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Response To That Final Question:

Ignorance is the Bane of Man.
At a distance removed,
Dimly remembered, and
Still not seen distinct,
But yet somehow felt;
What we do sense
Is not reality; is not the Real Thing.
This World is hologram.
Then; for lucid sleep;
For it's just a dream
Within another dream
And we are not awake.

Seven Stars' Song of Revelation

Ignorance is a jail where no escape
Is possible but through knowledge.
Don't fear nor spurn. Dare to learn:

Assent to and accept this world as it is
Before attempting ascent to any world
Aspired to or wished for. Life's glorious!

That That Is can be known but by few.
Not space, not time, not gravity exists;
But as Extension from Field of Thought.

Be subject to neither church nor crown.

Dread naught. Disdain none: Not One!
Absent That That Is, there's Nothing.

That That Is, IS. That That's Not, IS, too.
That That's Not makes That That Is: IS.
That That Is makes That That's Not BE.

By rowing to That That Is, I become "I."
Wind + Water = Wave. As THOUGHT is
The Heart and The Nave of The Wheel.

Worlds are created from Thought alone.
That which we will do is because of that
What we are. We'll become who we are.

Charity, courtesy, civility, compassion,
Are cardinal spokes making civilization;
Chivalry forms center, hub's circle core.

IS is! Be not the slave of some other's I.
This, Creed of our Seven Stars Society;
This, The Teaching of the Seven Stars:

No man can be happy if he should choose
To be exile from his own nature and soul.

Precognitive Prescient Prophetic Poetry by WILLIAM O'CONNOR

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 18

Patriotism is mad parasite of propaganda making for farness from the family of Man. To make farness vanish, the body must become text for the brain, not a separation from society, not slave to a State; absorbed, eaten and subsumed into it: but subject to no nation.

Saturday, July 18, 2015

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 17

Written as signature upon the world is compassion and to stand bereft of any empathy is to distance oneself from the literature of love. When broken, the teacup of time can't be repaired or replaced; its remnant remains as is, unable to hold the cup of life to go on, forever.

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 16

Necessity constitutes the essence and the core of existence. All that is certain is chance and change. The beats of Time are not slurred; are separate and distinct but are so close so short, they seem continuous of a single flow: Existence comes to Being from Nothingness.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 15

Religion, art and science are simply different instruments performing in the same symphony and, at certain intervals in performance, one or another is given more prominence, is given a solo; but then the whole orchestra responds, so that the composition moves on.

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 14

Gray fogs slumber in the mists, echoes of damp clouds, snoring, sleeping, in the dawn of science; that swamp of ignorance. The greater is the recognition of the absurdity of things, greater is the knowledge of real true natures of things. There is no logic here; just What Is.

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 13

Fear is the most necessary of emotions; the fear of the paradox of separation, brought to nought by fear I have become separated from myself. I am divided by the realization I could no longer recognize myself in the mirror of my soul: I am not that I thought myself to be. 

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 12

Politicians are like dogs on leashes; they shall always look back to see where it is their owners, that is their donors and their sponsors, are directing them and telling them to go, as themselves have no will of their own: They are automatons; robots to the wants of others. 

Monday, July 6, 2015

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 11

They would make us care, make us admire clowns of politicians that have no agenda but their own desire for fame, for wealth, for prominence in status; but none possess the most necessary attribute of statesmanship, recognizing fate as the destiny of nations.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

Blue Sun Series: Convergence: Verse 10

How countless are the states and the nations gone, all those ancient empires; that once, did encompass and circle the globe. Mean religion of patriotism gave purpose and design; faded flags, ripped rags, disintegrating, dissolving; not remembered nor respected.


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