Poetic Songs

The Rain Promises

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  • Prompt: La PLUIE PROMET. LA PLUIE AU LOIN TOMBE DES CIEUX. COULANT SUR LES VIERGES TERRES DE DIEU. EMBAUMANT L'ESPACE D'UN ARÔME UNIQUE. QUI SE FILTRE À TRAVERS DES VISAGES PUDIQUES. FAISANT LE BONHEUR DANS LA VIE. SEMANT L'INSOMNIE DANS LA NUIT. O CIEL DE TA BEAUTÉ PERDUE. OFFRE-MOI CES JOURS TANT ATTENDU. O CIEL TES GOUTES QUI CRÉPITENT SUR LES TOITS. CREUSENT DANS MON CŒUR DES LARMES DE JOIE. ΤΟΝ MAITRE M'A PROMIT. SUR MA BALANÇOIRE ENDORMI. DE ME DONNER CE QUE JE MÉRITE. CE DON QUE TOUS LES HOMMES HÉRITENT.
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Unbalanced Justice: A Call for Equality

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  • Prompt: In this world there is so much unjustice coming from Governments, institutions and individuals. When justice is served by entities other than "Above" , it brings some relief to the wounded minds and hearts of those who paid the price for this unjustice.
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Celestial Sunset Over Rugged Mountains

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  • Prompt: Ethereal Transient Luminous Events
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Emptiness

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  • Prompt: Everything that's created comes out of silence... Your very essence emerged from emptiness
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I Am

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  • Prompt: I am who I am, before the  sound, before the claim,   Before the world decided I  should answer to a name.   No title on my forehead, no story in my hand, I stand unclothed in being, just as I am.   My brother is what he is, untouched by my belief, No label carved in stone, no measure of relief.   We meet beyond the mirror  where no shadows remain,   Face to face in presence,  not divided by a name.   Every breath releases What was never true,   Every thought dissolves into What simply is.   I AM and that is freedom, I AM unowned, unbound.   I AM no name can hold me, I AM where truth is found.   I AM before all choosing, I AM beyond all shame.   I AM this is the truth now, I AM no name.   Everything is what it is, without a mask or role, No word has ever touched the   depth of what we call the whole. Nothing carries labels in the silence of the One,   All meanings fall like leaves  when the work is done.   I reside in the nothingness of God, Not empty, not apart   But full beyond imagining, A fire with no spark.   Here the mind releases, Here the seeker ends,   Here the self remembers What it never lost.   I AM and that is freedom, I AM unowned, unbound.   I AM no name can hold me, I AM where truth is found.   I AM before all choosing, I AM beyond all blame.   I AM this is the truth now, I AM no name.   I am the pure abstraction of love. Not feeling source.   I am the pure potential of self. Not becoming being.   I am not born, I do not end. I do not rise, I do not fall.   I am the space where all appears And disappears.   I am I am   No face to defend, No past to explain,   No future to earn, No loss, no gain.   I AM the ground of freedom, I AM the open door.   I AM the silence singing, I AM forevermore.   I AM the truth before words, I AM the fire, the flame.   I AM this is the truth now, I AM.   This is the truth. I am.
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Mars destroys and I repair

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  • Prompt: Calms appear, when Storms are past; Love will have his Hour at last: Nature is my kindly Care; Mars destroys, and I repair; Take me, take me, while you may, Aria comes not every Day.
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A Heart of Light

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  • Prompt: (Verse 1) Cracked and fractured, a crimson hue, A heart of sorrow, worn and true. But deep inside, a burning bright, A hidden ember, a guiding light. (Chorus) A heart of light, though shadows fall, It shines unbroken, standing tall. Through shattered pieces, hope takes flight, A heart of light, burning so bright. (Verse 2) The wounds may linger, the pain may sting, But inner strength, new life will bring. Each broken fragment, a story told, Of resilience, brave and bold. (Chorus) A heart of light, though shadows fall, It shines unbroken, standing tall. Through shattered pieces, hope takes flight, A heart of light, burning so bright. (Bridge) Like a wounded warrior, scarred but strong, It beats with purpose, all life long. A beacon shining, in darkest night, A heart of light, a wondrous sight. (Chorus) A heart of light, though shadows fall, It shines unbroken, standing tall. Through shattered pieces, hope takes flight, A heart of light, burning so bright. (Outro) A heart of light, forever free, A radiant soul, for all to see. A heart of light, eternally. A heart of light.
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End of Suffering

