In pursuit of a buoyant thought life (Equanimity)

Mind the mind that talks us Into illusions about reality Follow the feelings and you will find The life that lays dormant Beneath oupresenting self-called to the higher self Life shocks steady, life shocks steady Disconnecting us to the channel of peace Follow the process as I disavowed my fears And spoke boldly the truth of my being Lost myself in feelings, a feeling Beneath the overwhelming resentments From the past, let go I said let go We hold on to thesethoughts justifying What hurts us the most see what makes you whole from the energies spent? We feel spent, the mind spent I need to loose myself some more Just breathe, just breathe Deep breaths I say, he said Deep breaths I say, he said Mirror the process where mind finds clarity Between false intentions and the purpose of caring For your being behold another human being In the absence of all pretence,just be I see you, I see you I honour the love, the light and the life that I see in you I see you yes. I see you I want you to feel some more So feelings be my guide To know me to be beneath or above I cherish the process of love The awakening to life on my side

GooJpoet at The Connect

GooJpoet at The Connect 2

If I could praise thee

If I could praise thee
I could praise thee with the ability of a thousand voices
And I could hear in the background
Ten thousand horses

It must be the angels, It must be the angels

It must be the angels

Descendants descending
from his transcendent tables like angels of word
on paper pages of sages and scrolls
from pypus types of leather bound secrets
from a holier dimension
not mention the sight more holier than thou
His eyes drawing yet
light disturbing the darkness in me
turning me like a pot of clay in a fiercesome furnice
as I am cooked unto godliness.

Hallelujah the anthem more glorious
white hairs with His names on each strand
my eyes couldn't believe I was seeing this.
El Elyon In Spirit this more than words
it would take Jesus to describe this
and a thousand times eternity for scribes to capture this
more than magnificent sight
as Goo reveals His majesty amoungst men

see His walk amoung us like waters
Oceans make way for his temples
as Israel takes a water deviding step the chosen takes a walk through crimson seas
That's thru problems and fears
Mary crying over her son's ton of tears

as He cried for you and He cried for me


Tears no longer fall but from faces
who look upon the blood as a price
more precious than rubies and gold
a sacrifice untold
as eternal significance unfolds
to uphold
more souls as a great harvest awaits
the servants I'm told
this is
in the heart of a Father of love.



I could praise

All in all be all that you can be...

Dear fellow to my soul

In all you do remember to take care of yourself
Remember to take time and eat remember to take time out and sleep.

Remember to listen to the choir of the streets in the morning.
Find peace in all that you get your hands to do.
Keep yo goals ahead,talk to yourself about yourself.
Learn to ask difficult questions.Jot down your dreams on feathers and trees.

Take the actions to transfer your dreams to this sphere of reality.
Speak what you dream till it appears for the rest of your senses to believe.

All in all be all you ever dreamt and thought and still think you can be.

Much love, a warm hug from me to you.~GooJ

becoming a prophesy fulfilled (the message)

I pray these words speak to you as they do to me.

Greater is the One in you for He is God undeniable.
You are more than who you think or possible can ever think you are.
I want to remind you to believe you can
Jus like how as a kid you believed...

That nothing was and nothin is impossible.
The source of all your needs is with you always.
You don't have to close your eyes or say a long prayer.
Jus say it as it is tell your Father your needs.

He knows but now He wants to hear from you.
Trust be your guide
Speak what you want to happen
Prophesy over your situation.

Speak life speak prosperity
For the power of life and death is in the toungue.
Begin right now and call life in by Jesus.
Let every fibre of your being be charged as you read these words.

Fire of the Holy Ghost will pass through you like lightning.
In a short while annointing shall flow all over you
As God pours His Spirit
As He pours the promise to you.

Believe!

