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Falling in Love has no REASONS. FALLING IN LOVE IS ONCE IN A LIFETIME EXPERIENCE. CHERISH, NURTURE BETWEEN TWO PEOPLE. Love is sacred. Love is a blessing. Own your love. Then the greastest gift we give is to be “in love” To say “I am in love with you my beloved” is the ultimate love two people will ever experience. Show GRATITUDE, Kindness to your BELOVED partner.

REASONS!” a poem October 20, 2018 – Saturday
Why do you do that?* [I-can’t-help-it!] Why do you love me? [I don’t know;]

Why is this happening? [I can’t take it!] Please hold my hand;

Never let go!

I have no good reasons! I have no good rhymes;

It’s only what happens – in-such perilous times,

And TIMES-ARE-ALWAYS-PERILOUS – so let your Heart rest,

From needing the reasons, for each-apparent-”test!”

Just relax in the moment – breathe, blink & sigh,

For I’ll never leave you – please-don’t-ask-me-why,

Because-”becauses”-are-etheric; they matter so little?

And we use up our time, when-we-could-be-”in-the-middle!”

I like it in YOUR middle; it’s comfortable – and kind,

And it smells kinda nice – so, slap my behind,

To remind me what’s-worthwhile, like whispers & touch,

And soft, summer breaths!

I love you so much! 🙂

fin ❤

* – or How can you do that?

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Mystic POET

“WHAT IF?” a poem October 19, 2018 – FRIDAY!

IF life is so trivial – just about what we can and can’t eat and drink,

OR – about how much “That person annoys me!” – or about always being “on the brink,”

Of financial ruin OR loss of face OR NEEDING to be – here or there – OR – about WINNING this Amazing Race!!

OR – about being concerned about what a bunch of bozos do,

Like judges, politicians – and you know who!

IF LIFE IS T H A T TRIVIAL, WHAT’S THE BIG DEAL?

BUT! What if life is NOT about that stuff, but – about GETTING REAL?

And – discovering – YOU! and ME! and LOVE – & marmalade – candy!! and- getting a bit “RANDY?”

AND – finding a little kitten, caught in The Wall,

Who’s squealing – and needs a friend! WILL YOU HEED THAT CALL?*

AND KNOCK THE WALL DOWN?

Even if it costs everything The World is dangling before your nose?

Will you open YOUR eyes –

& Tell me you love me

& stop all this folderol –

And do – WHAT I SUPPOSE!**

fin ❤

* – and cry, just a little bit, HERE!! 🙂

** – You WON’T!! – OR WILL!! 🙂 – alternative ending: And Blow My Hose!

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“THE WINNING HAND!” a poem a.k.a.: “Always Compromised Of Hopeful Cards!” a.k.a.: “You Can Invite Hope And Patience To The Card Table – OR – Disappointment And Worry! Who Do You Wanna Have As Your Partner(s)?” October 18, 2018 – Thor’s Day

You’re feelin’ ILL!? (Well!) Just-DON’T-feel-“down!”

Things SEEM HARD? Let’s NOT frown!

Topsy-turvy?! Kinda-un-nervy?

Things ARE FINE; smile, Mrs. Curvy!

THE ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE – IS WORTH A POT O’ GOLD,

For life might have uncertainties, but THIS MUCH we are told:

Ancient Wise Men, since-time-began,

Say: “Whatever happens – in any clan,

Keep-your-spirits-UP – things’ll-always-TURN,

For, if you’re grateful, THIS IS WHAT YOU’LL LEARN:

Whatever happens – is just a lesson;

JUST LEARN IT EASY!”

[No, I’m NOT messin’!]

Colds are easier – gone in a flash!

Finances-will-clear-up! with-even-more-cash;

Smile at HARDSHIP! Greet-it and say:

“Thanks for THE LESSON!” (It’s softer right away!)

ALL LIFE CAN BE A BLESSING! Your “adversaries” too!

Make-your-lessons HAPPY – Don’t be so “blue!”

So, LIFE is like a game of chance – and every card’s a “winner,”

IF you take ‘em as they’re dealt! Remember: Yul Brynner?

He was a lowly gypsy boy, but kept a hopeful mind,

And, in-time he was a movie star, and so – he often dined,

With diplomats and presidents and always he was wise,

To take his life with ease and hope – Just try it on for size!

And “good” ol’ JOB,* (he)-lost-everything, but it came back TEN FOLD!

And Rubin Carter** was accused! Yet he didn’t scold;

He simply said: “IF I’ve done wrong! – We will know in time!”

