8.7.09

The Sun and Stars


**I tell, no truths and speak, no lies**
Followers of the Sun.

The day time, darkness.

Light rays of cold winds...,
Sights and Sounds:

Viewing the center of nothing.
Growth of Life & death.
Seeing isn't truth anymore.

Waves and Matters:

Consciousness, the real thing?
Touching lightly, appearing before your eyes.
Freely Flowing, frictionless forever forces.

..., The Seeker of the Sun and Stars.

Enlighten pathway of growth, from life to death.
Search no more; Search more closely.
They are just in front of our eyes.


Life and Death:

Fractions of life, Divisions of death
Neither, ever one existed.
Play by the fools and lead by the smart.
Concluding ten more seconds, to the end.

Life moves on, and the existence stays.
The actors and the stages are set, for you and me.
Forward we go, forward we move.
Life & death is the cycle of, ALL.

to~be continue...

~DeKn~

11 comments:

  1. Hi DeKn. I know you like poems so I'll post this for you.

    The Immortal Friend
    Krishnamurti 1928

    Oh! Listen,
    I will sing to thee the song of my Beloved.

    Where the soft green slopes of the still mountains
    Meet the blue shimmering waters of the noisy sea,
    Where the bubbling brook shouts in ecstasy,
    Where the still pools reflect the calm heavens,
    There thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    In the vale where the cloud hangs in loneliness
    Searching the mountain for rest,
    In the still smoke climbing heavenwards,
    In the hamlet toward the setting sun,
    In the thin wreaths of the fast disappearing clouds,
    There thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    Among the dancing tops of the tall cypress,
    Among the gnarled trees of great age,
    Among the frightened bushes that cling to the earth,
    Among the long creepers that hang lazily,
    There thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    In the ploughed fields where noisy birds are feeding,
    On the shaded path that winds along the full, motionless river,
    Beside the banks where the waters lap,
    Amidst the tall poplars that play ceaselessly with the winds,
    In the dead tree of last summer's lightning,
    There thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    In the still blue skies,
    Where heaven and earth meet
    In the breathless air,
    In the morn burdened with incense,
    Among the rich shadows of a noon-day,
    Among the long shadows of an evening,
    Amidst the gay and radiant clouds of the setting sun,
    On the path on the waters at the close of the day,
    There thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    In the shadows of the stars,
    In the deep tranquility of dark nights,
    In the reflection of the moon on still waters,
    In the great silence before the dawn,
    Among the whispering of waking trees,
    In the cry of the bird at morn,
    Amidst the wakening of shadows,
    Amidst the sunlit tops of the far mountains,
    In the sleepy face of the world,
    There thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    Keep still, O dancing waters,
    And listen to the voice of my Beloved.

    In the happy laughter of children
    Thou canst hear Him.
    The music of the flute
    Is His voice.
    The startled cry of a lonely bird
    Moves thy heart to tears,
    For thou hearest His voice.
    The roar of the age-old sea
    Awakens the memories
    That have been lulled to sleep
    By His voice.
    The soft breeze that stirs
    The tree-tops lazily
    Brings to thee the sound
    Of His voice.

    The thunder among the mountains
    fills thy soul
    With the strength
    Of His voice.
    In the roar of a vast city,
    through the voices of the night, The cry of sorrow,
    The shout of joy,
    Through the ugliness of anger,
    Comes the voice of my Beloved.

    In the distant blue isles,
    On the soft dewdrop,
    On the breaking wave,
    On the sheen of waters,
    On the wing of the flying bird,
    On the tender leaf of the spring,
    Thou wilt see the face of my Beloved.

    In the sacred temple,
    In the halls of dancing,
    On the holy face of the sannyasi,
    In the lurches of the drunkard,
    With the harlot and with the chaste,
    Thou wilt meet with my Beloved.

    On the fields of flowers,
    In the towns of squalor and dirt,
    With the pure and the unholy,
    In the flower that hides divinity,
    There is my well-Beloved.

    Oh! the sea
    Has entered my heart,
    In a day,
    I am living an hundred summers.
    O, friend,
    I behold my face in thee,
    The face of my well-Beloved.

    This is the song of my love.

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  2. Thanks you for your comment ~DarkStar888~

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  3. Your welcome my friend.

    Did you have some actual vaction time & fun? Did you go anywhere or do something interesting. Of course, egaging the public (sheeple) is always fun...lol.

    I'm presently in the North East USA, Southern New England and summer here has sucked, mostly rainy & cool, so much for the Global Warming, which we know is bullshit anyway. That being said, today is gorgous, finally. We've had about five or six nice days in two months. :)

    Check out DarkStar, JeditheOne, & Nowhere for lots of new posts that you may find interesting. Let me know what you think? Take care.

    Later - DarkStar888 -

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  4. Yes I went on vacation, I enjoy heading out of the city and head to a small town stay there awhile and enjoy the greater things in life. This week I am going to head up north~east and spend a weekend there. I enjoy and rainy day and also a sunny day I don't think I hate any sort of day because it is always very interesting. I just enjoy each day as a great day with some interesting adventure always happening to me.

    Cool New England is an interesting place...
    I am checking things out as I have time. Back to having fun again...

    ~DK~

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  5. DeKn said: "I enjoy and rainy day and also a sunny day I don't think I hate any sort of day because it is always very interesting."

    Agreed. My ex-mother-fucking-in-law use to complain about rainy days. She'd say "It's a NASTY DAY OUT THERE"! I would respond to her by saying..."Just try missing ONE". She'd look at me confused and ask what I meant. I said if you missed ONE you'd be DEAD you idiot, so be glad you'll alive & enjoy everyday you live! She never did get it, I think we call people like her... FUCKING SHEEP. She's a moron. lol

    You coming up to New England soon? I live here. Want a contact when you visit? I've lived here for over 25 years in Connecticut & Rhode Island so I know the area well. Let me know if you want a person guide. :) Email me if you are interested. It would be cool to meet & no I'm not a stocker, just another awaken one. :) dark888star@gmail.com

    Take care.

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  6. Actually you would come down to New England if you came here...lol I've driven it myself & it's about an 8-10 hours drive, depending on where you live.

    Trivia...my father was born in Toronto & currently have an older bother there now.

    -DarkStar888

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  7. WHERE THE FUCK IS EVERYONE. :)

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  8. Once again...any life out there?

    DeKn...if you don't mind and when you have time, I'd like to contact you about something that I don't want to post on the blog. Would you send me an email please...and I'll explain.

    dark888star@gmail.com

    Take care.

    Darkstar

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    Take care.

    -DarkStar888-

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