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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

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 40

Their name is government
These free grazers on humanity.
They batten fat upon results
Sown by others' toils; became
Obese because of indolence.
They, themselves, do nothing;
But make sure none others
Could or can do anything.

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 39

A porcelain people, easily smashed,
Must be handled with utmost care.
It's what every politician does.
Caress them with prejudice.
Handle them with patriotism.
Never ever drop them onto
The hard floor of Truth.

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 38

Our purpose is to scribe the present
So as to ensure: there is the future.
What seems so antique in the past
Is reflected yet again in the present;
Again is repeated, mirrored in the future;
For nothing should be forgotten
Of the follies of Men.

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 37

The task
Is to reconcile
Oneself with one's Self.
Cults, caused by religions,
Cause by faiths in states,
Have murdered millions:
All they, not of one's Tribe,
Were destined; have been
Assigned to a slaughter.
There be many faiths.
There be many beliefs.
There be many nations.
These ideologies, which
Entangled; twisted minds
To martyrdom, are steps,
To Ascend. Religion's
Purpose is: To pave
The Way to a Birth
Of the New Man.


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