(this poem was written as comment on the blog Helena, The Nationalist Voice for the post “Mass School Shooting, a Mental Health Common Denomenator”. Click here to see the entire conversation)
The seated with identified and hate
confuse multiple speakers.
We think we got a land problem.
They just don’t know the story from inside.
We let it in
all these ill wills not ours,
a big bad packaged hate.
It has moved us from afar.
I know what to do.
Let’s kill all these people.
And we do.
There it is the ugly truth of the matter
fired upon the scene.
You think it’s American.
How little countries move among you,
as if our consciousness is organized by political boundaries.
That’s the joke:
you are a nationalistic speaker.
You are so much more than that.
Humanity is everyone.
Now I think that’s got a ride,
the joy of being human.
Our consciousness is all over the place.
You see it in your smile.
We are so much more than hate.
We are bigger than the stars.
You ever seen this in your living room?
We’ve got every welfare at heart.
We genuinely do care about one another.
That’s that process of soul.
It’s what we’re here to study.
That’s what brings us to God,
but don’t forget
it’s a cruise ship,
and every human being’s on board,
and that’s just the human side.
We care about animals.
Oh the soul they watch too
you see.
Alright let’s look at yah. Amazing tornado, it fixes the Yoga right along its seams. He reveals the Yoga.
No one’s ever done this before. Wow, enlightenment. It’s not possible to ignore ‘im. He is delivery man. This upsets the applecart. Do you admire this or tear it apart?
A nice, safe and comfortable high five. They’re just startled. You manifest. It’s beyond their pale. If she has it she gives it to yah, American house maker’s exchange. You know what? Put the dog in here. Nitish bring them all.
Heat— The Inevitable Word, look where he’s wired. We found him. He’s in the city. He’s around the ashram program, an independent speaker of Sri Aurobindo.
Take him down. We’re sure this is not the Word. Who made frogs talk to him? I was not prepared for the length of his contribution. I can’t believe it; he’s put so much out there.
My God the Word. This is what it looks like. Where do we put him? Just leave ‘im alone. A revolutionary speaker, a speaking prophet, are you kidding? That’s for us. It’s instant thrown away.
Down, down, down, up/down/up, down/up/down. Down, down, down, up/down/up, down/up/down. [Heard this strum for the guitar] I’ve write a song for you. I collaborated you see, from the bottom of my heart. From there to the world, from my touch with the world. Even indicate a Spirit itself, the whole planet. I can’t see it— an audience speaker. It’s so close.
Consciousness saving devices led by Sri Aurobindo. I drew up the Alamo. Drew up by popular mechanic. I will besiege their house. I will besiege the Alamo.
The divine comedy of Snob Owens received poems. You’re composed too much to be mood. Your life is mood. Don’t you know you are a shooting star? There are other universes, other universes, other universes. Across the universe across the Self.
What? Every accomplishment will be made little of. Is that where I piss? They don’t understand. No one understands. You’re gettin’ a medal for bravery. I’ve been calling this for years. All you have to work on is the technique. I give you the words I give you the song Mr. Inner Ear.
Talk and oneness are the same. I do believe I’ve said my piece. 61 minutes it’s on the way. All these poems the way you bring “Above National Commitments” out into the public? Hear the radio. It’s comin’. Put your hat on boys it’s comin’— right on the two yard line.
Tearin’ outside the universe.
This is GoPro.
It’s not in your imaginary land.
We found the universe.
It’s so much bigger than bubbles
and moviemaking exactitude.
Oh my God the horror,
you think this rules,
in your image vocabulary,
absolutely mixed and purposeless,
so rich it scorches yah.
They don’t dream of bigger universes,
the people that propose media to us today.
Movie making madness
flavors humanity as its riding helm
traveling like features to nowhere.
Acceptance of the inane is the big game:
wow, that’s fantastic.
Nuts and fools
can’t stomach this game.
You’re an asshole.
