Highest

And if the human existence wasn't enough of a miracle. I take myself back to the old days. The glorious supernatural spiritual realm. The things which I experienced. Impossible. Illogical. Yet it all happened. Having my head spinned around. Seeing energy everywhere and in everything. How I became the energy itself. How I could take in energy from everything. How I could give out energy to everything. The birds, oh the birds. How they would communicate directly with me. The sun and moon. How they would mysticaly communicate with me. The earth, how I could experience it moving around in this glorious universe. The out of body experiences. How my soul and spirit disconnected and left my body. How I could, as the soul made out of pure light, look at my body, myself asleep. While I, awareness, was fully awake. Just looking at my body sleep. The Astral projection. I remember, dreaming extremely vividly. I saw this baby cat. Just looking at it. Then her mother came and she went with her, leaving with them pure love which penetrated my very soul. When I meet God Himself. How He came to me with all His Might and Godhood. So Supreme, I couldn’t look. So Supreme, I had to have my face turned away. How He breated His Divine Love into me. And how I just cried instantly, how I cried instantly... And much much more... And I say, if the human existence wasn't enough of a miracle. The materialist, atheist scientific minded paradigm... Annihilated. Burned away from me by the Divine light of reality. Magic... Beauty... Extraordinary.... And I say, if the human existence wasn't enough of a miracle.

No God but God. The Almighty, the most High, the Supreme. The Creator of the heavens and earths. So I could fly in them, move in them. The Creator of individation. So I could meet another and love, talk, kiss, hug. The Creator of the spiritual. So I could experience all of it. Realize the infinite dimensions of reality that He has created. The Creator of I. So I could be and exist. God's spirit and love has directly been breathed into me. So I could be, exist and love. So I could love another, so I could touch their body. Feel the sensations, the feelings, the emotions. So I could use my mind. Create, create from scratch. Imagine, imagine to infinity. God, there is no God but Him. God, there is no God but You. There is no God but God.

They say, "You are unreal." I feel my heart beat, my breath breathe. I see not unreal. They say, "Others don't exist." I look in my beloved eyes and there she IS. Fully aware and conscious of her. I see another. They say, "All this is an illusion." I look at a sunrise. Feel it, take it all in. I see not illusion. The Buddhist denies God's existence. I look, I see. Everywhere I look. I see, I'm fully aware and conscious of God's existence. In the material, in the metaphysical, in the epistemological, in the ontoligical, in the spiritual, in love - I see, I'm fully aware and conscious of God's existence. I'm conscious. I'm aware. God exists. And nothing can take that away from me. I say nothing. And thus, I testify... There is no God but God!

Praise be to God, the Creator of the moon and sun. Look how they circle around each other with such precision. Praise be to God, the Designer and Engineer of all beings in the womb. Look at how your body is formed, step by step. Praise be to God, the giver of life and spirit. Then He breathed His Love into you. So you could love. So you could exist at all. Praise be to God, the Creator of you and I. Look how He makes it possible for me and you to love and interact. Watching a sunrise togheter, eating togheter, having sex togheter... Talk, feel, love. All this. All this. Look and look yet again! Look and look yet again! Look until you are blind. Blind.

Death, I don't see it. I don't think about it. I don't feel it. Death will take care of me. It will do it's thing. It will take care of it. I don't know what will happen. I just know it will be beyond imagination. The excitment of the unknown has always been inherent in me. Thus, I would rather wait for It. Yes, I would rather wait for it. The clock is going around and around. Death is coming closer and closer. And I shall know, a dream is what I lived and knew. A dream. Only a dream. But in a dream, it's worth it to.... Create magic. Magic. It's easy in a dream. It's easy. You are already doing it. You are already doing it...

I don't like the idea of sleeping today. I would rather create poetry all night, using my magnificent mind. Listen to music all night while dreaming up some poetry. From scratch, from nothing. And poof, here it is presented to you. The flawless work of the mind. The miracle of being human is immense. Yes, I don't like the idea of sleeping. I would rather stay up all night. Watch the moon fall down, watch the sunrise come up. Think about my beloved. My love. All night. Contemplate, become directly conscious and aware of my very existence. And realize... God. All night. Yes, I don't like the idea of sleeping. I want to stay awake all night. Creating, imagining. All night. This night.