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  • Prompt: End of suffering. The root of suffering lies in one's mental attachment to things, not in the things themselves. It doesn't matter what you have, what matters is your attachment to what you have. We form attachments at the sensory level through neuroplasticity. Wherever attention is placed, neurons fire and wire together creating a program in the mind, a tendency towards pattern, which is what the mind itself is.When we have any unconscious tendency or life pattern, we are not actually addicted to the things themselves. We are not addicted to drugs, alcohol, sex, food or media, but to the sensations that they produce within us. We become free by observing the somatic field directly. The field of changing phenomena. At the root level of awareness, we remain equanimous without reacting or judging any sensation is good or bad. To become free we learn how these attachments are formed by bringing consciousness to the subtle inner world. We start to observe mental and sensory phenomena as a field of change rather than getting attached to the thoughts and sensations which bring about identification and the very creation of the world of form. This field of change is also called prana or inner energy, the feeling of inner aliveness.
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Whispers of Dawn

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  • Prompt: Whispers of Dawn. In the shadowed streets where twilight fades, She walks with heels that echo shame, A life of dreams sold by the hour, A soul entangled in a fragile game. Beneath the makeup, tears unshed, Her heart a prisoner to the night, She wears her sorrow like a veil, A nameless face in neon light. But in the quiet moments still, Before the dawn reclaims the sky, She feels a stirring deep within, A voice that softly asks, "But why?" Awakening comes not with fanfare, But in the gentle, piercing truth, That life is more than just survival, And hope can blossom in the ruins of youth. She sees her reflection, tired yet strong, In the mirror of a broken past, And knows that chains are made to shatter, That no cage of fear can ever last. With trembling hands, she grasps her worth, A light ignites where darkness grew, She turns her back on streets that bound her, And walks toward a life renewed.
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Going Home

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  • Prompt: Going Home. The moment came -- I knew it was time to leave, -- When i still believed, all what my senses conveyed was an absolute reality. A soft confusion a tender forgetting of what "real" really is. As if this divine privilege of witnessing the other side of the void has blurred what is a deceptive reality and a state of awarness beyond time and space. To realize that this existence is a trap bound to repeat itself forever unless waking up from this deceptive dream occurs. I knew i was the sun, the waves, the wind, everything created to be loved respected and witnessed. A voice in my head was telling me "i am not ready" , "not yet" , "just a little longer" . I knew that these calls where emanating from an "I" that knew it was fighting an already lost battle. I tried to be still to be anything but this wave that will carry me to the shores of eternity. Live your life and just be a witness in this magnificent dream, wake up and say I gave all my divine love, I am going back home, my eternal home.
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Between the Observer and the void

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  • Prompt: Between the Observer and the Void (Verse 1) Two paths walking side by side, One looks within, one tests the sky. Silent breath, a measured light, Inner knowing, outer sight. Different roads, different names, Still they question what remains. (Pre-Chorus) What we touch begins to fade, Nothing solid ever stays. (Chorus) Nothing stands, nothing stays the same, All is motion, all is change. What we call real slips through time, Waves and thoughts in shifting lines. Between the observer and the void, A universe is still being formed. (Verse 2) No fixed self, no solid core, Just a process, nothing more. “I” dissolves like morning mist, A dance of moments that coexist. Particles hum, then disappear, Probabilities whisper here. (Bridge) Everything depends on everything, A cause, a breath, a trembling string. Across the dark, entangled light, One becomes two, wrong becomes right. Look too close and things transform, Awareness shapes the final form. (Verse 3) Emptiness is not the end, It’s where all beginnings bend. Silent space alive with fire, Hidden force, unspoken choir. Not a void, but open ground, Where infinite paths are found. (Outro) Not to prove, not to deny, Just to wonder, just to try. Different languages, same unknown, A shifting world we call our own.
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Morning prayer

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  • Prompt: Morning prayer. Bright eyes reflecting the morning rain, A calm face with no sorrow or pain. A refreshing mist before the tropical sunrise, Helping a still sleepy body to arise. A prayer of thanks before starting a new day, Begging the joy of being mindful and alive to stay. Deepest gratitude for thosr awake and arising, A thought of compassion for those who are still suffering,
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Edgar Cayce predictions