I am,
the person pulling meaning out of nothing.
I use clairvoyance
to understand things are constantly changing.
I am the person putting meaning in all this.
We’re gonna surprise out of here,
once we understand there’s bigger than man’s wrought,
and consciousness goes in dimensions.
Once we understand our galaxy flight plan,
we’re gonna meaning out of here,
to the left and to the right,
to the up and to the down.
Narrow sense,
I can’t event talk about
what it means to blow past this bubble.
It looks like scrambled eggs,
the next big round of applause,
our getting bigger than where our acts put us—
beyond the machine.
We want that in front,
the next big step in front.
I’m sorry to disappoint you.
It’s beautiful.
It has the glory of who we are,
that has put little stamps of itself in this universe.
Do you see sir,
do you see?
So many universes,
they come down from Supermind.
They are visionary spectacles.
If I remember right,
Supermind is not the last field of the day.
It’s a big pitch of summer wear
from ever larger realities.
No beginning and no end,
got it?
Your head’s stuck in the multiverse,
where there are not different versions of you.
There’s whole other bases for universes
that we can even describe
so much different than elements are they.
Okay I’m the chemist,
and I’ve profound you a little bit.
Why limit yourself to just one concept?
Live in the sky, will yah?
We’re witnessing consciousness. We are. We see it in terms of a universe. That’s not all there is to it. The field in front of our face, everything we look at is consciousness.
It’s fantastically long and deep. It’s the field of God. How many squares can you count on the head of a pin? Everything reminds you of God. It’s not hard to see. Look at God out there look at every single thing.
The wrapper has you confused. You’re hearin’ a story told to you by God. You’re hearin’ it loud and clear. You just get lost in the storyline. Wow, I am Peter Parker. That’s just a character name you wore.
You bear down on your defenses. You put your dukes up. That’s not who I am. I’m me. Okay put on another life.
You’re just stubborn. You can’t get over there’s evil. You’re trippin’ up over its gotcha. We roll the dice. Wham! How badly that hurt.
Okay we have all these worlds arranged, a multi-leveled universe, and there's many universes —not meanin’ many yous—, and even beyond universes.
Now where do we put you? In the middle of the storybook. It gets better quicker. It gets much better towards the end. Can you see you’re stretched out over time?
So many forms you put on as you grow bigger. You gotta start as a tadpole you know. Each world, each evolutionary stage, pits you against God until you with your evolutionary self know that you are He.
Why the struggle? Nothingness has been breached. It’s existence in. Nothingness puts its stamp on everything until a universe has been made whole. Cosmic plan kids.
And there you have evil, where a universe is brought out of nothing. The clash of forces begets it. It’s just a temporary stage if you’re lookin’ at the whole plan.
Alright people, got it? I don’t think you understand. The walls of the world are too red, And your lover’s face is too sweet, And your children’s lives just so full of need. What do you do?
There’s God. It straightens everything up, you know? Gives you reason to live, right relation with everybody, and puts intimacy of God in your hands. Amazing grace.
Where is that tambourine man?
They don’t let you know everything.
A prime example
of so many things I can’t tell you.
You hold a life of noble purposes but it’s there behind you,
the ominous, foreboding nature of man.
I don’t think there’s cause for alarm
you generate goodwill
all in divine purposes.
You’re healed from your trauma,
from everything outside,
when you surpass yourself.
Can we say rock-bottom
has brought you over to freeway?
My God that smarts.
I don’t know how to tell you divine intervention
puts up with it for so long.
It’s a rock-bottom nightmare.
Divine intervention thrones above.
It has you by the hand.
You’re pulled out one by one.
This is grateful
hasn’t found a home yet.
You’re just stuck in the breeze.
Unfortunately you care,
and it just keeps going off.
This is rock-bottom nature
has overcome yourself.
It’s all in the plan
you come out of this alive.
God really cares.
It’s all over His face.
You just stand there and stare at it.
