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   There is Justice in the world, As ignorance is rectified, By experience that, With awareness, brings Wisdom.   There is Justice in the world, As one moves away from reaction, Through Faith, in the heart, Toward the conscious choice of Love.  As true Freedom bears Love, Our Earth is the begetter, Through awareness bearing Wisdom, And Faith bearing the choice of Love, Of Free Will.

    Rattling electronic lights Speak of Ahrimanic delights. Severed concentration: These elements are of an estranging situation.  The demands:  Meet them all if you will. A distorted life of mind,  Is a bitter pill. Rather than go yet further From the truth and the moment, Turn off the screens, and put an end to the torment.

      Eyes of bright love, See dim pain, Cut through the clouds, see the rain. By living Thought, And loving Word, The same it Will, Not be again.

     Man sees the World, He interprets according to his life. Man communicates the World, He speaks according to his life. Man creates in the World, He creates according to his life. Man is alive in the World, His life is the multitudinous Life of the Spirit.

For a second I had the dream of I As seen from the perspective of a higher I Put down into this world to see See what it is to truly become free Walks the earth not much different than others A bit distant from his sisters brothers fathers and mothers He is there just as much as is the need A subtle odd something they perceive In between certain destined things He mostly patiently awaits the growth of wings Fall he needed a few hundred times As the light is defined by darkness of these kinds Died many times and still he dies today The abiding loss of what is not the self, the way Recognizing what is neither here yet always stays, Loss is no more as springs forth eternal gains Here to play the game of light and dark Pleasure and pain, sun and rain Have and have not, reality And yet it's not the same What was before mere grasping, Has become more real then sense What has been before unlasting, Is a field of play, surrounded by a fence

  I’m meeting people in my dreams Waking life’s not what it seems People, places, things and me Knowing (not knowing?) what it means   In my dreams I think I’m free Have to remember just to be I must carry memory (into) Waking (sleeping?) dream to dream I know this life’s not what it seems So much more than eye it meets In limited body I’m here While infinite stars are crystal clear