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  • Prompt: Edgar Cayce predicted major Earth changes, including a shifting polar axis and land rising from the sea, linked to a spiritual transformation, with specific timelines often cited in the mid-to-late 20th century (e.g., 1958-1998), but many followers believe these signals are ongoing or future events, with current pole shifts (like the North Magnetic Pole moving) seen as harbingers of larger shifts, leading to theories about Atlantis rising and "safety lands" in North America. Cayce's Core Predictions: Earth Changes: He spoke of massive geological shifts, including coastlines changing, lands submerging, and new lands appearing, with Atlantis potentially rising. Pole Shift: A key element was the shifting of the Earth's axis, causing catastrophic climate and geographical alterations. Spiritual Connection: These physical events were tied to humanity's spiritual evolution, suggesting a collective consciousness shift would influence the severity of these changes.
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Save Earth

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  • Prompt: Save Earth Our planet is a fragile place, A home for every living race, From mountains high to oceans deep, A beauty that we must keep. But greed and selfishness take hold, And we forget our duty to uphold, To protect the Earth for generations to come, And ensure a future for everyone. We must act now before it’s too late, And make changes before it’s our fate, To lose the beauty that surrounds us all, And watch as our planet begins to fall. Reduce, reuse, recycle, we must do, To save the Earth for me and you, Plant trees, clean the air and water too, For the Earth is ours to protect and renew. Let’s come together and make a stand, To save the planet, our precious land, For it’s the only one we have, And we must protect it with all we have. Save the Earth, let’s start today, And ensure its beauty never fades away, For the Earth is our home, our only place, And we must save it with love and grace. Save Earth Save Earth, it’s our only home, For future generations to roam. Recycle, reduce, and plant a tree, Let’s all join hands, let’s all agree. Together, we can make a change, Let’s protect our planet, let’s arrange. Save Earth Sustain our planet for future generations Act now to protect our environment Value the natural resources we have End wasteful practices and embrace sustainability Every little effort counts Appreciate the beauty of nature Reduce, reuse and recycle Take responsibility for our actions Help save Earth for a better tomorrow.
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Life doesn't end with death

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  • Prompt: "Professor, do you believe in the continuation of life after death?" The manuscript states a long pause, a faint smile, and the answer that could have changed the course of history. Believe that word is inappropriate. At my age, I do not believe. I know. Silence fell in the room. The journalist could not believe what he had heard. He clarified, "But science, your science, has always denied the existence of the soul." Einstein leaned forward and almost whispered, "Not my science. What they call official science sees only what can be measured by instruments, but there are structures that do not fit into formulas." And I saw them. He paused as if weighing whether it was possible to even say this, and finally he said, "Life does not end with death. This is not an assumption. This is a fact." The journalist froze. You mean the soul, heaven? Einstein slowly shook his head. I am speaking of continuation, of transformation. Imagine a wave on the surface of the ocean. As long as the wind blows, it exists. But even when the wind dies down, the water does not disappear. The wave returns to the ocean and its energy remains forever. He closed his eyes for a moment. Human consciousness is a wave. The body is only a temporary form where it manifests. Death is not the end. It is a return. It took the journalist minutes to recover. His hand trembled as he took notes. But how does this align with physics? Einstein smiled again. Physics describes matter and energy. But there has always been another, the most important element, the one who observes. His voice became stern. Consciousness is not a product of matter. It is the foundation. Everything exists only because there is someone who perceives. The ancients knew this truth. I came to it through mathematics and experiments with time and space. The journalist felt he was hearing words that could have gotten others locked in an asylum. But in Einstein's eyes, there was neither doubt nor fanaticism, only calm certainty. He continued, "Experiments with quanta already then showed reality itself is shaped by consciousness, and when the body dies, this consciousness does not disappear. It returns to the source, to pure perception." The professor was silent for a moment, then quietly added, "If you ask me about God, then know this. It is not an old man on a cloud. God is the ocean itself. The consciousness of all beings merges within it. And therefore, no one who ever lived disappears forever." His voice grew quieter, yet even more solemn. Death is not the end. It is a return home. Something creaked in the room. Perhaps the old floor, perhaps a draft from the window. But to the journalist, it seemed as if the world itself confirmed what was said. He dared one more question. Professor, but you are a scientist. How can you claim something so mystical? Einstein looked at him heavily yet calmly. You think this is faith? This is knowledge. I saw structures that classical physics cannot explain. I realized there exists a single field that unites matter, energy, and consciousness. His eyes sparkled. At the beginning of the 20th century, we believed the atom was the ultimate building block of reality. But we were wrong. Beyond the atom, emptiness, beyond emptiness, vibrations, and beyond them, mind. He leaned closer and almost whispered, "Connection is the foundation of everything. If two particles can remain linked at a distance, then why cannot consciousnesses remain linked through death?"
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Beyond Oneness