You wait for the world to show you a way out,
all eyes on that exit.
You’re in a harmony with the world.
It seeks you out.
Finally you find it.
There is no celebrating,
no noise you make
of victory.
You don’t even breathe,
least you draw lines in the sand
you get kicked around by.
Hey everybody I’m done!
Oh yeah?
And you fall again.
The unconsciousness of the mental life,
The mental battle,
The mental drama,
they confound.
We tag along
around the silence.
You have reached a divine rescue
in conjunction with the Earth.
You’ve penetrated the Earth,
and the intelligence behind Nature
moves into position.
You just let it happen.
The harmony that results from that
takes you out of harm’s way.
It’s wonderful isn’t it?
Glory hallelujah I’m saved,
truly.
No American
is that on the ground with you.
They take themselves with a grain of salt—
it was the trip
and all the interconnectedness about him
that gave him the pause—
you’re their bogeyman.
I’m okay I’m blind:
I don’t see a reader one interested in my story.
What do you do with this poem?
It’s the dawn of the day.
We’re gonna be right there where it grows.
We’ll give everybody fare warning,
and it shows up on some bulletin board,
the freshest in line.
Nitish’s new video for his YouTube channel, a challenging poetic odyssey to and at the top Arunachala mountain, Tamil Nadu, India
A Better Shake Himself
Where was that orange beginning?
4:30 at the government.
It’s time to quit school.
I do not think it’s normal.
You think it defines a kid.
What boring lives you must live.
Say hello to the teacher.
Is school good for kids?
Where would Ramana Maharshi bring us?
I don’t think I understand that yet.
I don’t know what it means to be free on the inside.
Imagine not wanting ice cream, or chocolate, or snacks,
and when the world grabs me
I don’t get upset.
Imagine I love everybody the same,
and I love them dearly.
I can imagine these things,
but is that what I want?
But I think I wanna be happy
in any room I’m in.
Wouldn’t you?
That’s it spiritual enlightenment
according to Maharshi.
Do you like shrimps?
Press that.
You run dates?
Don’t get any bigger than that.
Open!
This interviewing for
the Supermind,
The Supermind—
I came home to your paper at Gingee.
Enlightenment opens the door.
Gets all tangled up in enlightenment,
this soul concept I mention.
This sing on little boy,
I lost half of his head
when he went back to school.
I put my hands up.
I throw him away.
Okay what do I do with him?
School finishes him off.
Yeah I know,
gentler society
சின்ன பையன் (cinna paiyan)
We need to get rid
of they lose themselves in school.
Do that,
and reading, writing, and arithmetic will not get in the way of enlightenment.
It’s all on the table,
Mr Soul concept
and the way to enlightenment.
It’ll be a mountain put you there,
one you face alone,
no matter how many climbing partners you have.
You hear the allegory:
you mountain climb the spiritual path.
There’s no other way to get there,
no other way atall.
Can one understand from animals we came?
In that mountain you can.
I gotta study everything.
Mouth of destiny
does not use memorization.
Get out and do.
This is the balance.
Part of it’s red color.
Beyond the rulebook
spiritual enlightenment.
It starts with meditation
the wrong man will get you to believe.
There’s clothes bigger.
How intense is going to be
your progress through life.
Consciousness reals shadows.
The seat of his consciousness
put on there’s more
to reality to see.
Went to the hardest places
in the video game,
their inner spaces.
I need you to put on moral glasses
the preacher will tell you.
No, you are wide open to the sky.
Enlightenment comes through a clear lens.
To all find open to my computer.
Not his trusted hiking partner there beside him,
it’s an enlightened-year-old kid.
That’s his school.
It’s happenin’.
You want that killed dead?You wouldn’t wanna mess that up.
Not the only banjo.
Colynn Hit,
Mr Presscot,
and yours truly Who-Would’ve-Thought-It,
combine their forces with this little boy to meet enlightenment—
climbing partners everyone,
a sadhana circle, dream group, sort of thing.