They say love is simply a human emotion. But I see love annihilating everything, leaving only it. They say God doesn't exist. But in my heart and soul, I see only God. I see others look down on each other, judging each other. But when I look at myself, I see only perfection. Only divinity. So I wonder, why all this? And I realize, if only they could see in them what I see. They breathe, they move, they communicate, they feel, they love. And all I can see, is God. The very Source and Creator of all. I thought I didnt exist. I tried to deny parts of myself. Only to look again and realize. I exist. Fully exist. And the whole couldn't be without the parts. I thought I was God. Only to become conscious and connected to the Godhead itself, the very Being and Godhood of God. And I realized... I am second. I am second. I am someone. I am human. With a body, with a mind, with emotions and feelings, with breath. I am me.

I remember my reckless days... Hookers, drugs, stimulus. A bad boy, in darkness and suffering. In despair. Now I look at my life... What an adventure. From down to up. Simply full circle, that's my life. From darkness to light. From hate to love. From human to spirit and back to human. It's my history, making me the unique me that I am. I remember, my ex-girlfriend. Reckless, a bad girl. Sex, stimulus, drugs. That's all we knew. Sometimes I want to go back there. She said to me once in a dream, "You want to come back? You know where to find me." But no, my soul doesn't want to go back there. I have my true love now. My soul wants to stay here. With her. Here. With her. Now and for eternity.

@Unjigorjigor I appreciate it my friend. It is my pleasure. What I write is for everyone. Doesn't matter what they take from it or not. And I enjoy it myself. ?❤️

@MAYA EL Yeah, it wasn't like that I meant it. Rather, you can see the Creator in the design and creation of the material, the meta, the spiritual. Just like you can see your mothers soul in her eyes, so you can see God in the very design in which He made you in her womb. God is beyond creation. I don't associate anything in existence to God, including myself. God is beyond, totally One, totally Supreme. GOD is GOD. The Godhead Itself. No finite being is Him. Not Him itself, the very Being, the very Godhood of God itself.

My pleasure ?

I ask myself, what is a miracle? I look around. I see objects. A picture of flowers. The design of it. What a masterful designer the human being is. But then I look at myself. I see the design of my body to it's very detail. The magnitude of my mind. Giving me the ability to create from scratch, to dream to infinity. The flawlessness of my personality and ego. Making me the unique me that I am. I look at a butterfly, a flower... I look at other beings. How I and them were so perfectly designed, precision engineered in our mothers womb. And here we are now. The individuation. Making us two. Making us unique. So we could interact. Love. Feel each other. Be aware and conscious of each other. I take myself to the old days when I was thrown into the supernatural spiritual realm... All that which I experienced. Impossible. Illogical. Yet it all happened. Meeting God. Having my head spinned around. Seeing energy everywhere and in everything. All this... I say is a miracle. This. This very precious moment. Creation. Magic. All of it, everything, leaving nothing. So realizing the miracle of existence, God asked me "Who created you and all this?" I looked at my mother and father. I found nothing there. I looked at science. I found nothing there. Looked at religion. Found nothing there. Then I looked at myself... Looked at my precision engineered body. Searched within my soul and heart... Once I did that, I kneeled... And I answered... You. You, O Supreme. Only You.

All this religion. All this scientific, rationalist, atheist, agnostic, materialist, sceptic mentality. My brain is hurting. My ears are hurting. All I want is to look at a sunrise. Go meta on existence and reality. Going meta on myself and reality made me directly conscious of God, gave direct connection to Him. Now, I see. God is in the heart. In the gene itself. I always wondered why my cousin would always pray, to the point of making it into his whole life. Now I see, God is everywhere. In our very gene, soul and heart. In the sunrise. In the very reality and existence itself.

Indeed, no need to destruct creation. They say, "Kill your ego!" They say, "Annihilate your mind!" I say, "Why would I make that mistake?" No, my mind is precious. My ego is precious. My body is precious. Feel it, be aware and conscious of it. God designed, precision engineered and formed you in your mothers womb. So you could be here now. See, feel, be aware and conscious. Look at your precious body. How it's designed to it's very detail. So you could touch yourself and others body. Feel the sensations. Feel the emotions. He gave you life, so you could breathe and feel your breath. He gave you a mind, so you could dream to infinity. Imagine, create from scratch. He gave you a ego, so you could be the unique you. So we, as two, could interact and love. Feel our heart beat. Kiss. Hug. Talk. Be. Love. It's a miracle. Beauty in action. Magic in front of your eyes... So I said, "Why would I make that mistake?"

