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

 

 

 

If Jesus Had Spoken In The Language Of Today

This is an interesting one.🤔✍️📢
 
If Jesus Had Spoken In The Jargon Of Today
 
If Jesus had spoken in the jargon of today.
The men who wrote the Bible might have said it this way:
“Synapse, structures that make up the motion,
Composition, are but transposition
Of all energy, its origin
Of just about the Everything”
So, now when you read…”You and I…made in His image’,
GIve Him homage,
It probably is true.
 
If Jesus walked around today,
He might not have communicated,
“God’s dominion is within”: Instead
He might have put it,
“If you focus on what’s going on inside your head
And other parts, the breath, for instance,
Sensing, sending mental samples out to space,
Slowing down the mental pace
And doing it with well meant practice,
You’d soon be amazed, perhaps fall down in praise,
For gains like this:
Unsought coincidences, sense of order,
Mind a newly found decoder
Giving in to fate’s decisions –
Things outside your influence;
Collisions, and collusions, corrosions and conclusions,
Explosions and erosions, provisions and derisions…
Mind no longer minds
And you’re no longer in a bind.”
 
Modern language is revealing and appealing,
Only asking you to think,
As you stand sponging at the sink
Or having sex with your old ex…
 
If Jesus have survived this day,
He would have liked to say the deepest things
This way,
I’m pretty sure.
 
If Jesus Had Spoken In The Jargon Of Today 9.21.2018 Circling Round Reality; Revelations Big & Small; God Book II; To The Child Mystic II;
 
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Another Realization

         Another Realization

You are the stillness that gives energy. 

That’s my hypothesis.

Oxymoron, yes, I guess.

If there is cause of cause of cause, 

Effects, of course,

You are the first. 

That’s my hypothesis.

Cause most always churns out chains,

Producing sequences and strings and trains.

This energy to always be,

Never losing mileage the entire way. 

Matter, pattern, form and laws

According to the laws of cause.

This is the place my logic falls,

In a place where logic fails.

Now me, my form and energy,

An elongation of these two,

Is molecule

And maybe something tinier

With energy the core:

Core energy, to form, to power.

We, I, you are energy, and enigmatically,

I start and end with You somehow!  

This, a sudden insight 

That may never dispel doubts in anyone

But me, myself and I. 

Another Realization 5.22.2010/revised 9.14.2018 Revelations Big & Small; To The Child Mystic; God Book II; Arlene  Nover Corwin

Knocking On The Doorway Of Eternity

To those who are/feel the same, and those who just enjoy a good poem.

               Knocking On The Doorway To Eternity

 I’m a mystic out and out.

I never shout it out,

But I’m a little ‘high’ right now

(the morning coffee works – and how!)

Simple prayers, requests and hope,

A little child-like – a puppy.

Yet coming by small feedbacks in small ways;

Minutes, hours or days –

It can’t be just coincidence.

It could be basic innocence.

In any case,

Face flushed with happiness –

Muted or giggly.

No great gesture,

Just a cherished jest

‘Tween the divine and me.

A mystic always knocking on the entrance

To eternity.

 Knocking On The Doorway To Eternity 4.2.2018 To The Child Mystic II; Arlene Corwin

 

Lying In Bed In Truth

Lying In Bed In Truth

I lie in bed.

I look down at this body.

Mine.

Not very interesting.

I wish to feel the single this.

Aloneness.

Thingness.

Separated and detached,

No past which want to show itself;

Just now.

Alone but not a lonely I,

For as a Buber labeled it,

An I and Thou,

All others also I and Thou

Surrounding and surrounded by…

Monads all.

Single souls.

Working on and out the hole

And whole of this existence.

Fingers typing,

Eyes a-skyping

Mind hard to describe

Where is it?

What’s it doing?

All and nothing.

What’s it want?

A knowing all integrally,

Organically,

Unseparate yet separated.

This is mysticism underrated

In a nutshell.

Lying In Bed In Truth 3.12.2018 Nature of & In Reality; Circling Round Reality; To The Child Mystic II; Arlene Corwin

 

Let Me See (Y)our Plans Completed

Just wrote this: You know how these little revelation-cum-thought-cum-wish-hope…come.

   Let Me See [Y]our Plans Completed

I used to pray each morning,
God, please plan my day.”
Now, it’s morn,
And I’ve matured (it seems) since then.
What occurred to me as root,
Not You, non-absolute,
An Ignorance of what comes next,
But – as I do – surmising that it all began,
Was planned at the beginning, and
That all occurs in Law determining
A chain of cause/effect the thing –
Then cause original must bring,
Determined from the very start,
An end, an end to each event,
To each and every incident.

There is no fluke, no bit of luck,
No happenstance, no accidents;
All provide-nce.
Therefore I pray, to start the day
And just to get my head on straight.
(Already planned and known beforehand).

So I say, for my head’s sake,
“Let me see our plans completed”
Though I know it’s all been planned,
One might say programmed
From the start:
The very start,
Of which I am a nano- part.

Let Me See Your Plans Completed 3.3.2018 God Book II; To The Child Mystic II; Circling Round Reality; Arlene Corwin

 

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