End of Time approaches and All that Will Go On....maybe!!!!

By cnwriter..carolina,
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Fictional Verse

Well this is a right mix up of strange happenings that could happen ...maybe...but much wisdom contained within if you read between the lines...put you spectacles on...ha!
happy New Year to all...blessings..

Birthing...

strange happenings

through doors of silvered loam a creature did appear
his eyes amber coloured gazed into the world
never seen before had he such mystery
a sight he'd dreamed of all the time
whilst in his mother's womb

birthed was he with others of his kind
not knowing of such things
tremulously he placed his elongated paw into the wondrous place
behind came others of his ilk long orange haired talons sharp like needles
each with three heads long necked
he so different from the pack sleek silvered haired
inquisitive

tentatively they made their way through forest glades
gazed up at leafless trees down on iced streams
wondering what it means to be in this strange place

their wandering goes on as do we all in this world of non reality....

the arrival....

ephemeral...

day groweth old in diverse ways
a tiny moment lost in time..enormous in enormity
nothing really going on behind the vista of your mind
where sleeps your soul
awaken before it is too late and swept by torrents you will be
into another yuga 400 billion years or more to do it all again

through waters blue She floats ephemeral
translucent robes turning golden in the sun
man gazeth but he cannot see blind is he
never knowing what he missed

lovers line the verdant banks entwined are they
enmeshed in feelings of great passion
exist it doth for one supreme moment then gone away

strange creatures on the prowl they come
waiting always for their prey
just like man

foretelling...ha!

old father time..

ice covereth land birds in the sky

looking for a place to be

they know not disaster comes

separation of land from sea

sky rises high no more seen

just vast empty space

Old Father Time raises snowy head

strikes his sword into the ground

fissures appear crumbling land

all disappear down ..

a tale of woe perhaps

but since beginning of time foretold

happened again in ages past

civilizations come and go

leaving behind myths fairy tales

if only man would learn from these

but ignorant are they...

Detachment...what a Luverly Place to Be

By cnwriter..carolina, 2nd May 2012  Short URL http://nut.bz/2n5egto9/
Posted in Wikinut>Writing>Essays

This was written in January 1983 in London. It is about becoming detached and finding our security within no matter what the world throws up at us.

Words to Myself

in learning

Dearest Carolan,
From within I direct you to hold your focus to being detached and to lift everyone around you including yourself. It is time again to re-evaluate where you are both inside yourself and out in the world..
YOU ARE SECURE in yourself.. The world always opens up for you, Spirit supports you and in this you are so blessed

Letting Go of.....

letting go

It is time to let go of the job you are in for surely it is limiting your expression. To let go of your negative attitude and hold to the loving that is so powerful within you.
Let go of your separation from others and be one with those who study with the Wayshower here on the physical. You have such a tendency to go off on your own and others do sometimes regard this as snobbishness or plain rudeness on your part. Even if this is not what you intend to do - it is what others see. They do not understand your otherness and that you spend so much time on other planes of consciousness

Much is Expected

a better way

To whom much has been given, much is expected and you have been given much. Yes, yes I know you have worked hard to know who you are and this does manifest in the Light you carry, the Light that shines from within. Now your work is cut out to share this with others through the written and spoken word..
Not always an easy task I know but one you are doing so well..

A Traveler You are

My Wayshower

You have travelled to so many places on the planet and in the higher realms of Light that now you have agreat oversight of what is, That Which Is and it is a blessing that you can share so much on wikinut with all your friends, fellow Spiritual Warriors and readers who follow your writings.

Keep up the good work and I will visit with you again. But do know I am watching with joy all that you do...

baruch bashan

Comment from a wikinutter....

my dear friend Siva..

As one of my dearest followers, Siva, wrote:

You are one of a kind, so forthright and bold with feelings and emotions pouring forth in torrents! And pictures that leave nothing to imagination! Thanks indeed for liberating us from rigid thoughts, freeing us to roam to find realms without constraints

What the Future Holds.....a compilation of my recent writings...

flights of fancy you may say but i know more than just fancies...experience is my reality and so i write such things as these... ..happy New Year to you all

infinite space

space..

into heavenly light She rose
She whose power so profound emanated all around
only to be used for good
glimmers of Her knowing flashed
a multitude of stars in sky illuminating all
past present future
magic kingdom lies within a journey to be made
across vast expanse of infinite space

dreams...nightmares

moonlight

moonlight dreams the night away
just as you do
softly glimmers light at dawn
coming of the day

piteously children cry out
then awake
nightmares their experience
man is such..

sun and...

end is nie

sun spikes its weary head darkness surrounds
short lived its movement now through space
man reduces in his way no longer able to survive
his source of sustenance withdrawn
his game played out a million ways
each a pointed barb sticking in flesh tearing
unable to see and yet doth know the damage done
children set in high places falling down as night draweth to a close
they do not know the end is nie...

Shakespeare and me..

snow and sky...

today I spoke with my teacher, Shakespeare, and this is what we wrote together.....

and now as winter bares its head in gloom
time of passing draws near
a passage into nothingness
temerity of those who share its doom
for thy being whom thou art thy self thy foe
no other can there be so cruel
thou knowest not whom close to thee doth draw
hidden are they behind masks of indifference
within a flame burns strong illuminating all to see
yet hidden deep inside circumference a heart beats strong