You know the river…

     “Nature, nurture, heaven and home…, [you’re] helpless by the river,” but…

…you’re no nascent neophyte grasping this glimmer.
You know the river you’ve trekked for…, now far,
far from home, deep within, knowing you’re close.
One more step and it’s yours. - (I await you there.)

I’ve been on its far shore long now, watching,
waiting and watching for those I’ve shown,
for those I’ve shown sands chirping underfoot,
now near, so near…, deep inside each one.

They know, or they’d not be here but for keening,
driven to know its deepest reality…, beyond flesh,
only found from within.    ◊ Now step with me…,
step with me nearer its shores across the universe.

“Nature, nurture, heaven and home,” we stand with her.
“Angel, angel, what have I done? - I’ve faced the quakes,
the wind, the fire.” - I’ve conquered all things before.
“Why can’t I cross this river?” - Listen close now…, near.

This river, not from this backwater, traverses all things,
all things within and without, “dimly” beyond every galaxy.
Faster the closer you get, its light brighter & brighter.
“Pay no mind to […] battles you’ve won […with] rage & muscle.”

There’s more “here” than you’ve known before, just inside.
It’s been there all along…, only now you seek in earnest.
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“The hands of the many must join as one, and together,
together we’ll cross the river. […] Nature, nurture,

heaven and home, sum of all and by them driven.”
Our only answer within, driven hard aport, knowing
we knew nowhere else we’d go, upon our first breath,
our first gasp of life…, no denying, even then.

I know you remember. - •selah•

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This river, beyond blur down its linear toroid tongue,
velocity beyond velocity, unknowable without oars digging.
With great effort I finally found its center, speed blinding,
and I saw all things, my own insignificant, on its eternal crest,

far beyond just within, always hoped for…, finally found.+

--RK, 11:20pmEDST, 8/29/2015 ◊ 9:10pmEDST, 8/30/2015
     [This Adam understood, after first breath. - •selah• ]
      “Open your heart and hands my sons, or you’ll never make it o’er the river.”

I know what went wrong…

     So, what did we do so wrong? - Or did we/they?

Adam could tell us, be he’s not talking…, not today.
Dear Eve wanted what was good, but she didn’t realize.
Today we know but, way past…, it’s long too late,
far late to stop Lucifer’s deception Eve didn’t see.

Adam watched, knowing what he wanted in what waited,
what awaited his first bite, his moment of choosing,
choosing what he thought would be better than he had,
but was not…, though it’s not true he didn’t know.

Ah yes, he knew before Eve did, of lesser godhood,+
nothing as he thought it would turn out to be,
which could never have been, but he still knew unto
second sin of disobedience and loss of dominion.

Lucifer, the first sinner, delusional in desire of worship
and adoration beyond our Creator’s throne, and all others,
lifted himself up, though not beyond knees required.
In narcissism, he vaunted himself arrogantly against all,

all others, including our Creator, as a pot against its
potter Who could reduce him to powder, but would
not restart creation…, which He had already begun.
So Luc(ifer) in the Sky, with Diamonds, condemned himself.+

And today…, today, we know the truth of it.+
So we must understand its meaning in all this,
all this which was meant to be against us,+ all of us,
who inherited the law of sin and death from Adam+, always,

always working against us…, but for faith, deep,
which frees us in our knowledge of sin’s power,
in that faith is substance and evidence,+
substance of things hoped for, evidence, yes,

evidence of things not yet seen, unto fulfillment,
final fulfillment of our long hope unto eternity,
because we’ve always known our souls were not enough,
and couldn't be…, for our spirits each need birthing,+

unto each our final germination unto all things within,
yes, for all things beyond simple existence here,
here in this cesspool of Lucifer’s progeny of envy,
for he, hating our Creator’s sovereignty and throne who,

having been created himself…, could never have. - So we, then,
exalted above angels, will return adoration unto our Creator into eternity.

--RK, 10:18pmEDST, 8/17/2015
     “I know something about love.”+

Is anyone listening?

     “Gotta’ keep on keepin’ on…”

I’m not sure you can hear me,
but I’m here trying to tell you,
tryin’ to say you can’t hear me,
because I see no response, no reaction.

I guess I’ll have to move within again,
my always home, nowhere else found.
You not having found within, inside you,
I have to wonder why, why, why…?

Listen closely, because you need to.
In this intentionally ambiguous song, sincere,
I hope you’ll understand what’s meant, but
are you there only to applaud…, to applaud

my passing from your impatient response?
“I’m outta’ time,” for you to understand.
I’ve done my best, but your hate always denies,
even eagerly, all truth of what’s obvious.