We’re all comin’ along.
You comin’?
The dream team (our dream group), from left to right, Mithun, Donny, Douglas, in the middle Nitish
Mouth neighbor, tell all the things of time to repeat of course. You always vanished a floating cock-a-doodle-do. The whole second explodes. Are you looking for a huge mistake? I would not be your handyman. Come on people now take the city out of your dish. We’re all on Candid Camera. We’re all Facebook, it’s regulatory commission. If you could find the butter, we can’t be out of the pressure cooker. The only thing we can do is smarten up. That fish with horns looks like something. Very little. We’re not about to seize our kingdom. We’re all concerned with our image. One at a time please. Oh poor Luna, belong to something now, oh boy shark’s tooth. How can one little thing make such bones? It looks like fried eggs. You love to live with ‘em at your table don’t yah? What’s that the metaverse? It’s an experiment: how do your worship it and change at the same time? Through time you can’t. The Dream Company changes us ever so slightly, manufacture’s august change in every so slightly increments. It’s a woodshop, shovel that incompletes the truth. It’s all around us you see. Can’t you see. Can I get a juice, a thousand dollar subway ticket? You can step on landmines if you’re not careful. You can get a bulldozer and damage your lawn. You can sure get tired of dreams. That snake with horns looks like something. Feel the order of the universe. Don’t just jump outta trees. What do you mean don’t podcast? Didn’t we have a burger earlier? Bear with me here I’m late. How do I show you podcast in the nature of your dreams. They’re our dreams instead. A horn’s on ‘em. They tell us how to interpret our dreams. Look mom I’m risin’ sun. And we’re busy writing them down. You can’t get that from here, spirituality. We transpose dreams on a record for you. An interpretation model we give. What happened? I don’t know a rock just hit me. You’re talkin’ at the border of come physical change. I can’t show it to you. I think that’s enough to tell us we’re in cahoots with you to dream show host. That’s our motion started. A lightning bolt, you can figure this out while you make up your mind to join the lab. I’m happy to. We are glad to hear that. See you soon.
We had to take down our podcast because we had to leave India and go back to America, and we had to choose what we could afford to continue to pay and what not. This blog and website we continue, but we can’t afford the podcast. We have 56 episodes in total, and one day we will host them somewhere again, YouTube perhaps, because it’s free.
Yeah we went down to everybody’s but King Lear was here. Spiritual enlightenment, I’m past gold card. It’s hung up in the bank. I just keep getting tested I’m sorry. Now we call on rabies to get vaccinated. Will I die? I’m a patrol boat. I turn everything in. I’m strong in squares. Everybody’s down on me yes.
All night jazz somebody. Is it overkill? I’m talking about the Frenchman in the harbor, my toe broadcast to the world. The muse is my bedfellow. Stranger coming. And I hear the voices at night. All along the shores of reason this infinity swirls. I’m a gust of wind called. I produce alphabets, stacking up reality in pictures that are not what you usually see. Can you reason with them? I’m an explosive marinade. I paint past pictures.
I’m edifying you. Would you laugh in thought or take my hand? I’m a dumbbell. How many reps can you do? I mean read to understand. We are for folks. We sing loud and clear. We are fro friend in need. Look at this as a gift. A microcosm, I’m a twilight zone. I do pronouns bigger than you.
There are voices behind this bigger than me. It’s all fountain keep. I love it in the afternoon. Who doesn’t want to sleep at night? I get paid. Divine love in boxcars show me the way. It’s substantial rhythm taking my life apart and going to harmony work. I know my own business. And here we are.
Rolling pin anyone? I just got so much to say. No problem, he’ll be joining the first one. How for? How could I do that? It’s so funny, my moon face. Social media, I’m a strong count here. Of course use me.
