Light Born Way

by Dominic Daley

April 11 – July 22, 2011
second draft

Riders of wave field's slip springing are picking up speed now in the frothing flux of life.
Our hot block womb cooling, seizing up, evaporating out, as pulsing in birth pains quaking strife.
Root cellars stocked, priories assessed, a Maker of choice infused with overload contacts.
Be it your Mother, celestial mechanics, or the expanding Creative Universe we inhabit, packs
of the religious are reflecting on Buddha, on the Christ, as Earth the gassing fat lady farts furious.
Clerics of hate whaling clueless about Love can cause snowing in summertime, bringing injurious weather.

Sun- Physical Boby - human destiny meets in new flames of freedom, unconsciously from Sun heights, re-ascend full consciousness.

Time to spin away from lies to webs of Truth, learning over 40 thousand years a Neanderthal love into our Methuselah years.
Remember Collective Consciousness of Noosphere ' Ideas' got Pierre Teilhard Chardin defrocked brought on by church fears.
Chimpanzees fight, bonobos love, transcending above all 'shallow imposed boundaries', free of monkey business's steep price.
Wilhelm Reich psychoanalyst studied human orgasm died imprisoned in America, FDA burned tons of his books, the animal spirits slice.
Fire's of Freedom electrify the double done body politic, riding up, down the tiger's tail of future's bets reaping richly for few's either way gains.
Like old saws on petrified wood, no accounting for their accounting exists anymore, left with only the dragon's ancient fare of fear and greed remains.

With Mercurial speed, Winged Silver Seed ejects into the Universe expanding colorful clusters announcing revealed space.
The least among us will be first, as cream rises to the top so Creation skims from the rising Illumined congealed place.
Soldier sons and daughters never find their minds as mothers and fathers wither scalding horror concealed in their heads.
As the Family of Man bound to archaic traditions of tribal warfare tears whole cloth, reduced to the rag picker's threads.
Ask America the Beautiful how many wars can we wage? how many bases can we support? before legal contracts executed by a few.
So I pray to my Ancestors for peace and guidance while they smile Sun into my heart seeing Beauty arrange banker's table anew.

1 million to a 100 million private contractors work in war zones around the world for the learned Beautiful.
Employment is way up in war and peace, 750 bases in 125 countries, is this the peace economy we yearn for?
Killers repent, stop the chaos, learn to love like Great Mother Tree or Lord Jesus, dredge up love's language.
Pacific blue takes Japan's radioactive waste as Western hemisphere ecosystems edge towards collapse of nature.
Bring our troops home, we need them here for the sun baked warped rails of D.C. have derailed us behind their wall.
Let us take our country back, nuclear off the table needs doing, as our economy is breaking us with a war fatigue fall.

Thoughts are things, see them all the time, makes one want to know 'just how can I keep growing a true knowing.
Times, places and people I remember bring a smile to my face and set the rhymes sowing my sentient soul's flowing.
Titans, Mother Nature's Crack out of Joplin, Thea, Nila, Letta, fortress's of Moon's glow, Sun mirrors greeting.
As Venus lights up the sunset so to it guides us along the chilled morning path to our Star Souls reunion meeting.
As they ate dates Connie graced us with new words, Linda and 2 burros hiked Pacific Coast trail to waters healing.
Germinate soul seeds giving birth to Will forces found in wise stones, seen in vital plants and our feeling animals.

Sun- Physical Body human destiny meets in new flames of freedom, unconsciously from Sun heights, re-ascend full consciousness.
Mercury- Sentient Soul fluidity bestows limbs coordinating our elastic swinging, stretching out into the world of Earth.
Venus- Sentient Soul Great Mother hottest atmospherics dress loved Earth in Beauty bestowing a light ether cover of star dust.
Earth- souls are born in the night of a womb's world into woven forms of light, germinating Will-forces of mineral, plant, animal.
Moon- Ether Body unfurled from secluded beings in the Moon's great glowing might, fortress mirror of sun, mirror of the Universe.

We are the Solar system, we are the Universe, that's the secret chatter in our ancient DNA.
Let us free ourselves like colliding galaxies producing star's stuff clouds molding matter.
Freedom rings from Mars as we sleep slid into telepathic webs spiraling Intelligence strands.
Come in unconscious yet can leave in full consciousness, rising illumined Suns on shifting sands.
Me curial creatures winged footed with Creation's speed, long stretching, spiraling flock soars.
Forget what they brainwashed you with, Aristotle did not believe or know of the glowing docks floors doors.

