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“Now, Zen And Always”
Inspired By David Christopher Lewis & El Morya
(For David Christopher Lewis broadcast 11/19/13)
Here’s a new one for yah
Inspired by El Morya
A little known master to me
Ascended as He may be
Whose messages I share herein to thee
Brought through David Christopher Lewis
Call us the spiritual Musketeers’ three
All for the one
And one for the all
Engaging “Now, Zen And Always,” the book
With it’s light infusion look
Having a trinity ball
Time to rise up
From the “perceived fall”
End the duality stall
Call forth the All in All
The one in one
Let’s play more
Have some fun
Drop the gun
Let love and peace
Be the one that’s won!
Let Gnosis be the hostess
With the mostess
Spiritual knowing
To set your heart a glowing
Time for the truth to be showing
Hey, David’s got some diction
Bringing through El Morya’s predilections
Downloads with conviction
Then there’s the ancient art of heart-streaming
Set that middle chakra with love and light beaming
With Divinity all thought pre-screening
Solar presence to the eternal one’s essence
Don’t too long with impermanence be messen’
For it’ll set your human being a stressen’
Love and truth it’s the PhD lesson
Then graduate from a PhD
To a God degreed we
And as El Morya said (p.37 #186)
“Great thinkers invest in solitude
For only in the soundless silence
May the Divine be heard”
To some this may seem absurd
As their constant doing
May influence the herd
Time for the sheeple
To exit from the steeple
Cut to the chase
Head to home base
Be who we are
End that false-self spar
Get out of the jar
Or box
You can still eat bagels and lox
Have the clarity of Mr. Spock
Enjoy all the dimensions
No dissension
No separation
Blessed be it All
Welcome to the Divinity ball!
By Alan Hutner AKA Rudy Copyright © 2013
“Toxicity, Complicity, Permissity, Acerbicity”
11/06/13 aired 11/10/13
By Alan Hutner AKA Rudy © 2013
Toxicity, complicity
Human foibles to admicity
Fukishima
No misdahmeana’
A major global crime-ah-scene-ah
A radiation flow
Setting oceans aglow
Dealing life force a blow
Bless the humans
For DO they know?
The hail and rain
The effluent snow
Tainted and painted
Through the currents
That grow
And spread
An unspoken dread
BP's gulf Spill
Katrina's bitter pill
The East coast's perfect storm
Normality all but shorn
Sanity stripped away.
My heart aches today
As act two of this cosmic play
Unfolds in a most unsettling way
Is it enough to just sit and pray?
For some magical God to save the day?
Just last night
A movie about fracking
Mother Earth's interior
We are a cracking
Natural gas we are attacking
With chemicals and solvents
Who is the EPA truly backing?
Small towns
Toxic water frowns
Some money smiles
Lasting a short while
Just under the surface
Seething bile
While some tell stories
Of a flame so vile
Fire from a spigot
My God
What else to defile?
While PR firms and lobbyists
March in single file
To woo and schmooze them all the while
Like Nero fiddling while Rome burned
Why is this toxic evolution
Ignored or spurned?
Why are so many heads turned?
Facing the wrong direction
Refusing any course corrections
Money spent on cancerous erections
EPA, our agency of protection?
Maybe remove the P and add D
For Dereliction
The EDA
Or maybe just another A
The EAA
Environmental Affliction Agency
Yet we must not give up hope
Bringing greater awareness
To a growing toxic moat
Time to rein in this smote
Stop the life force killing
Before it's all she or he wrote
Remedy these actions before
There is no solution anymore
Save the end of times
Take off the ties that bind
Life the veils that blind
New awareness to find
And just say no to this apocalyptic show
Let the peaceful activists in numbers grow
Request inside and out
That Higher Consciousness now show
And grow
End this PR job of snow
Yes, the snow job must go
For truth to and fro
Like from the Snowden fellow
Madmen and their ad agencies
Time to their cover blow
Maya – illusion
Dream state of contusion
Bring an end to the confusion
Congress, you're cruisin' for a bruisin'
No more bribes for you to be usin'
Plutocracy back to democracy
Down with the aristocracy
No more fat bureaucracy
Time to end the corpratocracy
To a clear-minded, pure hearted
Love-ocracy
Bring back the flower power
Now’s the time
Now’s the hour
By Alan Hutner AKA Rudy Copyright © 2013
Impermanence & Strangeness
By Alan Hutner AKA Rudy © 2013
10/12/13 aired 10/13/13 before Peter Himmelman song
Sitting together
She softly said
Across our king-sized bed
Words on the dawn sunlight spread
“You are ever present, strangeness”
Yes, I thought
Beyond all constructs to the nameless
To the blameless
Before all cause and effect
Yes, a rare place of being
Core presence
Underlying the stage and scene
In this play of life
A metaphor for a meme
Of “All These Impermanent Things.”
A Peter Himmelman song title
That woke me to Self
Back some while
And now as she said
In our warm comfey bed
The ever present strangeness
Thank God is not dead
I’ve been in and out
Of the I am
Without doubt
To peripheral aspects
Where the ego does shout
“What about me?
I’m part of thee!”
From simple thought
To complex mind tree
With branches like tentacles
Attaching and owning
Consuming and cloning
While most lately I am deboning
The flesh and skin
Those superficial coverings
Over core-Self to dim
Keeping me from the eternal
Impermanent presence of him
And her
Covered like skin under fur
Mother-father Divinity
Hidden in infinity
Although these garments
May keep us warm
From chills if shorn
Like don’t shear the sheep in winter
We have to know
When false aspects must go
Certainly don’t go nude
In a storm or snow
Then I spoke to her
Of the months
Of time much longer
Where gradually
I’ve been losing the “belonger”
Mainstream collective consciousness
No longer
A misfit
On a cosmic trip
Without LSD
Nary a bit
Yet still inspired by those teachings
Readings from “Birth of a Psychedelic Culture” (footnote: p 15,16)
A shamanic vulture
Exposing the accoutrements
That in me have been hidden’
And abiden’
Now in this moment
We recall the strangeness
Of this journey identified
Whatever impermanence
To be rectified
Fragmented selves – pieces
No longer codified
Nor vilified
Nor idolized
Nor to my great surprise
Nothing to even be despised
Like the Zen of seeing
With newborn eyes
Observing all kinds of lies
Before Presence to realize
That I or I am is the reality
Within which to stand
Observing all else as a passing sham
While hurtling through space
Like a cosmic tram
A grain of sand
Or a starseed man
I say, “Is there a Divine Plan?”
I think of her – soul mate
And say yes mam!
I’ll fly with you
Let’s release the dam
Of love suppressed by all the rest
Let’s together give
The “Love is All” test
For I know this is the way
To end the separation mess
Oh Divine us
Bless, Bless, Bless
By Alan Hutner AKA Rudy Copyright © 2013