Monday, December 28, 2015

A sense of dread…, •shhh…•

     Watch the “quiet tide” very, very closely, behind recent events.
     Listen keenly for brief…, hidden notes to ineffable crescendo.+

…you know, the kind where you don’t know what to expect.
It’s upon us now…, background events portend terrible things,
many things that’ll get the entire world’s attention…, rapt.
Better get ready…, whatever that means…, now…, not later.

Take a step back, look at the whole picture…, events lately,
you know, the myopic ones that distract from a larger event,
a much…, much larger set of events soon to take place.
Keep your eyes open for things that’ve never happened before.

Behind recent events lies dreadful calm of portent…, looming.
I understand these events are distracting…, but look closely.
Listen intently to what the silence behind them is saying.
An obvious sense of dread descends…, as an invisible fog.

Pay keen…, close attention to events now…, and times…,
you know, the very small nuances of “butterfly wing beats.”
It won’t be obvious by any means…, so step back…, listen.
It’ll be what you could never expect…, not in a lifetime.

Already, the religio-political tide rises across the world,
making obvious portent of chaos, loss, destruction & end.
Time slowed to a crawl now…, will have a brief surge…,
one which will quickly crawl again…, ready to end, too soon,

     or so we will think…, though we’ve had millennia. - •selah•

--RK, 9:18pmEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/28/2015
     “Know the leaves of sorrow turn their face…, scattered on the ashes of disgrace.”
       You sure better wake up…, it’s almost upon us.+

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Can I take you home?

     It’s okay, I understand. - You can’t change things now, but…
     you can study history. - Take your time…, but it’s way late.

I’m not going anywhere, but do you have it all settled,
or don’t you? - Did you ask the right questions this time?
The answers are all there…, of questions you never asked.
So I bring you this. - Will you ask them now? - •selah•

--RK, 12:03amEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/27/2015
     Someone did. - It’s undeniable…, eh?
     So ya’ gotta’ go far enough back…, see?

Friday, December 25, 2015

A different war…

     “It does matter…, it does matter.”+

…the kind where you know the enemy…, but can’t see him.
We know his name, his family, his demeanor…, his purpose.
A civil war…, another civil war, brother against brother.
No purpose…, just a vie for power, control & supremacy.

Will you survive the barrage, the incoming, the hate?
I hope you do…, because that’s all your enemy has.
You have so much more…, so step up and conquer.
Vanquish them as you gain strength for its end.

Step forward, stand down, you’ve won, they’re no more.
Yes, it’s quiet now. - Take a deep breath…, a long sigh.
The real war’s not over…, this time it’s inside,
The Devil’s Lake+ you need to cross…, fearless.

You won’t find a boatman, but get to the other side.
There is your destination, long sought, now so near.
That’s it, relax…, sigh again…, a long sweet one,
your harbor now so close. - Step over the bough…,

…the shoreline is yours, long sought, now home.
Your war’s over, finally, your hearth’s threshold.
Sit down, take your shoes off…, warm your feet.
Lay your head back for another long deep sigh…,

…finally home. - •selah•

--RK, 12:15amEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/25/2015
     Ya’ gotta’ make up your mind…+

Sunday, December 20, 2015


     An easy step up to the podium…, but he’s waiting…, very carefully aiming…

Evocative, illusive, intractible…, not understood, intelligent & evasive.
How’re you going to “handle” him? - I don’t believe you can…, not really.
He’s ineluctable…, because he’s way ahead of you…, knowing the territory.
It won’t matter how far away you are, he’s got you dead aim…, dead center.

He’s already taken his high-caliber shot…, didn’t need a spotter.
You’re way late to the party…, you know, the one you didn’t attend.
You’re in his line of sight…, now…, and he has the weather report.
Kentucky windage perfect…, Coriolis force figured in…, dead on.

You’re goin’ down. - Won’t matter where…, the “wind’s” right.
He’s found the quiet wind…, more than a mile between you and him.
An easy shot you won’t see coming. - Mid-speech, all you’ll see’s a flash,
then nothing…, and darkness. ♦ It’s over…, a plan perfectly executed.

It was his idea all along…, to set you up, in ease, for takedown.
I hope you know what you’re doing. - If you don’t, it’ll be too late.
So step back…, rethink risk assessment entirely. - His aim won’t fail.
He’s just the spotter…, but his sniper never misses…, ever.

