Until We Are The Art Again
by R.S. Pearson
2011
Telical Books
First Edition
Copyright 2011 R.S. Pearson All Rights Reserved.
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to condense attention until I am the art again
in every way, every social manifestation
starting from all my creative expectation
all my subject matter collapses within and builds
attention upon attention glorious energy
focusing my vision downward
letting the sensation come back homeward
like it did often when were children
to condense attention until I am the art again
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see how far away
beauty can make me feel
let's see how far I get
if I keep shining in my heart
that beatific feeling more of the time
believing like a celebrity
that a person could always deserve it
believe it's not that different
than the norm,
it makes one normal
thresholds of always away
from the complaint
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gears that were ceasing by negating
operating now by gentle straight effort
positive smile of reality
experiential state of consciousness
form smiles of the eyes and belly
all blended, every gear is oiled
positive smile face of past
a music follows you like a sister
the intelligence of design
music, an art gallery
seem the only map here
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with the glorious Earth
that gratitude created
we are fire in glory
glorified every moment
when good people need our caring heart
I know that light, the night, and the city
will make my soul blazon
a three-hundred page spiritual novel
with nothing but this kind of thought
the light, the sky, the night's trees
mixed with a heart that loves God and others
make a soul a holy fire
if thy eye be single
thy body be full of light
a certain attention is the single eye
what would gratitude do?
would carve out a heaven here
would carve out a heaven in every situation
letting spiritual extroversion
take over me
to reduce muscular movements by one-half
will release stress
while a new state born
for the Word and essence to come back
luxuriating ideas felt
no limitations of the good
forward gratitude for futures towards highest days
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opened the dictionary to three different words at random
they were: faith, greatness and obligation
faith to see a blossom grow
the havingness of the common good
out of the daze that is the lack of acceptance
for having what one wants
experiences the havingness
that is the attraction to the common good
the longitude, latitude and logic
where gratitude puts one
better than where gratitude's lack
a logical conclusion
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poetic glancing at a NYC street
ancient city grime awakening in springtime
the punch is back in the fight
acting from all good hearts
is it good, great, normal, above average
when thoughts are astray
to steer them to something higher?
on Earth,
every method of self-change seems worth it
just never look to those
who don't use them to great benefit
or to the ones, happily
soiling themselves to death
with drugs or drink
the greasy spoon aesthetic
emotionally, what is in that emotional mind?
sense what it is saying
poetic glances
sense fingers and toes, body symmetry
senses of "I grew up in… "
that sense after four complete deep breaths with some retention
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a state of calm globally felt
heavenly father divine mother sister son
when the music is so sweet
how am I ever going to learn
to map out the staircase it leads me to?
to map these floors above
when thinking of other things
the music learns me to map out
the staircase to floors above
symbolic invisible ladder
upwards above one's head
yellow chordal structure
envisioning awakening, evolution
how to deal with people
in all the wonderful ways
a way how we can see music
music has to be composed
from some vision
some higher place
on a sturdy structure
higher than what we see
gives me memories
created that day
of life the way I would have it
let that be a landmark
of the first step of the ladder
seeing where the climb leads
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the things that bloom beautiful
are a must not a should
how much do you need
of things going right
for you to say
"this is enough" and "thank you"?
when something is good
and something is gray
do you get lost learning from the gray?
or see the good?
(the little professor and his useless collecting of knowledge)
from a little child
you needed to know how bad things
could be in other lives
to catch love and give it out to others
prayers of "thank you" only
in advance and behind
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so let me know
as into my good roots I grow
that it is a blessing of which they spoke
I will prepare myself for it
letting no group of thoughts
steal it from me
positive emotion and aspiration
believing in now
valuing the state of the present
it is the most crucial thing
stillness in design capacity
visual engaging for immediate success
belief was what brought us
the golden aims of youth
believe in hope,
peace and goodness
so it will be for many to come
and for this my prayers
answered in mighty affirmation
how it was said to pray
believe in hope
the golden aims of youth
belief was what brought us
answered in patient stares
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wiser than the day
not identified with space and time
wiser than the culture
the end of chronocentricity
the flower is the energy
of work on oneself
the flower coming up
sometimes meets with less resistance
not generating its energy
into falseness but instead in pure blossoms
wisdom lays open the present
to accept the energy, pleasure
and wonder
we can have now
sun, stars and sea
blue and gray solar blessing
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beatific optimistic soul aflame
not in time or season
full and splendid air inside arising
sensing, attention on, relaxing
sensing the body, relaxing it by commands
relaxing ten fingers
relaxing ten toes
relaxing elbows to wrists as knees to ankles
relaxing muscles of the mouth
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the first day of escape
is finally admitting to living in prison
to be in the Spirit is to step out
repelled by prison's pain begins freedom
the Spirit's Unknown is the opposite of bondage
faith is
to accept the wondrous
the evidence of things not seen
and the opposite of locked-in negative imagination
bondage from being in the commonly known
childlike acceptance of new life
falling out one thousand feet
dropping to the unknown
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careful now with all your successes
you aren't focusing on only what you couldn't do
in superhuman speed
(repeat)
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only a chemical solution
allows his brain freedom
self-generated or from a tablet
a chemical solution of alcohol, caffeine, tobacco
seems to keep many moving
they know their solution is right when
they can feel right about themselves again
all those they cast down in judgement
they mirror in their feelings to cast themselves down
and never stop playing the martyrs' role because
they just don't understand freedom
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the awakened heart is up
as long as it needs the divine help
for it to blossom
if it accepts and calls out
the awakened heart is, in fact, awake
as long as we need the divine help
for it to blossom
if it hears us call out
I walk on this other road
an hour I stay on
it is in a different land
mindful awareness
with different air and the glorified body
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windy emotions of holiday pleasures
on sandy beaches
massaged to looseness all over
one spinal column in mind
and one tongue to relax
I should put an ad out:
"have you ever been to other planets?