And-he was exonerated (pause) for-he’d-done no crime.

Sometimes the (real) “crime” is getting down and mad,

Not keeping up good humor, for life can be so sad,

But there are still the “silver linings” (pause) within every (“bad”) cloud,

When you seem-to-be assailed, don’t-be-like-the-”crowd,”

Which reacts with trepidation, when it spots “bad news,”

When ANY NEWS IS GOOD NEWS, IF YOU DON’T INVITE “THE BLUES,”

To come – when it is cloudy- and things-are blowing hard:

YOUR “SHOWIN’ HAND” IS SURE TO CHANGE – WHEN YOU-PICK-(UP) YOUR NEXT CARD,

And the-next-card(s) within the deck – are called “the cards of hope,”

All 52*** – So, COME, My Queenie!**** Let-us-go-elope!!

fin ❤

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5Qk9o_ZeR7s

* – from The Bible

** – a famous boxer who was falsely accused of crimes

*** – The number of cards in a standard card deck – They can all be your friends!

**** – The Queen of Hearts!

Watch “W. A. Mozart – Requiem (fantastic performance) [Arsys Bourgogne] [HD]” on YouTube. Mystic POET

Masterpiece

“ONE SIDE – ONE RIDE – YOU CAN – NOT HIDE!” a poem Tuesday: 10/16/18

Don’t pick HER! (She has “baggage!”)

And – with-Older-Women – there’s always ‘sag-age!!

THIS-SIDE-of-The-Track is BETTER!

The-”Messicans” – are always “wetter,”

For, when the heavy rains do come,

The Flood is OVER THERE, but-”Whities!”- ain’t-that-kinda-dum?

For you’ll have to clean up anyway,

And YOUR HOUSES-will-GO – ANOTHER DAY!

My “ride” is BETTER; it bounces “nice;”

[OUR cars are newer; we-can-pay-the price,

For an “up-to-date model!] BUT (pause) Wait a few years,

These MODERN CARS* (pause) will bring MANY TEARS,

BECAUSE! They age! {just like everything},

And NOW! over-to-THAT-side** those cars we’ll bring!

SO – WE’VE ALL GOT BAGGAGE, RICH AND POOR,

And “peace of mind!” Who’s got more?

There’s different luggage, BUT – there’s-always-some,

So, my people – pour-me a-cup-of-festive-rum!

WE THINK THERE’S LESS BAGGAGE – and – WE THINK,

THERE’S A BETTER SIDE;

And we THINK – that, from our neighbor, we can run and hide!

There’s NO “real” happy or sad, for the swift flying years,

Bring each one some joy – and each one some tears;

NOT the rich and the poor, for, to count a (wo)man’s wealth,

You must FIRST know the state of her (his) conscience and health!

We are in THE SAME BOAT; we are ON THE SAME SIDE,

And, we think, that-by-crossing (or-jumping) in-some-better-place-we’ll-abide!

So – try-to stop-assessing-baggage – or planning to get,

A way better deal (pause) WHY DON’T YOU LET,

Yourselves-relax-a-little and-count-everything as-OK,

AND LOVE-ONE-ANOTHER – MANANA!? BUT, especially, TODAY!! 🙂

fin. ❤

    • or International Fence Lines – or attempts to “keep things out” or “segregate,” when a process of “cohesion,” which seems, for lack of a better word: “natural” is operational, always has been – perhaps always will be!! 🙂

** – of any (arbitrary) track (railroad or otherwise)

Ya!  Sweet Hallelujah!  It LOVES T. L.C.s!MYSTIC POET

“ALL GOOD!” a poem a.k.a.: “E-Z Ease!” Oct. 17, 2018 – Odin’s Day!

The body is sometimes in search of some ease –

Ya! Sweet Hallelujah! It LOVES T. L.C.s!

IT likes things quite smooth, but-it-CAN do rough-and-tumble,

As-long-as-NOT ALWAYS! ‘Cause, then, it might stumble,

But SOMETIMES – dis happens: WE PUSH & WE PUSH,

And The Body, IT cries: “Please-I-need-me-some-”cush!”