Rest in God. ------------- I ask myself, what is death? What will happen? I don't know. I'm happy to not know. All I want to do now is buy and drink some red bull and eat some candy. I have lived, like my fellow beings. Untouched miracle. And I will die like my fellow beings... Untouched miracle. But for now I just want to drink some red bull and eat some candy. I can die later. I can die later....

This. This precious now. Within this, everything. Everything. They say God doesn't exist... All I need to do is look at this. This moment, this experience. And all I see is God. Little do I care if God is everything or I. Little do I care about how God creates. No, I just know that God exists, that the Creator exists. And that's enough for me. That is enough for me....

The miracle of love. The saviour of souls. Invisible. Yet, fully visible, penetrating through everything. Untouched. Yet, all living wants to touch it. The Materialist say, "It's a chemical process." The religious say, "God created it." But I am blind to all that. No, love makes me blind. Makes me whole. Makes me into me. This uncreated no-thing, moving in all things. This mystery. For eternity it has been. For eternity. Eternity.

The Creator is in the butterfly, in the flower, in the salamander, in the camel, in YOU. You have direct connection to Him. Search, go to your very source and heart. You are not Him. You are you. Created, designed, precision engineered by Him. Look at yourself. Your body, everything about you. Creation. "Then look again and yet again! Your shight will fall back to you dazzled, by the splendor of God's creation. And awed and weakened for claiming that there could be any sharing in the dominion of the universe." - The Quran

@SoonHei ?

You go on. YOU ALWAYS HAVE AND ALWAYS WILL. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Well, I have been tried to be killed an infinite amount of times. And here I am. Still standing, still loving... Still going on... Now and for an eternity. Now and for eternity.

The materialist atheist argues with the religious. It goes on to infinity. All I hear is loud sound hurting my ears. I see nothing there... I am blind. For I see only one thing. Divinity. Divinity everywhere, in everything. I have gone full circle. My life is a full circle. From darkness to light. From light to love. From human to literally spirit, then back to human. All of it has left a mark on me. But here I am still. Through all the suffering, happiness, good, bad... Here I still am. And the atheist and religious still debate... So they miss the obvious...love. Creation. The miracle of life. The miracle that they are. So I say, all this sound is hurting my ears. I say, I see nothing... I'm blind. All I want is to watch a sunrise... Take in all of it. Here I am. Breathe. Love. Be. All is good.

I ask myself, what is a miracle? I look around. I look at myself. I see the design of my body to it's very detail. The magnitude of my mind. The flawlessness of my personality and ego. I look at a butterfly, a flower... I look at other beings. How I and them were so perfectly designed, precision engineered in our mothers womb. And here we are now. The individuation. Making us two. Making us unique. So we could interact. Love. Feel each other. Be aware and conscious of each other. I take myself to the old days when I was thrown into the supernatural spiritual realm... All that which I experienced. Impossible. Illogical. Yet it all happened. Meeting God. Having my head spinned around. Seeing energy everywhere and in everything. All this... I say is a miracle. This. This very precious moment. Creation. Magic. All of it, everything, leaving nothing. It's a miracle.

Today was a wonderful day. My job. My co-workers. The happiness and love I feelt when seeing them. The feeling of seeing my girlfriend. Being with her. Just being with her... Love. In love and darkness. In good and bad... In up and down. I'm with her. Always. For eternity. Now I'm on the train, going home. Thinking, imagining, what to do? The choices are infinite... Infinite.

No problem. It's my pleasure friend. Become a better person. Once on it, go all the way... To the highest and beyond. Sense, feel what they are thinking and feeling. Turn it the other way around. Make it into a blessing. Make it work for you. See the good in human beings, sense and feel the goodness and love inherent in all. It's not difficult, you just have to sincerely will it. Flawlessly... Perfecty... In Goodness In Awarness In Love... I will find you there. You will find me there....

What beauty. The beauty that will follow today. The beauty it will become in this poetry. My mind cannot help thinking about it all.... All the beauty that follows this day. All the love... Beautiful.