please send details to...."
I determine this would make a good start of a novel
the rest of which I would not understand
Since I'm determined to read again what I write
I will avoid strange use of language
it's clear that as some poets grow older
they think they must write too fast
(use this as a symbol of what an non-poet
might go through, too)
just slowing down
they will still have their poetry on paper
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a purple black feather
plans and dreams on paper
to at least know you in this
outside of the knee jerk way
people are lookie lous
and that's okay
it's what look you chose
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open now after the pain
which could have been caught and stopped
by forward gratitude
grateful for everything
living in this wondrous earth
or, living close to the eternity
we won't be in these bodies
treating every moment alive
with this respect of knowing
every thought of irresponsibility is gone
which could possibly
develop into harm instead of benefit
gratitude is peace building
we then have the proper perspective
we then hold all right attitudes
as you think, as you believe
as you desire, you will be
as you think gratitude
as you believe gratitude
as you desire gratitude
gratitude shall be real
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relative stillness on earth can be heavenly
eternal stillness on earth can be death
there are a lot of small deaths
such as having lost
one's dream of union with another
it was good enough when we had it
to never despair for such love
is to be nourished by it
the Song o f Solomon just is
the death of not appreciating the fine
nor appreciating those who have well achieved in life
the death of the hope of physical achievement
not developing the strength one could
the death of not having order and organization
the death of appreciating oneself
the death of not appreciating others
something more cunning to people
it's truly been a ladder upward and upward
slowly climbing a stairway of lovely plateaus
surrounding the highest world
the moon moves the tides
our bodies are mostly water
a force of the world at large
seems to demand us
to always keep moving
the opposite is relative stillness
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glowing each day and night
like the addict wishes to but cannot
instead by blessing and our own conscious force
that omnipotent and secure feeling
the addict only has for a few moments
glowing each new state
an evidence of the force
glowing like our sun or star
caring like a big brother or father
propulsive force of the very sane
in the past regret
which was born to always see choice
to create hope for the motivation
in the present
what does it take
to develop more strength,
to take things seriously,
not to have false or small-minded values,
to see out from our true selves...
to glow out like a star?
this becomes a symbol of the change
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sitting here in the purple light
blue jeans, blue shirt on
with thin lighter blue,
red and orange stripes
escaped from the trap of
all the other scenarios
positively an inside job
so much of earth culture isn't mine
more of a sublime inner streak
tracing past mystic heights
I have all the treasures
when I redefine what treasures are
grounded, Cornerstone founded
sitting here in the purple light
when younger I avoided scenarios left and right
tried to make the regenerative method my own
starting out more in a void
to create something here for me
instead of staring into the haywain
("all flesh is grass, and each grabs all they can")
to find the void from which Spirit enters in
all I believe in
are days and essences
from shift to shift away from the poisonous
tree of the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil
all I believe in
are days and essences
the transparent present
tender memories can't hurt by neglect
look at others' lives
partners they hook, then release
all I believe in are days and essences
I have not thrown back the gifts
some are just gone temporarily
because of my neglect
more and more I sense
God wants us to
to empower ourselves
to create a type of sun
that can be large enough
to suspend and orbit planets of good works
other's gratitude which will give off influences
that we can command rather than be its victims
at least it is this way
in being all we will admit inside
our enchantment
let it, of course, be seen as a symbol
just the way it is in an innocent child
the spectacular genius
the renuncient who was crushed and resurrected
the world system has no power over the solitary
(the one who rejected those
who courted them, unknowingly)
imaginatively putting the ideal in others
again a symbol for the days and essences
which are so powerful
they are all one can believe in
never idealizing oneself or others
but accepting what ones finds
positive emotion in aspiration
believing in the now
establishing and valuing the state of the present
this is the most crucial thing
for obvious immediate success
the more I respect Spirit
the better it is
the more consciously I respect it
the better my experience of it is
for one cannot truly respect Spirit
out of route fear or mincing formulation
this is the time of the sacrament
of the inner silencing
going back to that place
where no work was needed
no compulsion, no music or meditation
remembering people that helped me to heaven
Oh Lord, de-hypnotize me
this will recreate the world for me