Come Together, A Poem

Date: November 28th, 2016

Previously on PZ: Next To You, A Poem

*The following poem was previously published on Project Zeitgeist prior to the database hack of July 2016*


The color of lovers is a spectrum only seen
From the eye in the middle of your forehead
With a tasty hook in one hand
And a noose around your neck in the other.
Oh, what a day that was
When we were walking hand in hand
Cosmic waves washing over us --
Or was that only in a dream?
I can never tell, you know
And sometimes I don't want to.
There is an ocean between you and me
She is there for you, but I cannot be.
So what does this mean?
Forget-you-will or forget-you-won't?
I'll go halfway in both directions,
Never knowing what a glorious love to be
Within the deep vast darkness of your eyes --
Those crazy deep pools of nothing but your soul
I think you may be tantalizing me.
Don't worry, I think I might like it these days.
When can I have you? - When will you be mine?
Wanting to awaken with you in the mornings has never been a crime
(Although the nights before the mornings may be quite “sinful” indeed)
I do not know why we hold ourselves back from each other
Because I know we love each other --
Well, I don't know why I love you - but I do.
The lovers are two chemicals
Exploding in one another's lust
Electricity coursing through the veins of their beings --
The future awaits - the future approaches
When the lovers will come together in union
Forever changing
Time will come for them to separate
And come together again.
So it will be with you and I
Yet just so I am clear, dear heart --
I own the dearest heart to me.
But... I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine
So your heart is the dearest heart to me, dear lover --
Because our hearts are one, Divine.

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Next To You, A Poem

Date: November 24th, 2016

Previously on PZ: What Now? Half Of America Elected A Bigot, And...

*The following poem was previously published on Project Zeitgeist prior to the database hack of July 2016*


Once we stood together, and there was an ocean between us.
Day by day the ocean drained
And now I can touch your face.
Hello, my love, how have you been?
Such a long night without you
Without a why or when.
The heat in me has set me free
Adrift among the stars
Of a thousand lovely voyages
And a thousand lovely more.
And a lonely face is calling me
As if it has been forgotten
The moment I was set free.
But Paradise awaits, awaits around the corner
And I am running to that place
Where Dreams and Wishes collide into Hope
Where Love is there to stay.
Although the world may end, my love, please meet me there
The world is ending always
Hung by the noose of a neverending rope.
There was an ocean between us
But once it left us we became one
Congealed and sealed our fates
Until one day we'll separate
And the wheel starts turning again.
The Gods have Gods
And those Gods are within us.
So lift up your face, my love, and see the Sun
There are a million lovely stars to remind you who you are
You are Me and I am You
There is nothing we cannot do
And so the ocean grows and drains,
Yet I am still right next to You.

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What Now? Half Of America Elected A Bigot, And...

Date: November 10th, 2016


A bunch of people like Trump, and a bunch of people hate Trump, but now he is expected to lead with authority over both sets of people. No matter how #Election2016 turned out, a good chunk of people would be deeply disturbed by the outcome. Both progress and bigotry are here to stay. How do we move on from here?

I have this belief that the Universe is big enough for us all to thrive. Humanity's answer to diversity it cannot handle has been territorialization and terror campaigns. But like the yin-yang, we are opposites bound together in space by our own internal connections. Peacefully or not, we all coexist in this magnificent Universe together symbiotically. Whether our resonance is clashing or harmonious, we are all stuck in eternity with each other. I say "Let's Evolve Together", but I know that by nature not everyone is going to agree with me. I feel that's okay. I'll be me over here, and you be you over there. So why doesn't this approach always work perfectly?

I theorize there are at least two reasons why human segregation doesn't solve "diversity problems":

1. There are new human beings born into every part of the world all the time, and they aren't up to speed with or on the same page as the communities they are born into all of the time.

2. All people are deeply connected to each other on a level no government can tamper with and no religion could disconnect.

Trump may be racist, sexist, xenophobic and ignoble, but he ran for president of America and he won. It says a lot about the world we are living in, but he had every right to run for president. We must not forget that we have every right to be ourselves too - we have all the right to be different, to be masculine or feminine as we please, to love whoever we want to love and to go where we want to go. We have the right to feel and declare Donald Trump to be #NotMyPresident. These rights to freedom and joy and self-determination are not granted by patrons or presidents or constitutions or words on paper - these rights are natural unto us. We are so free that we can choose bondage. Governments may work tirelessly to unnaturally pin us down, but we are individually more powerful in our own lives than any government could ever be. While we revel in our own freedom, some of us feel threatened by the freedom of others. Freedom from bondage can only be found when we follow the truest joys of our hearts. Using our God-given freedom to follow our bliss produces the kind of growth that matters most in the Universe. We've all seen how Trump follows his bliss. The better question is, how are you going to follow your bliss?