Time to hunker down…, or take it on and run. - •selah•

--RK, 10:53pmEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/20/2015
     You’re “wounded,” but you know what to do.
     Withdraw, rethink and release emotion…, finally,
     because now you know “where” within is…, inside.+

Your “light,” only a shade of pale

     How many “places of light” have I found so very dark…?
     “The miller told his tale,” but you won’t let me tell mine.

More than I can tell you, not of this world…, so many, so many.
So I call you out to see that darkness…, even if you see light.
Believe me it is utter darkness, compared to what I’ve found,
what I found deep within…, high, long ago now…, so precious.

If only I could show you, but each has to find it on their own,
within themselves, each one. - It is not out there in the world,
never has been and never was. - Seekers understand…, they know
exactly of what I speak. - Unmistakable to them…, they do know.

And so it goes for the world in its lost and lonely pursuit,
in sanctimony of seeking truth everywhere but within.
Nothing I can do for them…, for they never look there,
not there deep, where truth is so easily found…, inside.

All they find is a whiter shade of pale…, utterly empty. - •selah•

--RK, 11:30pmEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/19/2015
     How dark is your supposed pursuit of truth…?
     Found in darkness, it’s just a whiter shade of pale.+

Monday, December 7, 2015

I know this struggle…

     …so very well. - ’Been here too long not to.

…this struggle against yourself…, you know the one,
the one you’ve had to fight so relentlessly all this time.
It’s not insurmountable by any means, but you have to decide.
Let it get ahead of you or grab and roll past like in a roller derby.

It has no power over you, but you have to step up to the plate.
Don’t be a victim and languish in its mud of defeat & surrender.
Get up right now…, make up your mind! - You know it’s true.
Don’t let it get past you this time…, but ya’ gotta’ go within.

If you don’t, it’s all been a waste…, of life & regret in time.
You can get past this, but ya’ gotta’ stand up beyond the “norm.”
That’s right, it’s all within…, deep within…, always has been.
You’ve always known this inside, but never figured it out before.

I know this struggle. - It’s nothing new to seekers.
But this struggle will never be entered into by most,
for they have never keened for nothing less than truth.
Surely truth is the staff of life at all levels…,

…but you can never tell them that, not as they
engage in other struggles not worth the stamp of life…,
…dead while yet they live, self-made zombies…, roaming.
This is the “zombie apocalypse…,” all the lost ones. - •selah•

Go within…, for “pursuits” otherwise have no meaning…, at all.+

--RK, 10:21pmEST (UT/GMT -5), 11/10/2015
     The linked video shows Cristina depicting this struggle.
        Take the journey deep within with The Moody Blues.+

Saturday, December 5, 2015

I started young…

     You’ve got to “give me somethin’ more than sad my eyes.

…with the profound. - Nothing of it anywhere in the world, only
inside myself…, deep within. - I didn’t have to fight as you do.
I didn’t have to fight to go within…, deep, not there…, close.
I knew the voice inside shouting for “somethin’ more.”

“Give me somethin’ worth a sacrifice,” your flesh says.
You and your silence in face of yourself is deafening.
Without hard keening for truth it can never be reached.
That’s what Cristina Scabbia sings about…, truth.

I’ve peeked into conversations you have with you.
I sacrificed this mindless world, without argument.
But “give me somethin’ more than shut my eyes.”
Tell it to yourself, understand and listen because…,

…unless you do, you only close eyes within,
the only “place” anyone ever can find truth,
no-“where” else it exists…, and never did.
Otherwise only your “Dark Adrenaline” calls.

“I’m not alone in this divide,” flesh from spirit.
“(Your) silence is cursing (you) one more time.”
I crossed the line a long time ago, completely willing,
knowing “where” I was going, high…, deep within,

beyond, far beyond the beyond…, knowing there was more,
something far more than perception, flesh, soul or myself.
Answer your voice, find inner vision in keen of seeking,
looking to find nothing less than the truth…, all else

worth nothing, absolutely nothing. — Notice one thing,
that the dark-haired woman in the chair is you,
also the woman in black over you, also dark-haired.
Come out of your waking dream, grab hold of truth, or

you never will. - “Give me somethin’ more than shut (your) eyes.” - •selah•

--RK, 11:25pmEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/4/2015
     “It starts inside,” so “give me somethin’ more…”+

Wednesday, December 2, 2015


     Listen closely, Ben minces no words here. - •selah• - (55m17s)

--RK, 9:29pmEST (UT/GMT -5), 12/2/2015
     Being apolitical, I leave no comment beyond the above.+