Everybody’s model, now, this is gonna be difficult. What baby? We throw in the dog, and Luna. Well ride ‘em on my puppy is not as single as all that. An emergency takes aim at afterlife. Where’s Luna, Bruno? No this is Lisa. Lisa’s like that, is a to herself dog.
Can I get to know her? She’s easily put. It’s hard to put you there. This is exploratory duty. You need to tell Lisa you care. Talk and say things. Your puppy’s not gonna order her light bulb in the next few days. Well we love about her. We adore her. I mean sound her name every time you turn around, she’ll grant you some special privileges.
Why can’t she go? She likes it so near you. Is she suffering? She has all this radio station. She is so occupied with you guys. A lot more wood had to be put into the system. Just rises in that is the toppest dog you’re hearin’. Keep sayin’ her name. Lisa baby please come with me. This is so close: you’ve got to be human baby. Lisa baby, I’m on our way.
Venture, wow, what a year it took bulldozers getting people outta here. They not deserving and not needing synergy, the sadhana circle. Can we grace them please while they go? I hear the heart in your room. I’ve got this incredible heart of my own you’re not balanced with. Bye people, go. We used to it, taking advantage of Steve McCoy. Now this affects her thinking. This is written on our desk.
That’s what I’m gonna be doin’, gettin’ into world thought. I do that every day. Now I have the plans for you. I’m gonna move in and question reality. Save the country, there’s something there. There’s a being. The people to become better. The being to see the world as its friend, educated on family. That’s the thought, ride family to everybody’s related on Earth.
We finish with this blog Harm’s End. When he goes back up here, now harm’s end I will reach you. Get ready. Now Lisa, I’m going to find my dog.
If you wanna touch mark on the spiritual path and be seen by future doctors help this guy get published. A scientist didn’t study reality. A seer did.
Coca Cola Commercial – I’d Like to Teach the World to Sing (In Perfect Harmony) – 1971. YouTube channel Shelly Kiss
Poet’s magnificent phase, I’ve got a better business model. See the ground work? Will they catch the spirit? No. So what in the world is going on? A blog post, now that’s goin’ on. You brought it up. Just put it on harm’s end, and Coca Cola will be, be their commercials. They almost art.
You’re going after big monster, you’re gonna hear the whole song. That’s executive Coke. I do believe you have your organization.
When you identify with them, it’s like watching a robot. They just can’t help it. Government services will only draw pennies. Don’t drink their milk. Broke the standard arrest them kill them.
I don’t know you put an incubator there. It’s a house of love. They can’t leave till they learn it. Goodwill breeds goodwill. You’re dealing with character change, you must respect the enormous obstacles in their way. I’ve given you the formula. See how Norway checks it out.
But you’re talkin’ about now. You can have it, something on the lime machine, a screw you piece of paper, and that won’t solve anything. How do you bark? Now let me study this problem please. Wew, these people I’ve got to reach. Can you show them your humanity? Don’t just walk away. Be engaged with them. Let them go through all the stages of friendship together.
You can do that in your writing. Target maturity spots, a senior executive, or someone just vocal about being a harm product. Why don’t we have organizations gathered in peace?— friendship quests, a center of goodwill.
How do you probe this? With the feats of your heart. I’m talkin’ genuine concern for the person you want to reach. Enough of you do that they’ll listen, and even if they don’t you’ve made inroads into safety. Some of them will answer your call, and you’ve got a horse in a moving body for change.
Can I get you to see this? It’s the way we do it, take on the corporations. We’re dealin’ with each other’s stuff. It grabs us all. Patience my dear friend and you’ll remember. I was such an asshole to my niece wasn’t I, or I have somebody I treat like shit. It takes eyes to see we’re all in this together.
When you crawl out of the community, what’s you thinkin? Won’t these voices cross this bridge with me? Identify with the people. That means love. You have to really identify. That’s what you’re doin’ here by the way, learnin’ how to bring love in every picture. Can you grasp that? It’s our mission in life. Do you hear me Steven?