Which is SO NICE, MY LOVER – RESPECT ALL – you have,

We’ll kiss dis & dat, but OCCASIONALLY – use salve,

Or a nice oil dressing, (pause) dabbed here and there,

Can feel PRETTY GOOD! Yes! We-all-should-be-fair,

For IF dis & da dat are not treated with care,

You can find some DIS-ease – that can hurt and can tear,

A-part your GOOD BALANCE, so – to keep your (good) health, please:

Rest – Water – and-Snuggles – are ALL GOOD for disease!*

fin ❤

* – and for dat-ease & mommies & for all Facebook Friends, all the ones I adore, and-I-hope-they’re-all-”on-the-mends!!” 🙂

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“ALL GOOD!” a poem a.k.a.: “E-Z Ease!” Oct. 17, 2018 – Odin’s Day!

The body is sometimes in search of some ease –

Ya! Sweet Hallelujah! It LOVES T. L.C.s!

IT likes things quite smooth, but-it-CAN do rough-and-tumble,

As-long-as-NOT ALWAYS! ‘Cause, then, it might stumble,

But SOMETIMES – dis happens: WE PUSH & WE PUSH,

And The Body, IT cries: “Please-I-need-me-some-”cush!”

Which is SO NICE, MY LOVER – RESPECT ALL – you have,

We’ll kiss dis & dat, but OCCASIONALLY – use salve,

Or a nice oil dressing, (pause) dabbed here and there,

Can feel PRETTY GOOD! Yes! We-all-should-be-fair,

For IF dis & da dat are not treated with care,

You can find some DIS-ease – that can hurt and can tear,

A-part your GOOD BALANCE, so – to keep your (good) health, please:

Rest – Water – and-Snuggles – are ALL GOOD for disease!*

fin ❤

    • and for dat-ease & mommies & for all Facebook Friends, all the ones I adore, and-I-hope-they’re-all-”on-the-mends!!” 🙂

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“WHICH SIDE!” a poem Oct. 16, 2018 – Two-sided Tuesday!!

I love to be inside you – and outside too, My Dear,

On either side is always fine – around your front or rear!

I love your many facets – all-the-sides of our affair:

Many sides! I love them all – so which side will you wear,

To show off your simplicity – on top? or far below?

East? or West? or North? or South? – your SOUTH you seldom show,

For you are shy – & I am too, but you embolden me,

When you expose that-South-Face, True-North’s all I see!

I love your every precious side;

Some are narrow-& some are wide,

Some-are soft – some, wet & warm!

We-can-ride “side-saddle,” through-a perfect storm! 🙂

fin ❤

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“IF ONLY I HAD BEEN BORN – DIFFERENTLY?!?!” a poem a.k.a.: “You KNOW I Really, Really Would Miss Girls If They Weren’t Around – AND – I Would Miss Guys Too – Can’t Live With ‘Em; Can’t Live Without “Em!!” Tues. – Oct. 16, 2018

IF only I could-a-been – BORN – a WOMAN! Then-maybe-I’d-be-OK!!

But NO!!!! The Lord of Hosts didn’t “bless me,” so, for my “maleness” in life,

I’ll “pay!”

I’m so guilty! disgusted! IF ONLY – a sex change operation I could afford,

BUT! I’m-a (dare I say it) “poor” GUY! one-of-the-vile-unwashed horde!

Women! are-so-wise and-so-kind and-know -what-to-do-and-say;

Oh, Ye women of The World! You must be so happy and gay,

To have been – born – The correct and proper gender,

God must be OVERJOYED – when She makes a girl & says: “Let’s send-her!

Let’s send out another of our perfect, human gals,

Compared to (yuck) GUYS! Girls are such stable, good pals:

THEY LOVE ANIMALS* – to read and write –

And they are so decent and peaceful – and-don’t-put-up-a-fight,**

LIKE HORMONE RAVAGED BUCKS & RAMS,

Those “necessary”(?) evils – who eat turkeys and hams!!

Why are men even necessary? Well, I guess they’re suitable for (occasional) BREEDING,

But -they’re so obnoxious – and hard-headed (and secretive) – and often – misleading –

Yet! They’re good – I mean, sort-of (I guess)

For: changing-light-bulbs-killing-big-bugs-and-cleaning-up-THE-MESS,

Left – by perfect women, once they have clawed one another to tears,

And have cursed their “unsightly” bodies – and-are quivering with fears,

Of what will come next? And – How can we guarantee, comfort & clean air,

And what to do w/ horny men,***uncontrollable emotions &-days-of-bad-hair!

