Toe Poetry

[Meem]

“There are two ways to live: you can live as if nothing is a miracle; you can live as if everything is a miracle.”

Albert Einstein.

No-thing, no-order is chaos
I am not the machine in the ghost
I am the ghost in the machine
Every-thing, Every order happens for a reason.

As is time, a changing of the seasons.
Where there is rhyme there is reason.
No reason, no rhyme, no place, no time.
I am from a home, far away
placed among the stars
the light
the way

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HeC-ShrfHdQ&feature=related

Who is the world's smartest man
the one played the trick
or the one played the fool

I have been ripped apart,
it's time I pull myself
back together again
I push you away

The riddle played on the fiddle runs deep
the unseen steps of time
doth creep
the fiddler upon roof

The sun bleeds the light
the why
the time
the day

Yesterday is not fill with sorrow
it's the winds of change
that blow from today
to tomorrow

It's time
to make a difference
No time
no difference

All we have
all we are
all we will become
or are to be
in due time

Suicide is unforgiven
an honorable death is
the fight to live
not the the live to fight

so close
yet so far away
Heaven lost
is hell and high water

Is there a pilot
on this ship
playing the fool

Tell me friend
what is your golden rule
is there no greater love
than he whom would sacrifice all
for truth

The night owl searches the sky
the lion the king is not high and dry
and the eagle with a sharp eye

Where is my order
where is my reason
the time must past
tis the season

One ring to rule them all
and in the darkness bind them
innocent until proven guilty
does not bare the burden of truth
but illusion of power

the seeker touched by darkness
but protected by light
the foot steps of the king
echo in the halls of the dead

Who is he that holds the sword of truth
the beacons have been lit
to the white city of light
guard the gates

who holds the power
the one
the living prime?

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Living

It is best to live everyday life as it appears to be,
For the perceived state of being is not that beneath thee.


No First Reason

Every-thing, Every order happens for a reason.
Yes, for the most part, for most seasons,
But not for the bottommost cause the first,
For there was nothing before it to reason it forth.

[Meem]

Then there is no reason for me to know myself. Know thyself. Oneness, I am no beast, I am a man, not a god.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMsKmxCqepI&NR=1

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FPN18GBk7AU

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Then there is no reason for me to know myself.

However, we now know who and what we are: beautiful accidents.

The 'no reason' of the causeless is the SuperToe that now we know; thus, one is totally free [within the constraints of human form]. Can't beat that.

Celebrate!

[Meem]

To take that, for granted, a beautiful disaster. The no reason.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amwVyRH2B8A&NR=1
An old lady asked me once, "do you have any insurance?"
I said, "No, not at the moment, but isn't god the best insurance?" I have looked for my reason to celebrate for too long. It eludes me when I seek it. So, I will still myself and it will find me, because we are one in the same.

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Eve took poisonous Foxglove and Nightshade
To balance with woe the good that she gave,
Offset by Amaranth, which, if kept in shade,
Would not, even after death, ever fade.

And for the romantic art, Cupid’s Dart,
To spur men and women to make their move.
Connected by Nature’s arrow of love,
They deep impart the passion of the heart.

And Coral Bells, rung by bees and hum-birds—
A melody of tones without the words,
And airy sprays of frothy Baby’s Breath—
Gurgling with all that’s much too sweet to purge.

Here, sweet spikes of aromatic Lavender—
Ready potpourri from Heaven’s splendor,
As all around lay the symbolic flowers
That soft drowse our spirits into slumber.

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