We’re All God

We’re all God.
We just don’t see it that way;
Lost in our head
As we move through the day.

We’ve heard of “true self”;
Been told we’re not there;
As if, disconnected,
Is to say, unaware.

Perspective is key.
First, admit you are lost.
The story you feed
Does come with a cost.

The price you pay
Is through limits and love,
That we can’t understand
Until seen from above.

Which-can happen-now,
But won’t for most all.
A matter of ego;
From-where all men will-fall.

Tumbling through-darkness;
There’s an upward ascent;
A rejoining of self;
From where we were sent.

Dear, Greg (and Pat)

Sorry, not sorry.
Don’t need ya. You’re gone.
You’re a layer of fat;
Useless; a conn.

They’ve hired me back,
To come in and clean house.
You were never a leader;
Always a mouse.

Blind by your ego
You poisoned the pot;
Destroyed the department.
Just look what you got!

The producers are gone.
Your just down to three.
But, I’m bringing them back.
In short order we’ll see…

Results from good business;
The way things should be.
And, this starts with your firing.
Now go see Marie!

Relativity

Context is King.
What do you see?
What are you hearing and learning?

The Ego’s a wall.
Most men will fall;
Blind in their roles, yet while yearning.

Lost, yet so close to the truth.
Affraid; the other end of the ego.
We believe what we see.
There’s a story we feed.
And, then there’s the truth that we don’t know.

Response

When you least suspect it…
It can be hectic
Cause you didn’t expect it,
But you gotta accept it,
For what it is.

So, what is it?
What happened?
How are you effected?
Have you elected to react?
Were you attacked?
The way it was has changed?
The future, you were wanting, rearranged?
So, where do you go from here?

Do you know who you are?
Are you identified by things?
Your value changed by what life brings, or doesn’t?

Dad’s Rage

Never gotten mad
To the point that I break;
Hate.
My only focus, on you;
What I’ll do;
Is your life that I’ll take.
Can’t wait.
No turnin back;
Straight attack.
Tunnel vision.
Not even wishin no more,
It was different

Line was crossed.
Say I’m lost
To the world the you know, Joe.
Check the books.
It’s been said.
Seein red;
Out my mind;
Outta time
In this life,
And I’m takin her with me.

Circus Act

You gotta admit it.
You had it a minute,
But held On,
And it’s Gone,
And now you ain’t with it.

Flip it though
And you See
When you lookin at ME
It’s EASY to BE
On that SIDE
Cause you Hide
When you ain’t the one
That’s in it,
But Spin it,
Around,
Up and down
You a clown;
just an Act
For a minute.