When a person is troubled and filled with err

When a person is troubled and filled with err

Why is it, his friends will not dare

To lift him up and dust off his back

Helping him to realize his lack

How can one claim to be friends?

When they cut him off with no end?

To be thrown to this place of filth

Is it only for the tilth?

Plant your seeds carefully in the ground

Know and try for where you are bound

Leave no stone unturned in the night

Stay within to attract the light

Work with all of your might

To connect to the friends regardless of the plight

And no matter what the friends seem to do

Remember that it is only you

All that is happening is for your growth

So with all you are remember your oath

Don’t walk through life being a brute

Let’s all truly come to arvut

With great love for you all

Who are Your Friends

Who are your friends

How much pain must one endure?

Before he awakens to the cure?

How much rejection does it take?

To open ones heart for the creators sake?

The message given is to go with in

And demand for the light to begin

To heal this wound this break in connection

Only to find more rejection

So as one looks at the rejection through this scan

And realizes that its part of the plan

To reveal just how opposite they are from the creator

As they do they reveal something much greater

 A force that truly will transcend

The false illusion that exists in the end

Helping all in love to mend

The connection between our true friends

Who are your friends?

Friends of a different kind

Friends of a different kind

Everyone has friends in this life

They represent the embodiment of strife

Never caring for more then what from you they can receive

It is as empty and shallow as you can conceive

Never caring for more then you’re worth

Until that is they receive no more mirth

Then there is the friends in a group as you know

These are the friends that are suppose to never let go

But even they in this world of concealment

Are friends only with egoistic comportment

Those that are here in study day and night

Look forward to the friends helping with the plights

That attack and leave a wanting to disembark

As this is when the friends should come together to embark

To lift the one in this heavy decent

After all by being here he gives his consent

To have the so called friends intervene

As they show the love that exists in-between

So when you see a friend in despair

Stand up and truly dare

To be a friend

With great love for you all

In a world filled with troubles so it seems

In a world filled with troubles so it seems

As your friends step all over your dreams

It is hard to let go to the feelings of hurt and pain

When every day it’s repeated over and over again

Never relenting or letting go

As its only purpose is to show

Just how opposite from the connecting force

That ever omnipotent source

That very source that is at the core of the goal

That one source that makes the soul

So during the lessons that come at hand

Dare to stand up and take a stand

To bring the source that is the light

To come and put an end to the night

So come on and let’s walk in the day

And never look back or change the way

To connect to the friends in love

This can only be from the light above

With great love to you all

A Poem By Geoffrey Best

A poem by Geoffrey Best

I lie in my dwelling alone, not knowing anything of others.
I stir in this long sleep with feelings of a remote light.
Amongst many dreams comes one which does not retreat.
I hope you stay, my friends.
Maybe I might choose to wake up
And leave alone these dreams of things and shapes.
I like this one, I hope it lasts, I hope I wake and find it real.
My only hope is you; my day will begin when I wake to the love of
friends.