I AM the Sun, bright as the starry night's background light an illumined union on high.
Swinging in their orbits are the planets rounds, wrapped in the wandering lover's sky.
For no love greater than that of the Great Mother Tree for spotless Creator Father Sun.
We are forms of light, brightly woven in the cloak of the celestial expanse cooling run.
Intelligence can balance chaotic nights dark minds death with daylight's loving reach.
Yet truthfully, time and logic do cover us with a thread bare, red herringbone breech.

Sun- Physical Boby human destiny meets in new flames of freedom, unconsciously from Sun heights, re-ascend full consciousness.
Mercury- Sentient Soul fluidity bestows limbs coordinating our elastic swinging, stretching out into the world of Earth.
Venus- Sentient Soul Great Mother hottest atmospherics dress loved Earth in Beauty bestowing a light ether cover of star dust.
Earth- souls are born in the night of a womb's world into the forms of light, germinating Will-forces of mineral, plant, animal.
Moon- Ether Body unfurled from secluded beings in the Moon's great glowing might, fortress mirror of sun, mirror of the Universe.
Mars- Intellectual Soul concessions still enduring, creative ringing in free speech into a sleep talking world.
Jupiter- Spiritual Soul, thinker of planetary system, cultivates creative thought gracing forming forces, reveals cosmic present.

As we evolve into something greater we are then in the Cosmic Dance of Soul's unfolding.
Then the cosmic present and the revelations that come, are your particular being as told.
Then from a craggy fortress upon the Moon we can mirror the Universal Star bright within.
In a cosmic present we find grace of place to form new connections in the might of light.
Ancient past, new futures, the choice is ours, timorous stances conceal a Titan's nation.
We are Creation's creativity,'let's roll' material worldviews to reveal our Being mutation.

As all about us are sliding down the slopes of tired environments and failing global economies clutch.
Remember we are more than this parade of passing whims and fads, most ailing for the simple human touch.
Antiquities of past events repeated again and again until we realize, we are Eternal Returns New Being.
Forms of Light seeking our epicenter's place and space as transformations set shadows flickers fleeing.
Enough industrial-military wealth generation, we are now the 'generation of regeneration Flames.
Soon our time here will be up, Get Eternal Now in a Peace economy, or become numbers in nameless graves.

Think forward, not of economics of scale, meaning the rich get richer while the poor get poorer for reptilian heads.
Know our wealth is greater than 'bigger is better' and resides in the frontal lobes of our brains own creation beds.
Frigid ice giants point the way of a cooling Earth, soon we will be the golden frozen ass with out-gassing relatives.
No president, no billionaire, no self-help gurus can pull us from global solar system metamorphoses passing before us.
Can we grow, knowing of the crimes and lies we have been fed, war creation to germs unleashed, a range of death ways?
Our Spirit Self remembers harm, the charm of a flowing knowing is sowing word seeds that light germination for change.

Be Here Now, you are a solar system, a Life-Spirit creation finding the blue green gases Grail.
Deep dream Trees of Life, participatory creationism on an indigo Spirit-Beings scaled-up trail.
Consciousness is ours, not the government's calculus of slow orbits away from the waring planet.
Our minds can free us, DNA is our intuition transmitter, allowing us to move mountains of granite.
LSD's mind expansion to soul's parallel universes to uncover alien's panspermia chemical marriage.
Gas giants, outer planets, places to discover our cooling schooling riding in Neptune's carriage.

Life of the party once, rocking with Peter now as rainmaking fool learned from Dad about wealth creation.
Discovered my life standing among the wounded homeless, taking stock there to I write words of self health.
Realized we are all in potential phenomenologically bright, sparks igniting in cold dispersed gases.
Mixed in elements of the Universe, we harken back to our ancient roots of Celestial Angelic Classes.
Aristotle believed the Ultimate was unknowable fetters, Plato's Ideas are of a trans personal growing.
Our Souls live in seas discovered, starry letter's inner genetic scripts awakened in our glowing knowing.

Now we consecrate our space existence solar system with the evolving Adept to becoming' entangled fields of Soul-Star's flickering beacons of light.

Beginning of the End to new Beginnings

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