stonerfromohio
Bluelighter
You have to realize that this "exterior" world is a projection of your mind
If you haven’t realized this you may find it hard to be truly kind
Could find yourself putting up a resistance fighting the depths urge to unwind
The ego loves to constrict and bind so that it can poison the mind
Let the clear perfection of emptiness that has always shined pour through
Stop letting the storm brew cultivating the evil stew
The smog covered mirror hides inner nature
There is no self, this egoism holds all sentient beings down
Always seeking pleasure, knowledge, sensation, material goods
Anything to hide under a few more hoods
A consumerist culture fascinated by material possessions
Harboring a host of demons in the psyche I's derived from desire
Within the toxic mist passions surely conspire conferring to construct a host of Undersouls that create an enduring structure of daily activity
But the gist of this movement is surely the same indulge for "your name"
Its a game you may play for a few more Kalpas maybe even a few Aeons
One day you will decide you've had enough that its time to go back to the void
You will pick up where your will last left off on the pathless path
Take the burden of the bodhisattva or take up the cross like Christ
This journey is not easy no one said it would be
In this dark age everyone is waiting for a sign
Something divine that clearly sticks out but its just not that simple
Most of us mindlessly working off karma from many births ago
How much longer will we willfully play in this show
So many tired souls
Holding dirty bowls to numb the pain
Dwelling in memory lane careening through avenues of the mind
Karmic stains of the past oh boy do they last
Burn a few down with a fast but millions of negative seeds to go
Most are deluded seeking the dough
To and fro millions travel in circular highways
Looking for some kind of lasting happiness
It doesn’t come in the way of prestige, wealth, drugs, or sex
Most never learn they just constantly yearn for more
Never knocking on heavens door
Not giving the slightest concern for the poor
Lonely people in cities of 20 million
Growing animals for slaughter for our daily consumption
Destroying the environment for generations to come
For a higher digit that represents a bigger money sum
We educate our children to be dumb for the truth just hurts to damn much
Such is the way our culture works
But there are some perks a house bigger than you need, a perfect lawn
Enslaved to a mortgage payment
Never watching the rising sun at dawn being a pawn
In some corporate extortion plan
But hey you wear that suit you da man
Each day wake up with a plan follow it to a T but forget the moment
To many corpses of the past and things in the future to worry about
Some celebrity gossip to spout about envy the perfect body
Accumulate wealth with their karmic credit cards
But their next life they wont be so fortunate as the balance runs out
And they flee towards the density
So sad to watch this take place for they know not what they do
If I can wake up just a few
Even save one
Then this work ive done is for the better
We must extend this boundary we draw around the self
To encompass our entire family, then our nation
And if wed like immanent dissipation then the entire globe
Shortly following the infinite universes that sprawling the void innumerable
As the sand in the Ganges river
Even that expression is but a symbol a tiny sliver of the vastness of you
Please wake up
Acknowledge the I AM of every moment
Each inhalation is but an affirmation of now
Each exhalation further proves to you the infinite nature of you
Please please wake up this is you talking to you begging from the depths of you
Just WAKE UP
They asked the Buddha if he was God, a savior, a saint, a king he answered no to each
Surely you must be something, what are you?
He replied, “I am AWAKE”
------
One more poem, one of a trillion
Just another poem 1 of a trillion
Theres prolly a million to follow
This space inside me is feeling hollow
I just wanna crawl somewhere and drown out this feeling
I see this life I had just peeling away
Im kneeling on the ground pleading with you to make this stop
Let me just wake up and end this dream
Pluck me out of this endless stream
This stress its enough to make me scream
Mabye im caught up in my emotions and im being incessantly mean
But damn im still kind of a pot fiend
Why did that soul have to incarnate into her uterus
Half an overy and my scrambled swimmers
How the fuck did this happen?
My girlfriend lied and has me tied down
A baby on the way
She told me 3 months
My dreams and desires melt away
I fell prey to her concietful ways
Never follows through with anything
What does she bring to the moment
Is this just my unfair expectations?
She is just a conglomeration of her friends regurgitations
She just spews some story ive hurd a million times
Then again all I do is write rhymes
Things were just starting to get better
This makes me question any beliefs ive held
There is no control in life it goes where it wants to
You better go along with it or your just fighting the current
Ya that was my motto till this happened
Now the "I" says to fight this with everything you have
Tryin to carve out a life for "myself"
That seems over and done with
One thing that seems to be true is I have been sleepwalking through life
Too focused on the end.. the reapers sycthe
When all this time this lifes been right in front of my eyes
I was to busy gettin high or chasing my ambition
Or getting way to involved in this metaphysical superstition
Reality you cant believe away
And today it just slapped me in the face
This place ive been meandering
Has me slandering on all the people I used to call my friends
Man im tired of watching the way the mind bends from this intoxication
When your alone long enough you cant keep the delusions about yourself
Thats why most people cant stand it they see who they really are
Each and every scar
Man I was never even into dope but im thinkin about some tar
Im in college earning knowledge to make something of this life
So fast everything changes
I dont know where im at anymore
Shit just open the door let me go to heaven
Where i can rest peacefully forever
This place here its so tiresome
So heavy and cumbersome
Just get me out of this density
Lead me out of this smog of suffering
Every time I think ive up and left this pain
It comes speeding back like a train gone mad
Just give me a pen and a pad
At least let me pour the words from this megaphone onto the canvas
So I can shed some light on somethin for someone
Because these words that run through my head dont do me any good
Im not in the mood for any depth
I feel drained of compassion
Shit id almost like to go back to the ignorant materilaistic fashion
They say ignorance is bliss
I never used to think so but now im not so sure
Had the idea that I was pure
Man I was just entranced by my own self delusion
What I was in couldnt be called anything else besides my own confusion
