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Original Message
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Touch me, touch me,
Damn it!!!!
I've been here for so long,
Facing things that are so wrong.
Take away the deep, deep pain,
Take away all the sorrow,
Take away the loneliness that makes me want to die.
I don't deserve this. I can't even cry.
Yesterday's gone, my life is a waste,
How much more do I have to face?
The abused turned into the abuser,
Who gives a f**k?
I'm tired, so damned tired,
Deep, deep in my soul.
Even my bones cry out,
To a God who doesn't hear.
Why did He let me come here?
So I can be a victim of His torture?
Clawing my way through this hell,
Just so he can get his laughs?
Or is He in such a state of bliss,
He isn't even aware of all of this?
All I really know,
Is the deep, deep longing of my soul.
A longing I feel in my bones,
In every cell, fingers to toes.
It screams and screams,
searches and searches,
throughout every single part of the Universe,
WHERE ARE YOU?
TOUCH ME. TOUCH ME
I cry in anguish.
Twisted and wrought,
No where to go.
Until one day I fought,
And gave up.
Silently, patiently, lovingly,
I realized I have a friend.
My best friend, the wind.
Never asking for anything,
Always ready to embrace me.
Touching gently,
Day after day,
Night after night.
So gentle, so right.
It solves all my problems,
And doesn't say a thing.
Mysteries open,
Freedom rings.
I go to it, With a troubled heart.
Leave it, with a brand new start.
Is Creator asleep?
Does He even hear me weep?
Why can't I find Truth,
Something to stand on and for?
I give my life, my soul, my mind,
Just to find,
What is solid and True.
Over and over this is my plea.
Please, please answer me.
I have faced Death.
Who no longer has a hold over me.
I am no longer your slave.
You can advise me,
In fact, I beg for it.
But I stand for Love.
I scream this,
Throughout all eternity,
With every cell and atom.
Even if I have to walk,
Into the jaws of Awareness,
To be re-processed.
I'm walking straight in with a Love so full,
No fear of annihilation,
That my Love resounds throughout the Eternal,
And awakens It.
And the wind, my friend,
gently guides me,
From desperation to the heights,
Of all I ever desire to know.
Yes, your Creator loves you.
He created you with Love.
It's all He Is and It's Eternal.
It can't be anything else.
The threads of the tapestry.
Are His Son, His One Creation.
Uniting for the first time,
Into a beautiful Cosmic Heart.
That Loves Him back,
So He awakens from His bliss
Full of reflected Lovingness.
Never before has He had,
This opportunity of Joy,
With His Creation.
Who Loves Him as they unite,
To a new and spectacular height.
The Cosmic Heart,
Made of His and His Son's,
United as One.
For the first time,
Throughout all dimensions,
And Universes.
A Love never known before,
For Father or Son, FOREVERMORE!
Dedicated to the *Wind*, my friend.
With special love to muses: 141, Qarley, Jonny Blaze and many others.
And now a special, little,
Riddle.
I like these, you know?
I hope you do too.
Cause they can be fun.
So let's give this one a run.
Has anyone noticed how,
All the tornadoes, hurricanes,
drought, torrential rain,
earthquakes, volcanoes,
And extreme weather,
Are rare now?
He, he. I know.
But I'm not saying yet.
Fun to contemplate,
And worth it to get,
An answer.
Even if you don't,
Get an answer,
It's worth the try,
Because you might just fly,
To new heights,
Of wonderment.
Not embedding because it messes up the thread but well worth listening to it.
It's: Dead Can Dance: Toward the Within, the original recording which was done in one take in 1993. Lisa Gerrard.
[link to youtu.be]
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