IF ONLY I COULD-A BEEN A WOMAN-with THOSE EXCELLENT TRAITS,

But, SORRY! I-gotta-leave! ‘cause dinner-might-get-cold-and-I-gotta-try-to-get-me-some-weekend-dates,

With – a disgusting man – any-disgusting-man-my-inspection-will-”pass,”

‘Cause no woman’ll have me; I’m (just) a whimpering – jack-ass! 🙂 – hee-haw!

fin ❤ [Remember: This is ALL about MY inner demons, my anima and my animals and my perverted perspective (can you say that five times, really fast?) on life, and all sorts of stuff – that makes me The Quaking Ma(e)ss of Manhood I Have Pitifully Become! 🙂 -burp!]

* – except spiders and snakes and mice and worms and mean animals and fleas and flies and ants in your pants and – some others

** – until menopause strikes – or that monthly things that we can’t talk about – or

*** – when women simply AREN’T!!

“THE SCORE!” MYSTIC POET

“THE SCORE!” a poem a.k.a.: “Another Frabjous Day, Here At/On Terra!” a.k.a.: “It’s ME, Lord! I’m Just: Emptying Bed Pans And Taking Names!” Monday: October 15, 2018
THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS –

Was –

Passing –

O’er The Deep, Blue Sea! #

And –

As-The-Devil –

Surveyed –

His-Vast-Domain –

He-spotted: (pause)

ME! $

He shuddered –

Ever so slightly –

For –

He knew –

I held some key!! %

Even though –

I was a –

A STUPID JO –

A-strummin’ –

My instrument –

CARELESSLY!! ^

“You There!” –

He-addressed-me –

“What are you doing? *

&-Who do you think – you are?

And –

What –

Foment –

Are you BREWING?” (

“It’s me, Lord!” said I, and I didn’t even – “bat – an eye,”

FOR! (pause) I knew – (pause) it must be – GO-D!!-Or-a-leprecaun! -And, regarding-crazy-voices-in-The-Night, I-was-NOT-shy!! 🙂

THE PRINCE OF DARKNESS – shuddered once more,

For, in a moment, he recognized THE SCORE:

He knew-in-that-moment-that-all-His-evil-plans-were-for-naught,

ALL his hauntings, disease, mental anguishings – and drugs (like cocaine & pot),

ALL HIS EFFORTS –

He-realized –

They had all been in vain!! )

Because –

Of –

Just –

One-’loose cannon’- that had the/MY name of “BANE,” +

Tattooed across it! – for you can not maintain – =

A VEIL OF TEARS – and torment -When-there-is-even-ONE-[TURKEY,]* like me-who acts-so-humorous-ly-INSANE! 🙂

fin ❤

* – Joker, oddball, creep or insurrectionist can all be – substituted for “turkey!”

“SHE GOT IT ALL – MOST!” a poem October 14, 2018 (Sunday)

MY Knight in Shining Armor! He’s FINALLY come for me;

He’s offering a kingdom – and-is down on bend-ed knee!

His faithful steed, a winged-white horse, is fluttering in “the lot!”

My ship HAS FINALLY COME IN – (pause) Look at all I’ve got:

A HANDSOME GUY; TRANSPORTATION;

A BEAUTIFUL CASTLE! It’s-financial transformation!!

A LIFE OF LUXURY: DINING & PARTIES;

And ADULATION! (pause) Great-DISCOURSE! – (pause) with “smarties!”

I’m “The Lady of The Lake” – “The Belle of The Ball;”

I FIN-A-LLY GOT IT! I finally got it ALL!

And – so it went for 24 hours! or was it 48?

And NOW – we’re back-at-The-Castle, and the day is pretty late!

My KNIGHT!!!! takes off his armor – AND LEAVES-THE-TOILET-SEAT-UP!!

So, (pause) I-splash-down in “The Throne” – (and-I-think) –

Did I get a (pause) “pre-nup?” 🙂 – Oopsies!

fin ❤

“THE POWER OF – – – TOUCH!”  a poem   Oct. 13, 2018 {Saturday}

“THE POWER OF – – – TOUCH!” a poem Oct. 13, 2018 {Saturday}

I love SO to touch you – and-to-ho-ho-hold YOU,

To cuddle and smooch (pause) and pinch-you, it’s true!

For whatever we are – Are we spirit, my Dear?

Yes, we’re Spiritual Beings – and Heaven’s unclear!

Yet, HERE in the flesh – we can TOUCH every thing,

But not so in Heaven – so “souls” Earth will bring?!

So – we can ALL touch – hold and fondle – and squeeze,

But – AFTER WE GET HERE, DON’T-FORGET THE WORD “PLEASE!”

PLEASE let me touch you – for I need some of that;

But, for many-in-a-while – It’s-passe!! -“old hat!!”

