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WAY OF THE SEVEN STARS


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.
ALL IS THOUGHT ILLUMINATING BEING

Precognitive Prescient Prophetic Poetry by WILLIAM O'CONNOR

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 21

For politicians for these priests of perfidy who seduce states their anthem and chief theme is complaint, a blaming of their predecessors in office; that same office they'll be condemned for by their successors.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 20

The paper gods of scriptures are consumed by flame to be scattered by wind of new revelation; only ash still remains of deities of Torah, of Koran, of Testament now all consigned to fire from which they came.

Monday, March 21, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 19

Needed are fantasies written in many myths of man. They hold within themselves far higher truth than do mere dry fact science answers to. They donate to life journey and destination no reality can provide.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 18

Alibi your living with religion. Explain it all away with faith. Seek your origin and your destiny in Cult of Art; your logic for survival in Ritual of Science, in Rubric of Philosophy; in all the many mythologies, all made by men. 

Monday, March 7, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 17

Sputtering lights of neon signs speak to walkers of the night: You! You aren't welcome here. Keep on moving on. Move on past the snarling streets, move on past violent avenues, move on past the city's intersections of rage. Move on! Stop. To finally pause at last on the muddy banks at the fast flowing dark river.

WILLIAM O'CONNOR

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