Grateful Progression

A Poem by Bonnie

23% of my thoughts on this subject typed.

Thank you in advance for maintaining a place where innovative originals may continue their liberating thirst for knowledge. Images of the future blur when suggestions from the devil’s advocate discourage human expression. Please mock me o’ irony - you know my long to travel distances among the stars. This pressure fuels the chase of personal answers. In doing all that leads to challenge (growth), maintain integrity to self by belief in education. Any other details can be managed in favoritism of earth-space time and in the Law of Time - eternally in a state of fixation ( Emerald Tablet: X ), for encouraging all expressions of man’s individuality to essentially remain the pursuit of truth. ‘What is the meaning of life?’

I dream of sitting among scholars and wise men birthed from diversity, complimentary publicity encouraging many peers around, and gifting even lonesome souls a delightful thought. By this galaxies expand their translations through brilliance within the murderer, the healer, and all who believe in thought. The ones who face acknowledgement respect reality from another light - the fixation is enhanced, the fixation is inhibited - orbiting regardless until days are no longer around the people you think about.

I look to rest alone and happy with the Sun. Changed times feed me better since oppression lost royalty over my personal growth, thus a liberal University seems fitting for a soul like mine. I’d like to also admire the extent of degrees related to Math and Astronomy this lovely campus offers, with attempting perfectly customized details in education for Earth’s renovative

creatures. An Eclipse is where I dream to be, a hand given to the hidden is who I dream to be, alas, a child of the Light is who I’m called to be. If radiation on plants and fire over stars existed alone, thankfulness will still overbear my breath, and we together on top without feet, wander in awe at the continuous holy land, but never lost in reality. This is the gift from our Universe.

“ List ye, O man, and hear a mystery
stranger than all that lies 'neath the Sun.
Know ye, O man, that all space
is filled by worlds within worlds;
aye, one within the other yet separate by Law.” - (Thoth, Em. T.; X)

“ Forth then, my soul sped, throughout the Cosmos, seeing ever, new things and old;
learning that man is truly space-born,
a Sun of the Sun,

a child of the stars.
Know ye, O man, whatever from ye inhabit, surely it is one with the stars.
Thy bodies are nothing but planets revolving around their central suns.” - (Thoth, Em. T.; IV)