But, AFTER-MANY-YEARS – I am STILL (a) “touchy” guy;

I LOVE all your tickies – and-your-nickies – Here’s why:

‘Cause I STILL KNOW THE REASON I CAME TO THIS PLACE,

To sacrifice-myself – for the whole Human Race:

It-was-to-have TICKY-NICKY – and smoochy-coo-coo,

And tickle your fancy – and lick your woo-hoo!

I love so to stroke you – all over your body;

I love to hold hands – and watch you on the potty!

I love, too, to soothe you – and kiss ALL DAY LONG,

And pen-e-trate deeply – this-is where we belong:

Embracing! In ecstasy – until we explode!

We’re touchy! We’re feely! IT’S A SPIR-IT-UAL MODE! 🙂 – ❤

fin. ❤

“THE BUDDHA IS YOU!”

“THE BUDDHA IS YOU!” a poem Oct. 11, 2018 : Thursday.

Make The Buddha? &/or-Become The Buddha! That’s-right! It’is YOUR choice!

Make The Buddha; become The Buddha – listen to YOUR voice:

The voice of ONE that’s calling you – to-regenerate and expand;

THE VOICE IS CALLING, SAYING: (pause) “’Salvation’’s in YOUR hand!”

Use your hand, excitedly, to plea* from here to there!

When The Buddha manifests, the chakras vibrate clear!

The foggy colors “way down there,” become clear, ruby red,

With-a-little-pinkish-hue; so EARTHY, as it’s said!

The golden hands of giving – are now given to you:

Olive oil beneath your Heart, and there is jade-ish blue!

The Emerald City of Oz – shines with Rosy Beams,

And torquoise, baby, in your Throat – will usher out in streams!

Clear sea blue is also there! Your Throat and Hands embrace,

For blue and gold are complements, to help The Human Race!

Indi – goes come from your eyes, your 3rd Eye forehead place;

the pineal-gland is puffed and ready, filling out your face!

The CROWN OF CROWNS glows purple, with clear and present white,

And magenta is The Covering – of Universal Light!

You’ve ALWAYS been The Buddha! Your colors offer grace,

And “Colors: from some “Great Beyond” are written every place!

SMILE AND SING – AND WORRY NOT;

Dependencies are only bought,

So buy no more; all things are free!

This is YOUR story – IT IS YOUR SEA!

Do not define yourself through THEM,

Who seek to be The Great Amen,

For YOU are THAT, as you suppose;

RELAX AND LAUGH AND POINT YOUR TOES! 🙂

fin. ❤

* – pronounced: “PLAY” as in plea – sure!

“ANOTHER DREAM OF HEAVEN!” a poem a.k.a.: “Charming. Overripe Dolls! Yippee-doo!” Thursday: October 11, 2018

BIG BOTTOMED GIRLS WITH BIG, BIG BREASTS,

STRAINING AT THEIR BUTTONS, PUSHING OUT THEIR CHESTS!

BIG, JUICY THIGHS ARE-A-CHAFING (pause) TOGETHER:

FORCES OF NATURE, IN ANY KIND OF WEATHER!

WALKING LIKE A WOMAN, SHAKES LIKE SOFT MERINGUE;

“COME-ON IN THERE, LOVER BOY!” BANG! BANG! BANG!

A STEAM ROLLER BABY! BUT SOFTER THAN TISSUE;

JUICES FLOWING EVERYWHERE – LICKING UP THE ISSUE!

WARM & SOFT & BIG (pause) LET’S-CALL-IT: “PERFECT PLUMP!”

“COME ON IN THERE, LOVER BOY!” BUMP! BUMP! BUMP!

I AM SALIVATING; SHE IS LAUGHING LOUD,

SMOTHERING-ME IN PLEASURE – SHE IS EVER PROUD!

“I LIKE YOU! DO-YOU LIKE ME?”

I CAN’T TALK! ONLY-LOVE I SEE!

LUSTING FOR THE LUSCIOUS (pause) WET AND WILD!

BIG, GORGEOUS WOMEN, IN-BED-ARE-SOFT-&-MILD!! 🙂

fin ❤

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The Secret to Effortless Detachment
Detachment from the outcome you want to experience is vital to creating your ideal reality. To be attached is to live in the fear that what you want will not materialise and traps you in a continuous state of desire. Attachment to any thing or any one turns love into fear and belief into doubt. In contrast, faith allows you to detach yourself from the outcome and transforms your desires into your choice.

