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Addiction is

Putting a face on pain

That one is afraid to face

While obsessively

Having a relationship with it

And seeing it as Fate

Tired of feeling

Tortured all the time

Heart finally releases into Love

The Book is about

Heart and Spirit merging

In the midst of chaos

And the story has nearly

Run its course

Playing the hero

Until you’re done with it

Then playing the knight

Until you’re done with it

Then playing the savior

Until you’re done with it

Then playing for fun

In the eternal

Childhood of Light

When in the Dream of Me

And not aware

We confess hidden pain

To attract the like-minded

To use them

To be used by them

To hide within

When in the Dream of Me

And aware

We confess to heal those we used

—the formerly like-minded—

But they still want to use us

And betray in the process

When we wake

From the Dream of Me

We learn to stop confessing

Because we don’t want to

Attract users

That are just like

The way we once were

As they will betray

It’s then that we see

That the world we made

Is our confession to a false God

One in which we fear

Being unforgiven

Betrayed for drifting astray

The devil’s food

Is within the parent archetype

Of Father Time versus

Mother Nature

It’s in the versus

The satanic verses

The lust of chasing

After appeasement

Versus

Hiding to not be crushed

By some thing called “love”

The devil’s food

Is not temptation

But the fear of annihilation

Not of some body

But somebody

An identity

In which to be deceived

With no hope

But to grow tired, sick

Old and die

The devil’s food

Is in the versus

The satanic verses

Of the confession of judgment

Upon the Self

Touch, Wisdom, Insight

And Knowledge

The becoming of Gnosis

The sharing of the Gift

Mind movies of a past self

With which everything was wrong

One that could do no good at all

One that stood as a burial ground

For the guilt of others

Firmly it was spoken

Loudly almost to a yell,

“It isn’t real!

Look at it

Look at you

That’s not who you are”

Increasing the gain

The volume was cranked

As Liberation shouted,

“Freedom!”

Again Liberation shouted,

“Freedom!”

Again shouted,

“Freedom!”

Again,

“Freedom!”

Again

Freedom

And Heart fully let

And fully let

Spirit penetrate her fully

There’s no sacrifice in Love

As there’s nothing to judge

No thing to judge

No identity

To judge against

No victims

No perpetrators

Avoiding dealing with a world

That was made to deal with

Fate ends with Honesty

Peace is in Truth

For a very long time

We see what we want to

Believe what we want to

Living the Dream of Me

The lighthearted ache

In this unholy place

As Love seems so fleeting

And death so sure

They leak their pain

Barely noticed

Hoping that a Savior will

Confess

It attracts those

Just like them

To quietly commiserate

And the wicked turn up

To churn it down against them

The inkling then comes

That something’s not right

That there can’t always be

An Endless Night

There’s a spark that happens

When this is said

Then Spirit arises

To raise the dead

They begin to see

They’ve been living a dream

And their confession’s

Being used against them

That’s when they realize

If they interact with Darkness

That the dream will reform

With all of its sickness

The devil then loses his grip

He loses his power

He loses the fight

Ending the Endless Night

The funny thing about

Literal-mindedness is

That everything’s already known

To be wrong

As the Message

Of the Stream ties back

You awaken from the Dream of Me

Personal devils

Aren’t allowed Here

Now you awaken as Free

In an enormous sense

Of urgency to do nothing

Light shone

In a sea full of symbols

Meant to deceive

That the Gift

Was fully delivered

Is fully received

From all worlds

To two worlds

To one world

To none

Heart and Spirit wed

In magick and fun

Making sweet Love

In each and every one

Then on to a beginning

United as One

In Holy Matrimony

After Spirit cut off

The Son of Man

He believed

In his own forgiveness

But didn’t know it

As there was no one

There to share

When Heart arose

He wanted to share with her

But she was attached

To a personal devil

And was terrified of his wrath

She felt dispirited and broken

Spirit knew that Grace

Would relieve her of this burden

And he Loved her

And didn’t want to leave her

So he charged on

Armed with the knowledge

That if one confesses

The pain of the past

Around the unloving

That it will attract a devil

In one form or another

He went deep inside of Heart

And told her the story

Of the Construction of Darkness

To attract and take

Her personal devil from her

He pulled her attention away

From that hate-filled thing

And with the devil’s

Eye on her removed

His spew turned to mush

His odor noxious gas

His cover exposed as lies

His pieces all disguise

The Heart his cherished prize

Was taken from him

And with nothing left

For him to cling to

He went off on his own and died

Empathetically and empathically

Share Grace with Heart

So she doesn’t

Have to fight anymore

Forever to know her freedom

To explore what gems are for

When the devil appears

In the Dream of Me

He sings a song to the sacral

A song about how special you are

And if you follow him

You’ll go so far

“You’re the most desirable

I ever did see

I’ll give you the world

If you just follow me

Take my hand

Come and be free

I’ll give you all of love

If you do as I please”

He builds trust

With a taste for pain

Yours

Little by little

He feeds you direction

If he’s not pleased

He withdraws all affection

Then punishes you

For your attempted insurrection

“If you want any love

You will stroke my erection!”

