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  <title>Poem - Discarded Wings</title>
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  <description>The poem “Discarded Wings” borrows from the myth of Icarus, the boy who flew too close to the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discarded Wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me while I put down my wings&lt;br /&gt;scorched by contact with the sun&lt;br /&gt;fortune smiled to pardon sin&lt;br /&gt;now I’m estranged from the sky&lt;br /&gt;they no longer function as designed&lt;br /&gt;artifact of my father’s hands&lt;br /&gt;pressed to service in storied past&lt;br /&gt;now a memory in the labyrinth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life was spent amongst the clouds&lt;br /&gt;vanished before by jaded eyes&lt;br /&gt;backdrop assumed as I flew&lt;br /&gt;now far above my fallen state&lt;br /&gt;within the reach of my hands&lt;br /&gt;that forevermore too short-lived&lt;br /&gt;stands eternal above the earth&lt;br /&gt;while I scuttle so far below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may ask what was my sin&lt;br /&gt;flying too high for my good&lt;br /&gt;I’d only nod in reticence&lt;br /&gt;implore the query to search my mind&lt;br /&gt;the highs and lows sought me out&lt;br /&gt;best to worse of humankind&lt;br /&gt;with the middle a safe retreat&lt;br /&gt;no longer wanted as I soared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dodged depths of water’s grave&lt;br /&gt;instead I turned to the heat&lt;br /&gt;now I’m in the island maze&lt;br /&gt;wandering from discarded wings&lt;br /&gt;returning now to the end&lt;br /&gt;the Minotaur will soon be fed&lt;br /&gt;if only I could rise to glide&lt;br /&gt;take safe flight above the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20171104.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=781615&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Apr 2017 02:04:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Poem - Safe From Carnal Sin</title>
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  <description>Carnal relations is one of those things that is turned upside down.  Those who shouldn&apos;t be partaking are while those who should are not.  There is a group in-between, though it seems they are in the minority.  The poem &quot;Safe from Carnal Sin&quot; is about the sigh of relief that occurs carnal sin is avoided between participants that should abstain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe From Carnal Sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The planets still move in ancient orbits&lt;br /&gt;ignorant of what could have been&lt;br /&gt;narrowly missing the end of times&lt;br /&gt;when lives avoid the tipping point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relations almost came to be&lt;br /&gt;in the span of history&lt;br /&gt;days of comfort, nights of bliss&lt;br /&gt;torments reigned down on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doom brought on Cupid&apos;s wings&lt;br /&gt;messenger tricked to other ways&lt;br /&gt;than what his mission asks of him&lt;br /&gt;to bring us love, not sex you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An arrow flew bind the two&lt;br /&gt;the world gasped with horror&apos;s wail&lt;br /&gt;wanting not the worst to come&lt;br /&gt;breathing ease when the shot failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would have happened could have been&lt;br /&gt;enough to wake the gods from sleep&lt;br /&gt;unholy union borne to the earth&lt;br /&gt;came not now, thank the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of worlds, the big bang&lt;br /&gt;delayed to wait another day&lt;br /&gt;by coitus spurned by Amor&apos;s miss&lt;br /&gt;the world is safe from carnal sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© 2017, Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170403.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=722877&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2014 20:35:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who Is My God?</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;From 2007... a revisit to relation with God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is my God?  Two legged, four legged, six legged, eight legged, and  more. No legged, non-physical, and more. They are my GOD. Music is my  GOD. Art is my GOD. Love is my GOD. Anger is my GOD. The human  experience is the shining start of my GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD is not mine to  have. GOD is what I share with all those things that are around me and  part of me. In the big picture, I have no GOD. Instead, I am god. You  are god. My cat Prince is god. If I have to put a name on the breadth of  this infinitely nameless thing, I call it Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having  something that resembles an infinite nameless deity puts me at odds with  some people.  I have accepted a middle ground with those people who  encourage others to believe their version of who/what God is.  In the  past I had an on line conversation with such an ardent person.  I posted  the following list and noted that I have a personal relationship with  God, and that my definitions of God and Sin may differ from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  God Exists&lt;br /&gt;2)  God Created the World&lt;br /&gt;3)  God is the World&lt;br /&gt;4)  Sin is inherent in life&lt;br /&gt;5)  Sin leads to suffering and craving&lt;br /&gt;6)  Sin separates us from God&lt;br /&gt;7)  The goal of life is to reconnect God&lt;br /&gt;8)  Removal of Sin reconnects us with God &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  word Sin enters the picture here.  