Connected Brushes Of Energy
Paint A Picture Of Reality.
Each Brush Mixes Its Own Reality
With Thought-Filled Deep-Rooted Strokes.
A Bubbling Brew Of Color And Race
Rise To The Surface Yearning To Be Whole
Within The Whole That Presents Itself
To Itself In A Blind Display
Of Awareness.
From: Echoes From The Wind
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Saturday, August 22, 2020
Sunday, July 12, 2020
The Wind Grabs Me
The Wind Grabs Me.
I Rest On A Breeze Of Peace
Moving With Its Gentle Motion
I’m Dressed In My Suit Of Fall
Ready To Meet My Maker
And Return To The Oneness Of Me
Being A Leaf
On An Ever-Expanding
Tree Of Life.
From Echoes From The Wind.
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Thursday, May 28, 2020
Courageous Change
Courage
is a kind of salvation.
Plato
Twenty-four hundred years ago, Plato was the Greek philosopher who let
people know there was another dimension of consciousness to experience when
they focused on it. Plato, one of Socrates’ favorite students, started the
Platonist school of thought. Aristotle, as well as Plotinus, followed the
teachings of Socrates and Plato. St. Augustine, the early Christian theologian
and one of the founders of Christianity, was an avid fan of Plotinus and
Plato’s school of thought.
Plato’s teachings were part of Christianity’s doctrine, albeit, will a few
tweaks. Plato’s thoughts got meshed together with Stoicism and the notion that
virtue is the only good, as well as the sin story and Jesus being a God.
Plato knew fear is the threshold to courageous change. He knew people had
to face challenges to move to their next level of awareness. Fear and pain frequently
exist in the contrast we experience from unforeseen wake-up calls. It’s up to
us to cross the threshold of pain and fear and find our sense of self-direction
and self-structure.
COVID-19 is this reality’s wake up
call. The chaos created by the energy within the virus shines a light on how
separated we feel in this mass reality. We believe the coronavirus is an enemy.
But the virus is more awareness-shaker than phantom villain.
The energy we loath in COVID-19 is the psychological stimulus we need to
expand our awareness of how connected we are. The coronavirus doesn’t
discriminate in terms of race, color, or creed. Every human is this phantom’s
unwelcoming host.
The government and the religious community are in the spotlight now that
this invisible value-fulfillment seeker proves all humans are equal in its
cell-eating eyes. This coronavirus will change how humans interact with each
other, and it will change what Plato called “The Noble Lie.”
Plato’s Noble Lie became part of the human belief system more than 24
centuries ago. Plato said his ancestors believed God fills everyone’s soul with
gold, silver, and iron. But the workers, farmers, and the poor don’t have as
much of those precious elements in their God-given DNA.
The power-driven ancients who believe they had more God-given gold, silver,
and iron in their DNA, set up governments, religions, and societies that taught
and practiced the Noble Lie to the people who thought they had to believe it.
Governments and religions evolved through the years using the Nobel Lie in
a form that made sense to people who didn’t understand their ability to
self-structure, and self-direct the course of their physical lives.
Fear is the reaction we experience when we believe the current versions of
the Nobel Lie. The current Nobel Lie we experience tends to restrict the four
basic Laws of the Universe: Value Fulfillment, Energy Transformation, Spontaneity,
and Creation.
Every form of consciousness on every planet adheres to those laws. When
governments and religions try to control people with edicts and doctrines that
violate those laws, we manifest another form of physical energy in our
individual and mass reality. And that energy pushes a human reset button.
Albert Einstein said everything we see and don’t see is a form of energy.
When our thoughts vibrate on a specific frequency, we experience the energy
that vibrates on that frequency. Fearful thoughts produce a reality filled with
beliefs that violate basic universal laws.
As the consciousness of Earth reconfigures itself and changes its frequency,
we change our energy frequency along with it. The people who choose not to
change may disengage from this reality in order to experience another reality
more suited to their personal value fulfillment goals. And when they do, they
give part of their energy to the quest to bring humans together, knowing fear
is the doorway to courageous change.
Saturday, May 16, 2020
Echoes From The Wind: Singed
And Write All The Wrongs In Dynamic Tension
With Pen That Wanders Through Poetry’s Pension.
Black And White Thoughts Gather In Exquisite Manifestations
That Fill A Void With Miraculous Temptations.
Singed With Art Of Self Appreciation
Word After Word Describes
Essence In Creation.
From: Echoes From The Wind
Now Available On Amazon:
Sunday, April 26, 2020
Doves Are Two
Philly Time Was
Nursery Time
A Rolling Accordion
Roast With Coffee Toast.
Dove Hums Matriarch’s
Tone Was Her Own
Her LifeLong Mate
Like To Boast,
Family’s First God
Rehearsed.
Angels Grin That’s A
Win.
In The Silence, Nine
Red Roses
Kissed The Freckled Dove.
It Was Spearmint
Praise For The Days
When Bottle Caps In
The Rain
Was The Only Pain.
Angel’s Clue: The Doves Are Two
With God’s Crew.
To:
My McGann Family
H.T.
Manogue
From:
Echoes From The Wind
Release
Date: May 2020
www.shortsleeves.net
Friday, March 6, 2020
When They Dance
I Am A Tree If I Want To Be.
Standing Tall Or Not At All.
Turning Green To Make A Scene
Or Just As Red With Things Unsaid.
An Ants Retreat. A Worm’s Warm Bed. A Bird’s Delight
With Birth In Sight.
An Owl’s Call When Night Befalls,
Or On A Branch Where Music Pranced.
Trees Are Magic When They Dance.
Saturday, February 15, 2020
Bleeding Scars
The Crusty Fog Of Decadence Had A Plan.
Augustus Had One Too.
Spuriously Fragile, Foolishly Intoxicated
Ego’s Contrivance Rushed In On Waves Of Glut.
While Tongue Lashing Got The Partisans Flu
From Bleeding Scars Fertilizing The Zoo.
Confounding Petulance Compliments Of Orange-Filled Poo.
Void Of Equal Measures, Red, White, And Blue Sat In Catabolic Hysteria
While The Crusty Fog Of Decadence Taught The Scars
A Thing Or Two.
H.T. Manogue
From: Echoes From The Wind
Release date 2020
www.shortsleeves.net
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