" It was cold and damp, and oh so dark
Where was I? What was I?
Buried deep in the dirt in what they call a park
Hungry and thirsty. Man I'm so scared, maybe this is karma
Banished to this abyss for my sins, remnants of some past life drama
No feeling, alone, and empty, oh what am I to do?
But then the strangest thing, some tentacles, they grew
Creeping out from my centre, was this my heart to my soul
building some kind of foundation without my control?
I can't understand this position I'm in
Is it because of the past lives, the original sin?
Please give me an answer, you who made me become
This darkness it freaks me, I need the light of the sun
Upwards into nothingness my tentacles grow
My form taking shape, strong and straight up do I go
Then more tentacles grow out from the rod that is ME
This is getting really weird, what the hell could I be?
Wow, it's full steam ahead from the darkness I dread
Now there's light from the sun and raindrops to drink
I keep growing stronger, getting happier I think
Then these buds began growing and opening up
Just like magic I blossom, a heavenly cup
Didn't last long this beauty my cup shrivelled and died
Then some alien he cut me, the finish, I cried
But my tears must have nourished, another bud was to form
The new bud opened up and my beauty reborn
So now I am many, cups of beauty abound
Hanging off my life tentacles, my foundation is sound
Karma of life given, the creation of Divine power
Each cup of beauty reborn, they call me THE FLOWER"
- aka Brendan Lauritz
- Copyright 2014 (reminder... heard of serial killers???)
So with the change of year I hope some of you have committed to CHANGES in your life..... for the greater good of course. You may have noticed I have made a CHANGE myself in that I have changed the 'look' of the website. Hope y'all like it.
You know how I was talking about the Christmas spirit. Well I think I've come up with a great commercial proposition. A new concept per se. It's called "THE Jar Of Joy" and it works like this.......
You get a jar. Any sort of jar. Glass, plastic, whatever. But it must have a lid so that it can be sealed. Hang the jar opened on your Chrissie tree. Then after the kids have opened their pressies, and the Carols By Chrissie Tree have been sung, and the turkey has taken up most of your tum, the giggles and laughter have made the day fun, and the smiles and happiness have filled the room with love...... STOP. Take the jar off the tree and sit around in a circle with the jar in the centre. Then all close your eyes and hold the jar as ONE. Because that is what you are on that very special once a year day. You are a family. ONE. Then take all of the special moments of that day and wish them into the jar. Grab the lid and seal the jar of love, laughter and happiness. Then leave it sealed until midnight New Year. As the year turns open that Jar Of Joy, turn it upside down and wish the contents out into the whole world to SHARE, to enjoy, so that every person gets a piece of what you got on that special Chrissie day. See the problem is that we give Chrissie the joy within us for that special one day of the year when in fact all of the happiness, laughter and love should be "bottled" and the Spirit Of ONE shared..... Hmmmm, anyway.....
Before I crawled under the rock I had no interest, not even a thought, about gardening, flowers or anything to do with horticulture. My THINKING didn't get down to the level of looking for or 'seeing' the beauty in life. Last night I was looking out of the window and noticed the pink roses. They are in full bloom and are so beautiful. I was reading my book with "Nutcracker Suite" playing softly in the background (I never used to like classical music either!). As I gazed up over my book I became entranced by the roses. Now without appearing to be one beer short of a full slab, then I started to 'talk' to them. I put down the book, grabbed an exercise book and began to write the poem above. It was a creative opportunity to write. That is what happens with me now. Because I have CHANGED so dramatically I now know what to "LOOK" for. I THINK within my THOUGHTS, if you get the drift. My MIND generates my THOUGHTS, so I have CHANGED MY MIND.
I have given myself over to my Upper Case ME. I no longer try to force creativity. I let the hand of consciousness take me. When you ask for help from "Mister Someone Out-There" you make a commitment to CHANGE. Nobody has control over their past. It is gawn. Done and dusted. Dead and buried. But we have control of our future using lessons learned from our past. It is why I keep talking about my FUTURE PAST because each STEP we take into our future will eventually become our past. So if we are prepared to CHANGE our MIND and make the right CHOICES for our future, then we will be able to live the remainder of our lives the way that we NEED. The hand of consciousness will guide us along the right path (with moi it is the 'write path') to complete our Journey with total fulfilment. But it requires CHANGE. It requires us to LOOK within. So......
So as we approach the 2nd January, a not so special day, Chrissie's way gone for another year, the holies are just about done, we are just about to get back to 'normality'. Back to 'Survival' mode. Aaaarrgghh!!!!
Pretty sad really, when you THINK about it, hey dot.
CHANGE IF YOU WANT, NOT WHAT YOU WANT