Friday, July 24, 2015

Your timeline

     Yes, that’s right. - Your timeline is my time.
     You understand, I am the endtime watchman.

Entropy ours, I witness it with you.
How you’re to face it, up to you, in time.
You want drama? - This is it, unencumbered.
We all go together…, or lose all…, alone.

Step with me into its chaos…, eyes open,
here where it’s already begun, in earnest.
I’m sorry you don’t yet see it.
So I lay out a call to those who hear.

Go within, or go without. - Deep treasure
is there…, nowhere else I’ve ever found.
Yes, I’ve searched all levels of consciousness.
Only in higher ones did I find effortless purchase.

Just don’t let me see your eyes in the distance…, fading.+

--RK, 9:49pmEDST, 7/24/2015
     True, it’s all coming to an end,+ but there’s more,
     and we won’t remember anything of now.+ - •selah•

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

I live another life.

     “Every second of the night.”

Another life, one I deeply wish I could share,
but alas, it’s not possible for us…, here.
These dreams, these dreams remind me, of you,
of you, and all you mean to me…, here, now.

“…and words that have no form, are falling…,
are falling from my lips. - These dreams…”
“Every second of my life, I live another life.”
“The sweetest song is silence that I’ve ever heard.”

So now, what of us, each deep inside, seeking?
Did you hear it, the call I heard late in 1964?
It was so clear, unmistakable, I had to move within.
There was nowhere else to go, not then…, & not now.

“Funny in dreams how your feet never touch the Earth.”
I never hid my face from dreams my own…, in the mist.
“Every second of the night, I live another life.”
“I need to hide away…, from the pain.”+

--RK, 11:00pmEDST, 7/21/2015 - “Dreams that sleep…”
     “Every moment I’m awake, the further I’m away…”
      “Spare a candle. - Save some light for me.”

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Still my own

     “How do I get you alone?”

The secret, it’s still my own.
How do I get you alone…, quiet.
The secret is still unknown…, of you.

Drop it down, your body…, and wait.
Listen close, oh so close, to within.
Part of you yet unknown, unexplored.

Yet unseen, though still you…, there.
Cut your ties with the world, only chaos,
for they have voice only of silence,

silence never heard higher, way up,
way up higher, never seen, untouched,
untouched of even one single thought.

But this is not you, you know better.
You know there’s more, far, far more,
deep within, a place you knew, you knew

you could never ignore, not then and…,
and not now. - Touch home again with me.
Stand beside me in understanding, knowing,

yes, knowing, that we’ve always known, within.+

--RK, 10:55pmEDST, 7/16/2015
     “[This] secret is still my own,
        and my love for you is still unknown.”
           And the clock is ticking…, down…

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Gimme Shelter

     Check the drummer. - He knew, eh? - •selah•
     “Mmm…, a storm is threat’nin’ my very life today.
        And “It’s just a kiss away.+

--RK, 1:17amEDST, 7/12/2015
     This was my time, an haunting song. - I was paying attention, ever so closely.
        I missed nothing, not from deep within.
           Thanks to “My Little Underground TV

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Great depth…

     No delusions for me, only deep desire for truth, nothing less.

There’s truly great depth here, if you’re ready for it.
Don’t worry, it’s the place you’ve long known, deep in
comfort’s wondrous depths freeing you from all things,
unto within, with nowhere else you’d ever think to go.

There’s nothing out there. - We’ve always known.
So why do so many lose themselves here, there…, running,
running down rabbit trails to nowhere, hidden in the grass?
Let us revel in our deep solace, for we cannot help them.

They are adamant, insistent, trusting thought,
when knowing is so, so very close inside them,
never near their limited grasp, in furtive pursuit
of nothing, only finding rabbit trails’ deadends.

And you just can’t tell them. - How so very sad,
so deeply sad for them, when their own treasure,
their own treasure, lies so close, with nothing,
nothing you can do but hope they see you,

that they see your quiescent, knowing spirit,
fear banished with perfect love, detachment
all you have to help them with, in compassion.
Just don’t leave them alone in their last hours…, hours

in fear, all they’ve ever known, nothing ever sought beyond. - •selah•+

     Wake up this time, eyes closed, and open others wide from within.

--RK, 11:22pmEDST, 7/10/2015
     It’s okay to cry. - You know I understand.+

Friday, July 3, 2015

Best Dragon Movie

     Don’t miss this one!

--RK, 12:39amEDST, 7/3/2015

Thursday, July 2, 2015

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--RK, 7:42pmEDST, 7/2/2015
     Updated 11/12/2015 - [•TBE• = To Be Expanded]