I know how I'm going to follow my bliss. For me, nothing has really changed - I've got a fantastic lifetime ahead of me, and I'm gonna live my life happily ever after regardless of what's going on in the world around me. I've always known about the pros and cons of democratic government, that's why I've been building my life and my production company around it. My parents couldn't grind me into conformity, and no government dead or alive will have better luck than they did in the battle for my soul. I own my own soul now, bitches, and I am loving it. Like Caesar, I'll never give up this power. There are a lot of crazy wonderful and beautiful things in this world and inside my mind, and it is my job as a fairy godmother to show it to as many people as I possibly can. There are words and poems to be written, music to be produced, images to be painted, people to love, places to see, good food to eat, insights to be made, celebrations to be created, movies to make, stories to tell, animals to appreciate, flowers to smell, light shows to witness, communities to build, mysteries to probe, children to be cared for, and dark corners of the Universe to be illuminated gradually. There is so much good stuff to experience that I'm gonna focus on exactly that stuff. And all the good things that are currently locked inside me, all the great things only I can experience, well I'm gonna do my best to share them with people so that they can benefit from them, too. I don't want to die without being sure that I have sung my song and spoken my voice for the benefit of SOMEBODY'S happiness, even if the only person I'm able to bring happiness to is myself.

But all of us are connected and there are always new people coming into the world. So not only do I know that my happiness will automatically translate to humanity's happiness, but I also know that the world will eventually heal from the scorched-earth campaigns of 2016 American politics. Human history is full of accounts of social disasters that eventually healed - the blood-soaked battlegrounds will turn to lush green fields eventually, and the hostile energies of war will have to find somewhere else to spread their disease. It has always been so. The world is not ending, this is just how it works. A world without any social upheaval ever is a dead world. A world alive changes and will change. A world alive will have contrasting points of views in it. Some of us love this human salad and some of us want to put this human salad in a blender. But love always trumps hate, because love is naturally more powerful than hatred, and hatred is really just a perception of a lack of love. Yet there is no lack of love. If love is the light and hatred the shadows, or lack of light, then love will always be more powerful. The most loving thing any of us can do is to love the shadows and let them be. The shadows can be very dark and blind you, but they are not wrong; The light can also be very bright and blind you, but it is not wrong.

And to be honest, we all make too much out of all of this, anyways. The president elect has said a lot to rile people up, but he hasn't actually done anything yet. Half of America may have elected a bigot because they're bigots too, but that's fine. We have the right to ignore the government's power and the bigots around us so that we can find our own power to live our wonderful lives.

Donald Trump may be the 45th American president, but he is not my president and he can waterboard me 'till the end of time for it, but he won't change me.

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Tags: Politics, The Valentine



Occupy Yourself: Better

Date: November 8th, 2016

Previously on PZ: The Dream Of Earth's Creation

Today is the day of the 2016 American Presidential Election. There are a lot of reasons why I choose to not vote in these elections, reasons I’ll not be delving into right here and now. This particular election cycle has for me been, to say the least, a gigantic hilarious “I could have told you so years ago” degrading slay ride. A lot of drama has been stirred up, a lot of people have been horrified by the political campaigns of this cycle’s hopeful presidential nominees. The political atmosphere is fully charged. Virtually everyone I talk to on a daily basis thinks Trump is out of his mind. I know some people think Hillary is just as dangerous. But no matter who wins this cycle’s presidential election, I know my life is going to continue and it is going to be a fantastic life indeed because we individually have more power in our own lives than any politician could ever have.

Getting mired in shit brigades like this one is not good for my health right now. Sure, I’ve actually been keeping up on the news regarding this election, but I haven’t allowed myself to become TOO emotionally involved in its outcome. I would hate to see Donald Trump be president of America, I do not believe he could ever do a good job at it, but I have faith that whatever happens next will ultimately move us forward as a human family as people learn to re-examine what’s truly important to them. These energies have been culminating for a very long time, and these are the energies into which Celestial Pearl will gradually emerge.

The Earth changes, and so do human emotions. I want my media company to serve both for as long as I live. I am building Celestial Pearl to be a grand structure that will have potential benefit for everyone and everything, and I know it needs to be fluid because things change. Even if they may be changing into more of the same things, things change. Think about it. A flatlined heart changes into the same thing from one moment to the next, but a beating and alive heart changes cyclically from moment to moment, all with its ups and downs. So it is with life, and so it is with politics. Don’t let them drag you down or otherwise change your fabulous self. Vote if you feel you should vote, and vote for whoever you feel you should vote for. I just believe you should feel more of your own power at all times, just as a beating heart feels the power flowing through it while it is alive.

Pay attention to how you feel. How would you rather feel? Think. Think for yourself. It’s not illegal yet.

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Tags: Occupy Yourself, Politics