God's peace I speak.Be blessed in your mind~GooJ

Becoming a prophesy fullfilled

When my mind is done with searches of the deep
My heart reaching shallows of meaning
After loving and hating alike
My soul having experimented with all

My spirit to the ground shall fall
And rise like a new adam in a new earth
Where love reigns and smiles never cease
To show off white men in holy robes

Perhaps then I shall gain my wings
And fly a flight of honour
Knowing I deserved nothing
In here I came empty handed

All I have and will have is what's been
Given to me by grace
Nothing but the favour of Him
Who knew me before
Shall usher me to know the unknown

And make the mystery of my life known
Jus like the angels know not
What I know but have forgotten
To be reminded each time I look into your eyes

I was created to love
And you created to receive
And perceive us as channels
To a new world of us in Him

becoming a prophesy fulfilled

Escaping spiritual paralysis

it was as if but not a dream
walking in the spirit
as in meditations mentioning
dimensions of heaven

Images like porn corn
disturbing my conscience
like soft porn
playing so ever lightly
bending the monestary rules

I skipped my training to rule
This stubborn flesh so enticed
By my willingness to choose
Chewing gum for fools

Don't ever get that on your hair
It will cause you to shave
Your innocents
Flushed away with tissues

Like other useless things
So achoo, I chewed
Together with my crew
Sueing me and you

Damned to eternal fires
Souls burning like splinters of wood
Dried by the heat
Like sugarless fruit

Papercuts from foreign checks
I cashed from the eternal banks
Counted my pennies not enough
To pay God His dues

I wasted and got wasted
Drinking to my eternal doom
Gave no room for his broom
To sweep my weeping

Crystalise my tears to solid praise
Like a drop of me in the spirit
Swimming away from sin
Escaping spiritual paralysis.

Good people (they can be better)

Good people
try very hard to be good
That even when they should be better
and chase the sellers
out of the holy temple
They say nothing till
nothing good goes

Good people
love other good people
Till they are taken advantage of
Forgetting other good people
have the better conscience

Good people are so good
they sometimes leave their belongings
forgetting other good people
would like to keep their belongs for them

Good people
love for real
even when the game that
the other good people are playing
has no extra time.

Good people
try very hard to save the world
they go the extra mile
and expect other good people
to do the same
forgetting that
there is only a few who are kind
and a kind of their kind in this world

Good people
try by all means to prove their innocents
which is why the other good people go free
and good people get locked up like Paul and Sialus.

Good people are so good at being good
they will share two fishes and five loaves
with ten thousand other good people
and in hope best believe in good faith
there is enough left over for them to eat

Good people
try very hard not to hurt anyone
but themselves.

Which explains why they are
ever ready to be nailed to the cross
for other people's wrongs or rights
if you are a good polititian

Good people are always good
once you get to know them
but any other good person will tell you
That too much good people is "good"
for nothing "good" ever happens
for the other good people.

syco-eyes in parallex

Confiscated from the devine temples
My mind still swamped in iris
Trying to derive the mystery
The conversing pupils tailing a tale

Darkened, two pointed
Double doubting sight into the ether
I sense my sense her eyes
Impose a pose deeper connections

Revealing a second pair of eyes
Impared to see the defects of life
Her eyes psycologicaly restore
The belief of insanity in me

A poem laced in her lenses
That look, recites to me
Volumes of speechless movements
My poetic joints disfigured

From trying to figure
the hand of God
Covering her cornea
Like a curtain to the holy of holies

She will never see her eyes
Like I do
My optic nerves got nervous
Trying to explain syco-eyes to me

I might as well be a mad poet
For seeing what should not be seen
And speaking about the one
Who possesses parallel sight

To a line laying tangently
Discriptions of her aura
Shape shifting my reality
To be dreaming squint

Into the abyss
Retina, my right to flow
Visions through her eyes like a telescope
She will drop me a glance

As I freelance, freestyling
Like her scyco-eyes in parallex

word in art

Word in art
in part
scripted to depart with souls
to a celestial department shaped in word

to be a poets great apartment of heaven.

