Psalms In The Heart

Love An ode to Mom Who to me was a psalm Full of Heart, while her mind took a stroll Paying back her debt, owed to her soul Wandering hopelessly through the EGO’s plight Getting lost in the confusion of wrong and right Intelligent, Artistic, with a true love for life As she struggled through her inner strife Thank you, mom, for what you brought me For if not for you I would not see What is inside thee Love

We are born to a world filled with sorrow and pain Never revealing how we are so vain Never seeing how others pain feeds my worth This is what we are taught from birth Man's nature is clear and concise We have one of two forces controlling our life They are like the wolves that we feed One is full of nothing but greed One is love and all it includes How we feed it the sages conclude That it's done by rising above Not looking at the hate, only the love A love that is born from a desire Designed to ignite your heart to a raging fire Bringing joy and balance to Nature's plan As unitedly we raise MAN

I have been asked to tell you a story of my life It's filled with horror and fear and strife I am not sure it's the story to you I wish to send But it is what it is so let's begin The earliest I remember is when I was three As my mother shook the hell out of me You see she suffered from this mental disease Called Paranoid Schizophrenia man this was tough on many degrees As she dug her fingers into my arm breaking the skin And yelled with anger from deep within You’re not my child get out of my life Which set me up for a life of strife? As a fat and clumsy little boy I found it hard by now to find any joy So we fast forward to the age of 9 Man this again was a troubling time As my teachers all stand up in despair At the time proclaiming that there was no repair They said that I was dyslexic at best As they threw me into a class with the rest Of the ones that learn slowly with no ease And then the kids really started to tease Even...

A Prayer for my Ten The vessel to our soul, Amen Each with their own uniqueness and quality Serious to the core, NO frivolity Each quality needed to make our soul Needing evermore to become whole Each one a different filter of sorts Uniquely standing together as they exhort The wisdom of connection to all who will hear Uniting hearts together, man it's so clear As we unitedly pray For the light to give us the strength to stay Giving us the strength to raise above the Ego’s toils For it’s on this path of love and truth we are embroiled So we can have the strength to reveal the love That between us comes from above Bringing us to the real facts of the matter As we unitedly step on that ladder Striving to be one with Nature Revealing between us the forces of the creator

The days pass by like a warm summer breeze Time is irrelevant unless you sneeze People, places and things don’t remain In and out like a fast moving train Only the connections from heart to heart Can give us a chance to put the horses before the cart Only through this connection can we sense or feel A reality that is so concealed Like not seeing the forest for the trees First look will knock you to your knees Then you’ll truly start to see What can be Between you and me Unconditional Love

Seeing the darkness preparing for the rise Ignoring all of the EGO’s spies Playing the game for all its worth Preparing the Vessel to give birth Seeing Nature's hand behind the good and bad Giving up on the EGO’s drag Sacrificing all I am Praying the vessel will raise man Bringing joy to the Giver who resides within Discovering between us None Else But Him

The 3 H's: A Guide to Winning Man's War with Nature By William Becker          Man’s programming is the Will To Receive , a need for self-gratification. All this means is that we are ruled by a constant desire for pleasure. It is instilled in us from the time we are born into this body, which is one of many that the soul uses. Like changing shirts, man's soul changes bodies. When the body dies, the soul returns back to the source. Man is born to return to the source before the body dies. This isn’t too clear in daily life. Partly because life in today's society is not easy. We work longer hours for less money. We have less time to enjoy what we accumulate, and a big part of the problem is that everyone accumulates mostly only for themselves. Americans are great packrats, not all but most, and even those that don't packrat, actually do. We consume until it all but consumes us. Man in general is so obsessed with acquisition in one form ...