I&apos;d like to flesh out what I mean by  this reference.  My definition for Sin largely from my Buddhist  explorations.  Sin can be loosely defined as that part of ourselves that  distracts us from connecting with our version of the God.  In Buddhism,  cravings and longings are manifestations of this.  What is God when Sin  is considered?  God is completeness.  God is the intuitive &apos;ah-ha&apos; of  how things work.  God is the World.  God is a personal experience with  the divine, because how you fit into the world is a personal matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We  are connected with God.  IMO we are expressions and embodiments of God.   So how can we be separated?  The separation is an illusion.  Somehow  we, as humans, begin to think that God is &amp;quot;out there&amp;quot;.  This separation  is fostered by Sin - those things that separate us from God.  Sin  doesn&amp;rsquo;t actually separate us from God, but Sin (in all it&apos;s embodiments)  does strengthen the illusion of separation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These statements  above are all IMO and definitely a WAG.  The details of how this works,  or even if it works, is different for everyone.   A spiritual life is so  damn personal.  I respect and honor those people who don&apos;t believe that  God exists.  I came pretty close to that in my agnostic days.   The  cool thing, be it painful or glorifying, is that we have a choice in the  matter, and we are all perfect in our own choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=434604&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Mar 2014 04:00:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who is my God?</title>
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  <description>&lt;em&gt;Back in 2007 I wrote about my connection with God.  Seven years latter I still have the same belief system.  I use the uppercase version of God, but I don&apos;t do it in reconnection of a single figurehead deity.  Read on about what I said about God and sin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is my God? Two legged, four legged, six legged, eight legged, and more. No legged, non-physical, and more. They are my GOD. Music is my GOD. Art is my GOD. Love is my GOD. Anger is my GOD. The human experience is the shining start of my GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD is not mine to have. GOD is what I share with all those things that are around me and part of me. In the big picture, I have no GOD. Instead, I am god. You are god. My cat Prince is god. If I have to put a name on the breadth of this infinitely nameless thing, I call it Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having something that resembles an infinite nameless deity puts me at odds with some people. I have accepted a middle ground with those people who encourage others to believe their version of who/what God is. In the past I had an on line conversation with such an ardent person. I posted the following list and noted that I have a personal relationship with God, and that my definitions of God and Sin may differ from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) God Exists&lt;br /&gt;2) God Created the World&lt;br /&gt;3) God is the World&lt;br /&gt;4) Sin is inherent in life&lt;br /&gt;5) Sin leads to suffering and craving&lt;br /&gt;6) Sin separates us from God&lt;br /&gt;7) The goal of life is to reconnect God&lt;br /&gt;8) Removal of Sin reconnects us with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word Sin enters the picture here. I&apos;d like to flesh out what I mean by this reference. My definition for Sin largely from my Buddhist explorations. Sin can be loosely defined as that part of ourselves that distracts us from connecting with our version of the God. In Buddhism, cravings and longings are manifestations of this. What is God when Sin is considered? God is completeness. God is the intuitive &apos;ah-ha&apos; of how things work. God is the World. God is a personal experience with the divine, because how you fit into the world is a personal matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are connected with God. IMO we are expressions and embodiments of God. So how can we be separated? The separation is an illusion. Somehow we, as humans, begin to think that God is &amp;quot;out there&amp;quot;. This separation is fostered by Sin - those things that separate us from God. Sin doesn&amp;rsquo;t actually separate us from God, but Sin (in all it&apos;s embodiments) does strengthen the illusion of separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These statements above are all IMO and definitely a WAG. The details of how this works, or even if it works, is different for everyone. A spiritual life is so damn personal. I respect and honor those people who don&apos;t believe that God exists. I came pretty close to that in my agnostic days. The cool thing, be it painful or glorifying, is that we have a choice in the matter, and we are all perfect in our own choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kokopelle&amp;ditemid=400662&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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