In a couple of days from now
I shall transcend to a dimension of Him
And less of me

It will feel like death to me
But I shall live there after
To be the self us created we in word to be
Part of art in word

As I speak boldy like a god
Creating as I go along
Like a paint brush
Consciously as I create me in Him discovered

Like the word in art

Raising the dead

Lift this shroud of darkness
Spirit I send thee
To forsee and give thy forsight
Be the fourth eye

Walking in the sun with shades
I am the son with the rays
Speaking words of life
For the deceased to be raised

Before we are erased from the face
Of the living even thou we breathe
Counted as dead
Whilste these lands we still tread

I pray in a foreign tongue
That foreign help may reign
Like the heavens latter rain
Get us rid of these rebirths of pain

Again and again we plunge into sin
Senses of holiness have become numb
Reception for my prayers lost
As I feel doomed destined for disaster

I still breathe even thou I am not alive
I must find the light if my next breath depends on you

for life to be

subdue

Yes we paint with our silver tounges
clinged with clicks ready to pin words of hope
for the people a vision will rise
from these spirit inspired discriptions.
Falling like droplets moisture to give life to hearts

and let them grow like a space man
to touch the mind of God
and bring heaven on earth in scrolls
so eyes can see what every dead poet still speaks
in the graves of their minds

raising sense to those who have lost
all senses to the devine.
Mortal man decaying like a boocay of flowers unwattered
or perhaps watered by stagnant waters
that quenches man's temporal thirst leaving temples falling
to the ground gripped by the dances of curiosity

eyes squint from gazing too long at the traditions of the rebelious
whose hope is to one day gate crash
a holy place dressed in black rugged linen
and be the offending difference in a table set
for those who have been producing less of themselves

releasing the incarnate
Taught to shun evil and live.
Through meditations emidiately urging
for the mind to grow up and be god.
For the phases we face are just stages it takes
a class to step

slowly tapping knocks to create in this world
more minds to mind our ereversable spell
that has split our image degradable

as if man were not created in the image of God
Perhaps man should start imagining God
and become a pleasing image before Him
not worshipping an image
but the Son made superior to be the first born
amoung the visible and the invisible worlds at large

So we can step boldly into the throne of grace
as sons of heaven sent to walk the walk on earth
subdue and rule

let me die, so we can live

Today I saw a tree
with its leaves buried in the sky and roots
hanging like branches waving side to side
waiting for men to decide to commit devision's suicide
And live as one

Self forsaken
like the death of asperm cell
Fertilised into the womb
for new life to be
So like an upside down society
We still look upon the roots to produce fruits

when our offspring die before they are born
and those who have been born
wish they would have falled dry
like leaves and those who are still to be born

stay in wombs longer fearing a poverty of love
in this world

Conscious spirit, open the trees
in this forest of words
to stop being shy and grow
men fearless as the gods.

I long to live truth as my greatest poem
and speak mute as my greatest speech.

And find life in death
so as to be free from my own.
I surrender to be used
for my ego has bruised me with foreign desires.I

In you I shall find peace
When my heart is saved from such filth

South Coast Herald...(las Vegas Poetical Moments)

Dreaming daily of you dearly

I dream about you daily
Drawing pictures of us drooling
Speaking daisies, drumming
Closing divisions deviding

Diving and drowning
Dropping like drappings
Dreading till dreadlocked
Falling like drama on scenes

I dream about you dearly
Really downing deserts
Dressed to kill danger
Addressing doubts divorcing

Till morning hours early
dreaming daily of you dearly

seven stars, seven spirits and seven seals

Bring on the light

I speak light with lightining lighting human light bulbes
to share Jesus on this darkness

Bring on the light
I switch together with the switches
marking my enemies with love
so to fuse them with light