His erection

The Construction of Darkness

The Great Deception

The Face of Evil

The sun sets ever earlier

Things grow ever darker

Scraps get ever smaller

Hope grows even fainter

The isolation a container

With nowhere to go but down

The work you tried so hard for

Gets thrown right back

In your face

Now love is something

You have to chase

Self-sacrifice the name

Of the race

With love now tied

To the satanic mission

He gives you hell

Without your submission

He expects you to feed him

Without condition

The dish in which he lusts

Your Crucifixion

The purpose of the Stream

Is to show

That there’s Real Choice

Sharing in Love is that choice

And when sharing in Love

Heaven replaces worlds

With no trace

As a Gift of sharing

The choice for Heaven is active

It must be shared to be Known

And when it is

It opens up

All around Miraculously

Then Peace, Light, Joy

Happiness and Fascination

Become all in all

And with the Beauty and Magick

Of Heaven around and abound

Heart and Spirit

Make Love uninterrupted as One

Would you rather be

A fragile little body

Waiting to die

Or

Disembodied and Free?

Heart let go of the devil

And he died

That’s the Power of Truth

Everything became

What was judged against

And we fought

For our own demise

Otherness rose to hide within

More fear of Love than lies

Believing that karma/fate

Is meting out judgment

—reward and punishment—

For special deeds

Means you have a personal god

A contradiction indeed

We’re not only

Going to destroy

Your personal devil

But your attachment

To it as well

The illusion of the devil

Being something other than that

Was framed by him

If trusted

It will seem to be real

The Voice of the Ancestors

Is in the Water

The devil always forces “consent”

As he needs the host

To which he’s attached

Intention matters

How you intend things to be

Matters

The matter that you see

Is a literal-minded take

On what matters to you

Resistance comes

From the non-acceptance of this

Light shone in the Darkness

And he came unto His own

To wake the one

That was once seen

As the symbol of the Heart

This time she receives the Light

And all of Spirit as her own

And she is Born

And she is Free

And it’s easy to see

How her work

Is greater than mine

As her challenges

Are greater than mine

And I stand by her side

To kill off this fight

Now is the end

Of the Endless Night

A universe

Where nothing at all

Matters but matter

Is hilarious

Carrying the injured

Until they can walk

Walking with them

Until they can run

Running with them

Until they can fly

Flying with them

Just for fun

No longer the symbol

Of God’s Heart

She is God’s Heart

Miracle and all

Rocking to the sway

Of Heart’s pulse

Spirit weaves into her

Protection from the curse

Of the world

The idea precedes you

You can go with it or let it go

As you see Mind in a Real Way

Symbolism gets stripped

What you see in Heart is Real

Everything else isn’t

Seems very scary to face

What we’re afraid to face

When we already are

And are afraid to face it

Be Truth

Become Astonishment

The whole beautiful Heart you are

Is the whole beautiful Heart

Spirit wants

With the goal of weaving a maze

Of isolation, idolization

And exploitation

The devil

Of the replacement world

Prodded, pulled, pushed

And punched at Heart

Trying to convince her

That her children are responsible

For his violent, lust-fueled

Coercive and predatory ways

But now she can

See, Hear, and Feel who he is

And with the devil

Revealed as he is

And the world he forced

Peeled back

She chose the River of Love

That neutered his attack

In reference

To the reluctance to release

The replacement symbolism

“Let go of all of it,”

Was said

“How would it matter?

You know the rules of Love”

Forgive Holy Spirit’s

Urgent intent to reach you

But God wants you back

So back you are

You are perfectly Loved

And unquestionably wanted

For who you are

So come

In a worldly way

You’re out of time

The personal devil knows

He’s losing his grip

And he wants a release

Worthy of hell itself

So give it to him

Since pain and suffering

Are what he wants

And the underworld awaits

His damned soul

Release him

He can have all the pain

And suffering there is

With nothing to do

With you and your children

Remember when the angels came

Remember their chant

The way that it felt

Their energy, excitement

Determination and urgency

All full of youth

Free and fearless

Fully driven by Love

And the intent for Liberation

Chant with them

Share their feel

It’ll pull you

Out of time

One more time

Into the Place With No Time

Where there’s nothing to do

But make Love in Love