If God Was A Person

If God was a person, what would they do ?
What would be their goal ?
What would they pursue ?
Would they have a religion ?
What color of skin would they prefer ?
Would they have a favorite language ?
Would they be pleasing to the eye ? Would they rather be a him or a her ?
If God was a person, they would watch everything live and die.
They may feel alone.
Would God cry.
If God was a person, would they chose only upon this planet to live ?
Where did they reside before this world evolved ?
What begot their essence to give ?
If God was a person.

Its Always Going To Be Alright

Its always going to be alright,
Got to get this in our minds.
Its always going to be alright.
Got to think this all of the time.
Its always going to be alright.
No matter what we believe or fill.
Its always going to be alright.
And it always will.
Its always going to be alright.
Whether we live or we die.
Its always going to be alright.
Don't even ask me how or why.
Its always going to be alright.
As our spirits touch the sky.
Its always going to be alright.
As there is genius behind Life's plan.
Its always going to be alright.
Some day we will understand.
Its always going to be alright.
As All total One.
Its always going to be alright.
We are eternal Child of the Sun.
Its always going to be alright.

Hind sight

If hind sight is 20/20, our future should be clear.
As we are to learn from our mistakes, apply this wisdom to our present and hold all life as dear.
But this is not how it appears to happen, as there are wars and rumors of more.
Our planet is diseased and dieing, but to Its suffering we turn our heads and ignore.
Many civilizations have come and gone, as they failed to take heed of Natures vital signs.
They mismanaged their environment and death and destruction would leave them behind.
And now the population of civilizations is at an all time high.
We are now gambling on a global scale and the extinct we can not resurrect nor buy.
At what degree has the scale tipped already?
Only time will tell.
If hind sight is 20/20. we are turning heaven into hell.
We can only hope that wisdom will prevail.

Invisable

Invisible is the power that conducts life, the computer, cell phone and TV. It broadcast our image in Its likeness.
A reflection of what is to be.
It regulates our bodies.
It is awake in our dreams.
It sees beyond forever.
It reveals the unseen.
Magical is Its presents, shifting in and out of form.
It is the last breath that we take .
And the first breath of the new born.
Recycling at its finest.
Nothing does It waste.
Precisely perpetual in motion.
Balanced in place.
We call this god, but this too, is you, me and all that we think do and see.
Ye are gods.
Eternal is our destiny.

Sink or Swim

The blind, would love to see throw your dim and blurry eyes.
The deaf, would love to hear, even a rude reply.
One whom is severely burned would love to wear your ageing skin, with your wrinkles to share with others where their smiles have been.
One whom has no legs would love to lip upon your crippled limbs.
Its all in ones perspective, whether they sink or swim. Stroke......

Set Judgement Free

We are the only ones that can speak for ourselves. And at times, we are unsure why it was that we did what we did and not really sure what or why we say the things that we say, as unconscious clouds of past memories get in the way.
But yet we summon friends and hire interpreters, judges and lawyers to place in a perceived order, under rigid laws and guide lines our dilemmas, trails and tribulations and for their services, penalties and rewards are served and big bucks do we pay.
Well, its not quite that simple, as true judgement is beyond mans call.
As he can not comprehend the vastness of the Universal principles, laws and Its infinite possibilities. He can not see the scope of it all.
We can only speak for ourselves, but it is but an echo in an empty hall.
Judgement needs to be annulled.
Thou shalt not judge.

Truth

The ultimate truth can not be spoken.
As It rest beyond pen and word.
But if I may, It would appear to be the vortex of open.
No thought there in for judgement to occur.
It would be simultaneously everything, so nothing would It prefer.
A constant blur.
A cosmic slur.
A balanced beam.
Upon no side would It lean.
Truth would have no purpose or nothing to mean.
It is perfectly placed and therefore unseen.
In between.
Ever alert, even in our dreams.
The pinnacle of keen.