Karma is a bunch of BS! We don't "pay" for debts of our past lives- why do we insist on the notion that 1. God punishes 2. If God doesn't punish us, then SOMETHING must!

None of us need to be punished. Right and wrong only exist in our heads, not in any spiritual "law" or karma.

Life is just energy. Energy that vibrates at different rates, and in different wave-lengths. Like energy attracts like energy. You give off negative energy (which is neither good nor bad- it is JUST a type of energy that produces certain reactions), you get it back. You give off a lighter energy, your get lighter energy. Give off dense energy, you get dense.

I do believe that energies can cling to "us" from life to life and we do need to address them, but it is in no way a punishment for anything. It is only because we drew that energy into our life and then held onto it.

And we aren't "trapped" on earth trying to pay off all our debts. We can leave anytime we want. What matters is if you've increased your energy enough to leave earth's energy plane and enter a different vibration.

My latest poem. This time the style of the poem wasn't influenced by any other poets (see my previous poetry posts), it is mine own style. Or one version of it anyway :)


Voice of Mother
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Veils of butterfly dust
distort my mountain brown face.
I've been locked away,
too loving for fearful minds.

I exist in a hidden world,
ignored and alone.
My brother Moon and sister Sun
dance in rise and fall rhythms
across my sky.
Humans move,
feel, breathe
above me.
I remain forgotten.

Years have passed-
eras, millennia.
Decades opened and closed
inside me
and my orange-bright heart.
In cosmic realms
I live in sacred harmony.
Waiting.

Time whispers to me;
it is my partner.
We sing to each other of the
Awakening-
the time when play will end
and children will come inside.
We all must in days soon
become adults.
Only then
will I awake.

And those who moan
in self-torture and misery,
who throw their hands upon my dirt
and cry to the empty heavens-
shall themselves silence.
I will raise my voice
to tremble all chaos aside.

Forever
I'll remain hidden,
but as I speak
all will know me.

All will listen.

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I've gotten mixed reaction from this poem. You can take any meaning from it that you like- just realize that it is meant to be Earth speaking in the poem, no one else :)

It is her ever-patient, voice of wisdom.