaps they will have a physical or mental effect on you. If you choose not to read them, they still are sent to the stream of reality that pervades any given thought to any person aware and thinking of the same or similar thoughts. I know it is difficult to comprehend. I know some will think this nonsense and scoff at these words. Nevertheless, they are within the flow of energy that is surrounding all of us.

Most of us live our lives in the hustling, bustling world of work and taking care of our children or whatever takes up your time. We tend not to think of these things because we just do not have the time to dwell on this subject. Perhaps you have never heard or read of this philosophy. You should take the time to do so, because it is the most important reality on the earth.

Live for each moment. Make every moment you have count for something. Sure, there are times to relax and enjoy a television show or a movie or whatever hobby you enjoy. There is nothing wrong with that. We all need our down time to energize our spirits and souls. But the time must come to face a greater reality than just living life as we see fit. We must become aware of the greater occurrences in our lives. We must try to seek enlightenment. Some choose religion to seek enlightenment. Some seek meditation and solitude. No matter how you choose to become more knowledgeable about the higher sources of our being here on earth, it only matters that you try. To live a life without seeking the greater good is to live a life of little value. Perhaps you already recognize the path toward becoming a better human being. This is good for you and I applaud your attitude. Perhaps you seek no meaning for this life and that is a very sad thing.

It matters not the color of your skin or the place where you live or the religion you seek. We are all a being of a Creator who expects us to strive to enlighten our souls for the greater good. There have been many people in the past who have done so and have helped the world toward this cause. The great seekers of truth who have helped shaped our lives are to be highly commended. They have left a written or oral history which we find helps us to meditate on the true values of life.

I do not consider myself a wise man. I am just like you, born into a world of deep complexity. I seek a higher truth because I feel the need inside my soul to become more than I am. Please try thinking of such things. If you become a person who seeks knowledge you will find yourself seeking still a higher knowledge. This may lead you to become a fulfilled soul. Share your thoughts with others. Share your love for humanity. Share your reality.