Nothing more I can do for you, or your ilk.+

--RK, 10:40pmEDST, 8/14/2015
     “I’m outta’ time.”

Your timeline

     Yes, that’s right. - Your timeline is my time.
     You understand, I am the endtime watchman.

Entropy ours, I witness it with you.
How you’re to face it, up to you, in time.
You want drama? - This is it, unencumbered.
We all go together…, or lose all…, alone.

Step with me into its chaos…, eyes open,
here where it’s already begun, in earnest.
I’m sorry you don’t yet see it.
So I lay out a call to those who hear.

Go within, or go without. - Deep treasure
is there…, nowhere else I’ve ever found.
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Yes, I’ve searched all levels of consciousness.
Only in higher ones did I find effortless purchase.

Just don’t let me see your eyes in the distance…, fading.+

--RK, 9:49pmEDST, 7/24/2015
     True, it’s all coming to an end,+ but there’s more,
     and we won’t remember anything of now.+ - •selah•

I live another life.

     “Every second of the night.”

Another life, one I deeply wish I could share,
but alas, it’s not possible for us…, here.
These dreams, these dreams remind me, of you,
of you, and all you mean to me…, here, now.

“…and words that have no form, are falling…,
are falling from my lips. - These dreams…”
“Every second of my life, I live another life.”
“The sweetest song is silence that I’ve ever heard.”

So now, what of us, each deep inside, seeking?
Did you hear it, the call I heard late in 1964?
It was so clear, unmistakable, I had to move within.
There was nowhere else to go, not then…, & not now.

“Funny in dreams how your feet never touch the Earth.”
I never hid my face from dreams my own…, in the mist.
“Every second of the night, I live another life.”
“I need to hide away…, from the pain.”+

--RK, 11:00pmEDST, 7/21/2015 - “Dreams that sleep…”
     “Every moment I’m awake, the further I’m away…”
      “Spare a candle. - Save some light for me.”

Still my own

     “How do I get you alone?”

The secret, it’s still my own.
How do I get you alone…, quiet.
The secret is still unknown…, of you.

Drop it down, your body…, and wait.
Listen close, oh so close, to within.
Part of you yet unknown, unexplored.

Yet unseen, though still you…, there.
Cut your ties with the world, only chaos,
for they have voice only of silence,

silence never heard higher, way up,
way up higher, never seen, untouched,
untouched of even one single thought.

But this is not you, you know better.
You know there’s more, far, far more,
deep within, a place you knew, you knew

you could never ignore, not then and…,
and not now. - Touch home again with me.
Stand beside me in understanding, knowing,

yes, knowing, that we’ve always known, within.+

--RK, 10:55pmEDST, 7/16/2015
     “[This] secret is still my own,
        and my love for you is still unknown.”
           And the clock is ticking…, down…

Gimme Shelter

     Check the drummer. - He knew, eh? - •selah•
     “Mmm…, a storm is threat’nin’ my very life today.”
        And “It’s just a kiss away.”+

--RK, 1:17amEDST, 7/12/2015
     This was my time, an haunting song. - I was paying attention, ever so closely.
        I missed nothing, not from deep within.
           Thanks to “My Little Underground TV”

Great depth…

     No delusions for me, only deep desire for truth, nothing less.

There’s truly great depth here, if you’re ready for it.
Don’t worry, it’s the place you’ve long known, deep in
comfort’s wondrous depths freeing you from all things,
unto within, with nowhere else you’d ever think to go.

There’s nothing out there. - We’ve always known.
So why do so many lose themselves here, there…, running,
running down rabbit trails to nowhere, hidden in the grass?
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Let us revel in our deep solace, for we cannot help them.

They are adamant, insistent, trusting thought,
when knowing is so, so very close inside them,
never near their limited grasp, in furtive pursuit
of nothing, only finding rabbit trails’ deadends.

And you just can’t tell them. - How so very sad,
so deeply sad for them, when their own treasure,
their own treasure, lies so close, with nothing,
nothing you can do but hope they see you,

that they see your quiescent, knowing spirit,
fear banished with perfect love, detachment
all you have to help them with, in compassion.
Just don’t leave them alone in their last hours…, hours

in fear, all they’ve ever known, nothing ever sought beyond. - •selah•+

     Wake up this time, eyes closed, and open others wide from within.

--RK, 11:22pmEDST, 7/10/2015
     It’s okay to cry. - You know I understand.+

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--RK, 12:39amEDST, 7/3/2015

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