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  • Prompt: Beyond Oneness. My awareness has transcended my ego, My consciousness has shifted from the individual level to the collective realm. No longer confined by the boundaries of self, I breathe in the essence of unity, Feeling the heartbeat of the world Pulse through my veins. In this vast interconnected web, I see myself in every being, In the whisper of the wind, In the quiet rustle of leaves, In the flowing river’s song, And the endless stretch of the sky. Each thought, each action, Ripples out in infinite directions, Touching lives unseen, unknown, Binding us in an eternal dance Of existence and energy. Gone are the walls of separation, Illusions of division fade away. I am you, you are me, Together we weave the tapestry Of life, love, and the cosmos. In this shared consciousness, Empathy flows like a river, Compassion blooms like wildflowers, And understanding grows deep roots, Nourishing the soul of humanity. Here, in this realm beyond the ego, Peace is not just a dream, But a living, breathing reality, Waiting for us to embrace it, To become one with the universe.
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Beyond the Light

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  • Prompt: Beyond the light From beyond the known universe where light ceases to shine, A place seen by mortals as the realm of the Divine. A paradise of stillness where consciousness no longer reigns, A symphony of silence that words can't explain. The chains of attachment slip away, no more pleasures or relentless pain. In a world where time no longer exists, In a realm where space and void cannot persist. The absence of conscious life recreates a longing the soul can't resist. A silent void where thoughts from infinite minds dissolve, A whisper of dreams begins to evolve. In the unmanifested what remains starts to conspire, To fuel the heart’s eternal fire, Cherishing a comeback that will bring back the light, We find new beginnings, but not an endless night. In the manifested realm without a care, The mind unbound, drifts through the air. The heart whispers secrets to the stars above, In this realm, we find the purest form of love. No burden of past memories or future fears, Just a thirst for magic and an amnesia for tears.
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Surrender

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  • Prompt: Surrender your Self to Thee, And its teachings will set your soul free.
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My trip to the library of souls

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  • Prompt: My trip to the library of souls. In a trance state, I visited the library of human souls. The librarian, a blinding, pure light, welcomed me. I asked, Can you show me the area of the human souls ? It replied, You mean the "lost race" ? I nodded without commenting. Suddenly, a beehive-like white sphere with an infinite number of swarming multi-colored points appeared in front of me. I was beyond awe but managed to ask, Can I find my soul inside this sphere ? It replied, Your "I" doesn't exist in this realm. What do the multicolored points represent ?. It is the level at which awakening is occurring (awakening is when the soul entity remembers where it came from—nothingness). The closer to white, the nearer the soul is ready to leave the time/space continuum. The yellow color represents what you call the angel's realm; the other colors represent different levels of awareness and consciousness. It "felt" my next question, and it replied. Souls are eternal and come from nothingness. Nothingness created space and time to "experience" a physical existence. Most souls forget their origin and are trapped in this place you call the universe. When you are dreaming, you can't stay in the dream forever; you need to wake up and interact with the physical world. Once you have purified your karma, you can stay in the dream forever, which is to rejoin nothingness. I suddenly woke up with tears in my eyes, and now I really understood what Buddha and Christ were talking about.....
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Infinite creation

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  • Prompt: Infinite creation. Living nature wonder of creation. Greatness and harmony beyond elation. Oceans, rivers and landscapes in a timeless beauty. Blossoming flowers and trees never off duty. Gentle rain that nourishes crystalline lakes. Mountain tops covered with fractal snowflakes. Vivid sunrises giving each new day a fresh start. Sublime sunsets with fiery colors, masterpieces of art. My eyes closed I hear the wind, the breeze caresses my face. Tranquility and serenity awaken my senses in this infinite space. God, my soul delights for being part of your design. Enlighten me so I am worthy of becoming divine. Don't leave me in my moments of despair. So much damage done I need to repair. Hold me and hide me in your abode. So I can finish walking the salvation road.
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