Attachment is Giving Away Your Power:
The instant you attach yourself to a specific person’s actions or words or to a certain outcome, you give your power away to external forces and circumstances. In effect, you give away your power to create your own reality. To be attached to any thing or to any one is to tell yourself that you are somehow incomplete without that person, thing or event in your life. In so doing you fail to see the divine perfection in what is, as it is. Instead, you create within yourself a desperate need to control the process and a sense of doubt as to whether what you want will manifest. Attachment breeds doubt and as Khalil Gibran said: “Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother”.

Faith is the Antidote for Attachment:
Detachment Transforms Desire into Choice: Paradoxically, desire keeps your desires away from you because to desire something is to acknowledge its absence in your life. When you become certain of the outcome, then your desire becomes your choice. Your choice is your intention, it is your will. It transforms “what could be” into “what is” and dissolves all doubt. When you will something, you no longer desire it to happen, you choose for it to do so. Remember that we were all given “free will”. You have the free will to create the reality of your choice in accordance with your needs.

When you detach yourself from the outcome you will instantly feel your doubt and fear transforming into a deep sense of knowing and certainty. This is faith. Faith is the route to true detachment. It is the only way to willingly hand over your choices to the Omnipotence of the One Universal Consciousness of which you are a part. To have faith does not mean to sit back and wish things could be different. It is to relax in the knowledge that your choice has already manifested in the mental realm from which all things manifest, and to take inspired action toward that specific outcome materialising in the physical world. Faith is not blind. To the contrary, it is “the evidence of things not seen”.

Making Detachment Effortless:
Detachment comes naturally when you know, understand and apply the truth that you are one with the Universal Mind – the All, the One Creator – for which nothing is impossible. Whenever you feel a sense of panic or a need to control the process, whether in your day-to-day thoughts or during your creative visualization sessions, then know that you are most probably in a state of attachment. In that moment, relax and remind yourself that in the conscious creation process, time is an illusion of the physical realm and that what you have chosen to experience is in the process of transforming from a non-physical to a physical state. You can only ever be in control when you have no need to control.

Do Not Confuse Detachment with Quitting:
To detach is not the same as quitting on your choices. On the contrary, it is to feel so calmly certain of their manifestation in your life that you no longer have to worry, wonder or even think about them. When you are detached you feel more powerful, determined and clear in your thoughts. A simple way you can tell whether you have detached or quit is by gauging how you feel. In other words, when you detach you feel empowered, when you quit you feel disempowered.

Letting Go Allows for Flow:
When you are attached to the manifestation of a specific outcome, you place yourself in a state of resistance to what is, and as the saying goes “what you resist persists”. To detach shifts your state into one of total non-resistance where panic transforms into peace of mind and certainty. This is the state which allows life to flow. This is the state which allows for your desires to become your choice and your choice to become your reality. It maximises your thought power and allows your choices to manifest in the shortest period of time as you consciously align yourself with the Law of Attraction. It enables you to enjoy the process and know that everything is in perfect order as it is. When you are detached, life becomes a game to be enjoyed.

“This or Something Better”:
Detachment allows you to experience the full gamut of life. You open yourself up to experiences and events infinitely more joyful than perhaps even those that you initially desired for yourself. This is why it is important to always say “this or something better” when you choose something in your life. When you can say that with all honesty, then you know you are truly detached.

In a nutshell, detachment is vital to allowing your ideal reality to manifest in your physical world. Attachment breeds panic, fear and disempowerment which detachment transforms into peace of mind, certainty and empowerment. Detachment transforms your desire into your choice. The route to detachment is faith. The truth that you are One with the Universal Mind and that everything in your outside world is a reflection of your inner world, makes detachment effortless.

“FREE HUGS!” MYSTIC POET

“FREE HUGS!” a poem October 10, 2018 – Wednesday!

Thanks, little eyes, when you start to secrete,

Acid and stuff – and it hurts! That’s so neat,

‘Cause you know what to do when the body needs cleaning,

From the sweet frontal part of my brain, goo is streaming!!

Red Eyes!-so-swollen! Tears-flow, with great joy,

I can’t see real well, but – you-can not annoy,

Me! For I know all the efforts you’re making,

To keep my head clear – and yourselves “sparkle-ating!”

I wash with warm water – and a little salt too;

We’ve done this before, so it’s easy to do!

I’ll just rest a bit and let you do the best,

To keep my “bod” healthy; I know it’s no test:

Just a periodic-cleansing, where you show me your love!

Hugs-and-kisses-to-you, oh, sweet eyes up above! 🙂

fin ❤