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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 29, 2017

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 150

If you're lucky enough to be able to do anything new, original, unique, something only you can do; then, you're lucky enough. If you can do it well, the better; done good, done bad, don't matter. It's sufficient. 

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 149

When you're a poet you become your own instrument; become the conductor of your own symphony of words, holding the baton of syntax, beating the time in measured verse, and few can match that power.

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 148

The function of creative people is to create: To produce. Not to be partisan in politics. We have our own crafts to pursue and our own paths. Smart thing to do is never right thing to do. We'll go our own ways.

Friday, March 24, 2017

Blue Sub Series: Confluence: Verse 147

There's a joy in beauty that's got nothing to do with truth, with right, with wrong or with anything else society and states may hold dear and might think or judge to be important. It just is. So. Good enough.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Blue Sun Series: Confluence: Verse 146

Each and all of us is a creator in our own right, a god by our creation not subservient nor a slave to any other; but obliged solely to be just who it is we are. Our quest where it takes us; is to seek our destiny.

WILLIAM O'CONNOR

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