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The Egos Games

The sky used to be full of these beautiful clouds The EGO covers you with hate filled shrouds Love use to be a many spended thing The EGO only loves what to it you can bring Why, when we walk, things are hidden before our eyes The EGO when rilled releases its spies Where will we find our way back to love The EGO knows it can only come from above So when we face our EGO face to face Let the love above the EGO fill our hearts with grace Let the the joy from doing our work ring through As we discover, unconditional love, between me and you

The Value of a Broken World

What is the value of a world that is broken Or the meaning of a word not spoken Where is the courage to override the fear Why are my cheeks always filled with tears What is the meaning of this life Surrounded in such turmoil and strife When no answers can be given to heal the pain As survival mode kicks in and we try to regain Whatever foothold we thought we had And life without connection, is very sad But when we open our hearts and eyes to see That this creator is inside of me Guiding me through every step to take Correcting our hearts, so again they won’t break Building this vessel, so to receive his love Can only be completed by, Him from above
The friends heart is a sacred place Filled with both Love and Hate With no warning as to what is revealed Until its let out then we wish it was concealed Working together with the friend Opens the love hidden within As we fall into descents of immeasurable forces We open the books and feel the sources Bringing the descent to an ascent With all our work, there can be no contempt Only seeking to reveal The Creator between us that is concealed Indeed he is there waiting with open arms It's only the Will To Receive that fears the harm But there is no harm coming our way Only a new perception turning night into day So wake up my brothers and come out to play

Returning Home

As we enter into a new ten today We sit and wonder just how to play Filled with emotions from the heart Wanting to love the brothers from the start Not wanting to see them this way or that Only wanting to sing a scat Feeling the need to go to work Not wanting to be a real jerk Only wanting to play this game That emulates Nature it's not the same Impossible to do from where we sit Sometimes being thrown into the pit Clinging to the ten is like a ladder revealed It’s been there all along only concealed But the work we do in the Assyriya this day Is to, from the heart, sit and pray Pray for the deficiency we need Using the restriction and arvut as our feed Leading us to the connection in the ten Bringing us back home once again

Pains of Life

These pains I feel Are they real Or are they make believe How will I know Which way to go If this situation I can’t conceive It hurts so bad Leaving me sad Our connection I can’t perceive What will it take For us to make Nature truly pleased How to rise above Seeking only the Love It’s as if we’ve been deceived But the Sages do say It’s the only way For the connection between us to be weaved

Love is Concrete

The lessons learned Until it burns The soul is not complete We spend our life Filled with strife Because we continue to compete The life we live To receive and not give Leaves our life incomplete But joining as one With love like father to son Builds something that is concrete

words with love sorrow and pain

I write these words of Love, Sorrow, pain and joy Reconnecting that part of my heart that is that little boy That had his heart broken and twisted all around But it can be healed, if you look under every rock and all around These words I write follow me through my journeys in life As together we walk through the perils and strife As we unite and feel the joys of love Brought to us from seemingly above As we walk through this strife filled perception Together we discover its meaning and purpose As we together dive under the surface Of what we think we perceive Together we see just how the EGO deceives And where the true cure lies By closing off the EGO’s spies As we delve deep with in To discover there really is none else but him