If you haven’t realized this you may find it hard to be truly kind
Could find yourself putting up a resistance fighting the depths urge to unwind
The ego loves to constrict and bind so that it can poison the mind
Let the clear perfection of emptiness that has always shined pour through
Stop letting the storm brew cultivating the evil stew
The smog covered mirror hides inner nature
There is no self, this egoism holds all sentient beings down
Always seeking pleasure, knowledge, sensation, material goods
Anything to hide under a few more hoods
A consumerist culture fascinated by material possessions
Harboring a host of demons in the psyche I's derived from desire
Within the toxic mist passions surely conspire conferring to construct a host of Undersouls that create an enduring structure of daily activity
But the gist of this movement is surely the same indulge for "your name"
Its a game you may play for a few more Kalpas maybe even a few Aeons
One day you will decide you've had enough that its time to go back to the void
You will pick up where your will last left off on the pathless path
Take the burden of the bodhisattva or take up the cross like Christ
This journey is not easy no one said it would be
In this dark age everyone is waiting for a sign
Something divine that clearly sticks out but its just not that simple
Most of us mindlessly working off karma from many births ago
How much longer will we willfully play in this show
So many tired souls
Holding dirty bowls to numb the pain
Dwelling in memory lane careening through avenues of the mind
Karmic stains of the past oh boy do they last
Burn a few down with a fast but millions of negative seeds to go
Most are deluded seeking the dough
To and fro millions travel in circular highways
Looking for some kind of lasting happiness
It doesn’t come in the way of prestige, wealth, drugs, or sex
Most never learn they just constantly yearn for more
Never knocking on heavens door
Not giving the slightest concern for the poor
Lonely people in cities of 20 million
Growing animals for slaughter for our daily consumption
Destroying the environment for generations to come
For a higher digit that represents a bigger money sum
We educate our children to be dumb for the truth just hurts to damn much
Such is the way our culture works
But there are some perks a house bigger than you need, a perfect lawn
Enslaved to a mortgage payment
Never watching the rising sun at dawn being a pawn
In some corporate extortion plan
But hey you wear that suit you da man
Each day wake up with a plan follow it to a T but forget the moment
To many corpses of the past and things in the future to worry about
Some celebrity gossip to spout about envy the perfect body
Accumulate wealth with their karmic credit cards
But their next life they wont be so fortunate as the balance runs out
And they flee towards the density
So sad to watch this take place for they know not what they do
If I can wake up just a few
Even save one
Then this work ive done is for the better
We must extend this boundary we draw around the self
To encompass our entire family, then our nation
And if wed like immanent dissipation then the entire globe
Shortly following the infinite universes that sprawling the void innumerable
As the sand in the Ganges river
Even that expression is but a symbol a tiny sliver of the vastness of you
Please wake up
Acknowledge the I AM of every moment
Each inhalation is but an affirmation of now
Each exhalation further proves to you the infinite nature of you
Please please wake up this is you talking to you begging from the depths of you
Just WAKE UP
They asked the Buddha if he was God, a savior, a saint, a king he answered no to each
Surely you must be something, what are you?
He replied, “I am AWAKE”
------
One more poem, one of a trillion
Just another poem 1 of a trillion
Theres prolly a million to follow
This space inside me is feeling hollow
I just wanna crawl somewhere and drown out this feeling
I see this life I had just peeling away
Im kneeling on the ground pleading with you to make this stop
Let me just wake up and end this dream
Pluck me out of this endless stream
This stress its enough to make me scream
Mabye im caught up in my emotions and im being incessantly mean
But damn im still kind of a pot fiend
Why did that soul have to incarnate into her uterus
Half an overy and my scrambled swimmers
How the fuck did this happen?
My girlfriend lied and has me tied down
A baby on the way
She told me 3 months
My dreams and desires melt away
I fell prey to her concietful ways
Never follows through with anything
What does she bring to the moment
Is this just my unfair expectations?
She is just a conglomeration of her friends regurgitations
She just spews some story ive hurd a million times
Then again all I do is write rhymes
Things were just starting to get better
This makes me question any beliefs ive held
There is no control in life it goes where it wants to
You better go along with it or your just fighting the current
Ya that was my motto till this happened
Now the "I" says to fight this with everything you have
Tryin to carve out a life for "myself"
That seems over and done with
One thing that seems to be true is I have been sleepwalking through life
Too focused on the end.. the reapers sycthe
When all this time this lifes been right in front of my eyes
I was to busy gettin high or chasing my ambition
Or getting way to involved in this metaphysical superstition
Reality you cant believe away
And today it just slapped me in the face
This place ive been meandering
Has me slandering on all the people I used to call my friends
Man im tired of watching the way the mind bends from this intoxication
When your alone long enough you cant keep the delusions about yourself
Thats why most people cant stand it they see who they really are
Each and every scar
Man I was never even into dope but im thinkin about some tar
Im in college earning knowledge to make something of this life
So fast everything changes
I dont know where im at anymore
Shit just open the door let me go to heaven
Where i can rest peacefully forever
This place here its so tiresome
So heavy and cumbersome
Just get me out of this density
Lead me out of this smog of suffering
Every time I think ive up and left this pain
It comes speeding back like a train gone mad
Just give me a pen and a pad
At least let me pour the words from this megaphone onto the canvas
So I can shed some light on somethin for someone
Because these words that run through my head dont do me any good
Im not in the mood for any depth
I feel drained of compassion
Shit id almost like to go back to the ignorant materilaistic fashion
They say ignorance is bliss
I never used to think so but now im not so sure
Had the idea that I was pure
Man I was just entranced by my own self delusion
What I was in couldnt be called anything else besides my own confusion
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