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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

Saturday, February 20, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 15

As the music throbs, the drum beats, mirroring the heart in systolic response; here here here, now now now. Didn't you know me, didn't you see me, didn't you hear me? I'm among you always am not silent!

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 14

Passed on, same fallacy exists generation after generation; that simple statement there's some purpose to it all, some meaning; when after all, it's only in the living, in the doing, that holds an assertion of life.

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 13

A flanking light, giving a blue shadow from the side, gives to this speaker a sinister look as he speaks of torture, of deportation, of banning all they different from ourselves; for that, he is given great applause.

Blue SunSeries: Confluence: Verse 12

Vulgar Time, in folly of days, in chatter of conformity, in stammer of complacence, in conversations of cliches; beat us down through concussion of prejudice by they who can't see significance in the World.

WILLIAM O'CONNOR

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