Behold I speak in seven stars seven spirits and seven seals
sealing light into your womb to be your hope of glory
and bring you through pain a joy
that reigns above all tempting messengers sent to disturb your path.
I speak beauty in your spirit beyond the seven wonders of the world
pouring the spirit of truth to sons and daughter to be and stand proud.
Boldly shout hades cannot contain me

like Jonah in a fish the age of pisces
carrying Jesus the son of man
to combine all in addition through the cross
to stand in line under the command
of the one who commanded life to live and death to die

The hope of many to be ressurrected in his likeness.
Speak and walk as He did raising the dead
Moving the specks of dust that lay in my own eyes
in a form of enticing sins unnoticed by the naked eye

before we stand naked and are consumed
These words possess enough possessions
for you to leave all your possesions and positions behind
and step up higher on the Highway
and taste that the Lord is good

His ways Higher than our ways
surfing with angels on the crest of grace unto godliness.
I call heaven and earth as witness that I have put before you life and death
a blessing and a curse therefore choose life before we die

for time is too mindful of time to last forever
and ever shall be the kingdom that waits on your submissions
to send you on your missions that have been prophesied and predestined
before the foundations of thee earth.

You are a child of royalty one of a kind.
Your Father is Heaven within shall you find.

Mind these words for they will bring on the light
Liberate you from the appearing life to the reality of death.
Angels day shift and shift nights so light can shift darkness to shift.
God sits not far as in distance juts a dimension in part
shout Jesus three times and you would have agreed
that the son of man should not be denied three times
.God the Father God the Son and God the Holy Spirit.

Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy Holy is God

The number three is One in the order of His majesty
no mind can imagine while logic still stands.

Bring on the light.Bring on the light bring on the Light

I speak in seven stars seven spirits and seven seven seals
producing warriors of heaven.
With swords sharpenered seven times to perfectly murder the devil
select out out of his bag the elect
that's you and I been kept captive.



Activate you to be a weapon of mass lightining.
And bring on the light as the light of the world.

In love with experience

Experience has taught me
And still teaches, firm
Solidifying any doubts
I have had about theories

I will make friends
But only a few will make me
The person of priority in their lives
Experience has taught me

To cry just for a while
And not long to miss the point
All will happen
In the meantime,I must

Call my experiences the experiment
So as to survive the moment
Not to complain
We were born to love

Therefore hate is the reason
We are at war
We fear to be alone
Yet far from loving

Confusion has us make empty
Promises,to be yet another
Lost, waiting to be found
Anyone finding us must be lost

I will give birth to a new me (Through it all, I will stand)

Expected to be this or that
Not this than you are not fit for that
I am not
But that doesn't mean I won't be

I never made mistakes
This is just a miss
Judgement on your part
It takes all this to make me

I shall rise in my flaws
Fallen laws I have broken my boundaries
It is now I can live
Beyond these confinements

Inside me is the power
To look at the odds in the face
Challenge my challenges
I will see positive changes

God is not suprised
This means He must know
I am not alone
Through it all, I will stand

Just watch
Tears serve a purpose
That is why I cry
Just afterwards I will pray

This is a new beginning
This is how roses grow
It is pain today
I promise you rain, tomorrow

I will give birth to a new me

a dead bird

A dead bird lays in my head
I think I stopped believing
I could fly
Perhaps you, clipped my wings

Babies born believe they can fly
Memories still fresh from
Playing with angels in their
Previous lives

Sometimes God believes too much
In us or is it we limit ourselves
If faith can open red crimson seas
Walk on water and quite the storms

I fear it is fear that has made us human
And some will hold on to it
For the fear of being
Whom each of us is meant to be

Light of the world
Someone needs to see your shine
To know sunshine still exists
And until you smile

Passing light to this darkness
We will all just see dead birds
As some of us
Have stopped believing we can fly

It takes a belief to resurrect
Dead dreams, forgotten goals
You can still be
You still are, the bird

Believe in me once more
And I shall spread my wings
And flap off these limits
Pursue the skies beyond my cries

And live to tell
Of how I once fell dead
When I had stopped believing
I could fly