I Am Here…Now

I Am Here…Now⏰⏳📡

I am here… now

Just as I have always been.

Deep, deep inside myself,

Thinking what I’m thinking twenty hours a day –

(Not truly ‘think’ but ‘feel/think’)

Sinking into some deep elf

That helps define the daft Arlene

Who’s light and droll and mystifying…

 

I’ve no hope nor wish,

No memory – just this:

Body, mind and soul a unit.

Writing me, uniting me with That,

A combination of it all,

Not large, not small,

Just a and the, and and, and it

And what I’ve almost got a bit of

In my knowledge bank

To thank.

 

Do you know what I am speaking of,

Talking ‘bout, telling, saying? 

Do you think I’m playing ‘round

With mere abstractions.

Answer: No!

I’m here…in Now.

 

If Now could be determined

By and on a clock,

It would be zer-o’clock.

Are you shocked?

 

When you get to be in the Now,

You’ll know what I am pointing to, 

Crowing about.

 

Till then, adieu,

Mrs, Ms. and Mister You.  

I will be here

Until I have no more to view

Or touch or smell or hear or do.

I Am Here…Now 10. 20.2018 Circling Round Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin

Once More I Watch

          Once More I Watch

Once more I watch TV’s voodoo;

Local politics, the global too.

All so limited and self-directed,

Motivated by short-sighted

Vested self-interested interests.

 

I predict that nature will 

Take over, leaving all

Those interests in the dust.

Nature will insist

That we desist,

Apportion power,

Share the food, BECOME the grower, 

Raking in the profit on the lowest rung,

Survival being last song sung.

 

Yin and yang can never cease,

The negative is on the increase.

It’s all a happening, a phase,

An episode in time

Which we cannot erase.

 

So there it stands

And there we stand,

A wispy strand, a filament

And not the centre of all things.

 

The rings of time demand

That local silliness in politics

Cease and desist.  The local ticks

That irritate, cause endless unsolved

Situations neutralize. 

Before it’s all about our small demise

And nothing else.

Once More I Watch 10.14.2018 Our Times, Our Culture II; Circling Round Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin

Still Needing Reminders #2

Still Needing Reminders #2📖✍️🤔(it’s better than #1, I think)

How long does it take to be a person
Who does not need reminders?
There have always been
Those men and women fully mended
And full-ended
Who learned all the burdens, meaningfulness,
Sum and substance
Of reality:
In other words, its essence.

Incarnation, seer, saint,
Completed men and women
Who know of life for what it ‘ain’t’
And what it truly represents
Here and possibly beyond.

In that case,
How long should it take, for me,
And probably for you,
To get to be that total human
One so much looks up to.

One works, strives perhaps, for lives.
One thinks at times one’s climbed the climb,
Attained its aim,
Achieved, accomplished… then one’s lame,
Where one must climb some more,
Renew the ‘brilliant’ store
Of insight that one thought one had,
Life’s underlying gladness passed
(or is it past?).

That’s when books come down once more
From well-stocked shelf;
One searches once again for self
Through words of those who saw the light;
Whose insights helped and help your night:
Your dark night of the soul*

Stage set,
Sage is met.
You’ve been re-minded and re-souled;
Not far off from whole again –
Till then.

Still Needing Reminders 10.10.2018 Revelations Big & Small; To The Child Mystic II; Circling Round Reality; God Book II I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin

Still Needing Reminders

Still Needing Reminders

How long does it take to be a person

Who does not need reminders?

There have always been

Those men and women fully mended

And full-ended

Who learned all one needs

To know about the, sum and substance

Of reality: its essence.

 

Incarnation, seer, saint,

Completed men and women

Who know of life for what it ‘ain’t’

And what it truly represents

Here and, for all I know, beyond.

 

In that case,

How long should it take, for me,

And probably for you,

To get to be that total human

One so much looks up to.

 

One works, one strives perhaps, for lives.

One thinks at times, one’s climbed the climb,

Attained its aim,

Achieved, accomplished… then one’s lame,

Where one must climb some more,

Renew the ‘brilliant’ store

Of insight that one thought one had,

Life’s underlying gladness passed

(or is it past?).

 

That’s when books come down once more

From well-stocked shelf;

One is searching once again for self

Through words of those who saw the light;

Whose insights helped and help your night:

Your dark night of the soul*

 

Stage set,

Your sage is met.

You’ve been re-minded and re-souled;

Not far off from whole again –

Till then.

Still Needing Reminders 10.10.2018 Revelations Big & Small; To The Child Mystic II; Circling Round Reality; God Book II; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

 

Sometimes I Wake Up Thinking…

Sometimes I Wake Up Thinking…🤔✍️

Sometimes I wake up thinking,
“Day, what do you want for me?
What do you want from me?”
Are they my secret wishes showing?
Is it knowing that to get you give?
That nothing’s gotten without giving in and up and out?
Neurological?
Chronologically fixed
And pre-determined?

It is logical that when you dream
There’s more than ‘seeming’,
Something really happening
To demonstrate your longing(s)
Where alternatives are non-existent.

Thus, each day one ought to sense
Each road that’s meant,
Obeying from each day to day
With faith that it turns out ok,
Acceptance being key,
The dreaming, waking, longing all
A part of plans belonging solely
To a fate all yours and personal.
Not logical, but breathing’s only
Course of action.

Sometimes I Wake Up Thinking… 10.6.2018 Circling Round Reality; Nature In & Of Reality; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin

The Stimulant

     The Stimulant

There is a plan.

Prevailing since the dawn of man;

A master plan that never pauses,

Working through unchanging laws

Consisting of effect and cause.

 

So knowing thus, 

I’ve pledged my whole – Including what I call my soul

To have a voice (despite no proof that we have choice)

And ‘spite my preconceived ideas;

To ‘giving in’ before I die

To changeless codes in changing life.

 

(if death means bye, bye-bye and bye – 

If not, then learning reasons why…

I’ve got to understand the rest, 

All that which serves this life as best;

Or life seems meaningless or mournful, 

And who thinks we’re born to mourn!

 

Every instinct longs for joy:

Contentedness and happiness

Insect to four-legged beast – man, not the least;

From ignoramus to the fool,

Pursuit of joy both goal and tool.

 

What works for me is godhead nearest

(who I sometimes label Daddy dearest).

Universes far from me

Yet deep inside, implicitly.

 

Thus, ‘fore I leave, ‘fore setting sail,

Believing in a force for good 

And something which controls it all –

And this, right in our neighbourhood,

I leave this paper meant for Man:

There is a master plan inherent

Meant for us and our enjoyment; 

Stimulant for saint and mortal:

Total life we have a right to.

The Stimulant 10.4.2018 God Book II; Circling Round Reality; Revelations Big & Small; Arlene Nover Corwin

Whoever Is Receptive

This was/is in response to a lovely comment to what could be considered a not entirely straightforward poem I presented the other day.  
A.
         Whoever Is Receptive
 
Whoever is receptive 
To your works, ideas and thoughts
Will slurp you up and in
With pleasure’s grin
While others spit you out.
And that’s what life is all about.
So, not to worry,
Life’s a magnet of attraction:
Primal law that governs action;
Matinee of love and ardor.
Therefore, don’t work harder
Than you must,
And don’t be disappointed, 
When the things you want go bust,
Turn into dust.
The persons  who need what you’ve got
Will come to you and stay because, and just
Because the law’s at work
To everybody’s satisfaction.
 
Whoever Is Receptive 10.3.2018 Circling Round Reality; Arlene Nover Corwin

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