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Jeff Goins
This book takes a look at the question, the belief, and the
development of faith through self-empowerment.
We have believed many things.
Some we have decided were wrong to believe. Some we still
believe are true. The only way to find out what is real is to try it
and see what happens, and to ask questions of those who would tell us that
they know more than we and ask us to follow them, ask us
to give them our power.
Do we ~really~ want to do that?
Is it so easy to take another’s word that he or she is ~really~ more
in touch with God than you are?
From the shamans who said that only they were the ones who could hear the
voice of the creator to the televangelists who have a connection with God
that only your money can serve to bring His word to your ears.
The word to describe them all is “Charlatan”.
They ~really~ want what you have. Your time, your money, your faith, and
your power and they’re not opposed to asking for it all in the name of God
because they have already sold their souls.
With a little imagination and an open mind you can find whatever it is that’s
out there all by yourself. If you ask the right questions and follow your own
path...
~really~
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Beginning to End Jeff Goins
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The Beginning
Helpless, the rain falls unstoppable to cool the fever that makes lakes
become black roads and turns strings of rhythm that hum and vibrate with the
pulse into those that pulse on their own and organize into ambulating thinkers,
thinking of ambulating and focusing on their sole concern of making more of
those who become breathers of air that fills with shapes and colors and motion
that flits and blurs with rapid, multi-faceted eye movement, hovering over is-
lands that bear the footfall of droves seeking safety from hunters in the green
and black chasing and consuming their own so they may continue hunting and
with a snap ending others’ quest for safety in dry numbers along the line be-
tween wet and dark and arid and bright and the waves were warm on their
backs as the wind caressed open minds behind eager faces that looked only to
what’s ahead from the fifth point on the undiscovered wheel that pointed to-
ward horizons still liquid, still settling, still cooling, still yet to be still, yet to
be solid, yet to fulfill promise of countless things growing and boiling from
blindness to light, silence to sound, cold to warm upon boulders yawning up
from liquid depths to take their place among the others who keep steadfast
watch over the surface of slowly slowing mass, exploding with breath gasping
for another as rain spills helplessly on their faces while they look up into water
falling to drown them in their own unknowing, seeking answers to what forces
are making it all happen.
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Formation
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From where gods stride and skies explode
Where lines are drawn and points made
An invisible giant looming before us is
That which we cannot see
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In a Single Wink
In a single wink we carry off to the place we were when shadows fell,
In shades of green and scents of autumn rain,
This old dog pulls against his rusty chain.
With a doughty sigh I rise again to the toning of the morning bell,
As fractal falls the white and perfect snow,
This old song starts the loop with a new tempo.
As dreams are for living and lights are just for turning out,
The soul lifts up to greater things, leaving just the shell to doubt,
And time keeps dragging us along,
Until the final curtain proves us wrong.
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The crag
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Look at the sunset,
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In the space between the pauses
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Invention
it began to work
out of another
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Life sentence
Mind over matter is the building blocks of the brain power comes from a
strong mind your manners are taught to the brain food for thought control your
mind’s eye witness the power of the mind the stores of electro-chemical pro-
cesses the cerebral flow through the oxygen-rich blood veins in the brain’s
synaptic nervous systematic cleansing old thoughts for new memories of a time
long forgotten by the inner mind your P’s and queue’s the lights are on but no
one is home is where the heart is where the brain is connected to the limbic
highway, flowing along with base instincts tell us when our brain doesn’t know
when to fire those neurons when they aren’t working like they should retire
because they are brain cells after all’s said and done, a mind is a terrible thing
to wasteland of mental instability’s major contributor is knowing but not feel-
ing because imagination is more important than knowledge of one’s self image
is all perceived and thus entirely mental institution whose foundations are mar-
ble, flesh, electricity, and can’t be touched in the head as nerves fire from the
fingertips, sending sensation to the brain that invents experience, and makes us
believe that it’s all tangible and that reality might be more than merely a theory
that we all agree on as we see things change and have no ideas on how to make
it stop so we can get off and think about it and maybe write a poem if you
don’t mind.
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creases
loneliness to sell to
those in search of
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Take a breath
Take a breath
the words need fuel to ignite
take shape in the gasses
forced in physics
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make us look at you in awe
reveal yourself
turn you inside out for our inspection
will your force build a bridge
So take a breath
Get ready to spill out
set the cords in motion
shape the air that moves between
punctuate with muscle and will
sculpt meaning out of nothing but energy
that blows waves into the ether
and reveals you to us.
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Meteor
Dusty lace and unlit candles / give one pause beyond the door
Rusty mace heads without handles / pull the earlobes to the floor
Metal torn and empty dripping / paints the scene and old brown stain
Petal borne in cup for sipping / leeched out pale in boiling rain
Wear your best old comfy thunder / as it quickly climbs the stairs
Bearing dressed up motions under / all the black robes that it wears
How your sum in fields of clover / blows the leaves across the grain
Flowers come and now you’re under / there’s no grieving through the pain
Brandy wine in crystal fluted / raised the toast toward the sky
Handy vine around throats muted / grapes in earnest red and dry
Beveled mirror held by wishes / wall of brick dust holds the line
Devilled clearer eggs in dishes / pick the fruit from off the vine
Draw the points, all five in number / circle round the magic shield
Saw the joints but not all lumber / dig it deep out in the field
Weather sings of night’s foreboding / spill it red and start the test
Leather wings from peaks eroding / comes he now to claim the quest
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Church and State
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Zamboni machines with disco balls equipped with anti-Satan lasers and the
best techno music money can buy, because after all Rick James and Billy Pres-
ton are both dead and there’s no better conductor than the Big Guy Himself,
but He doesn’t come cheap.
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Cryptic
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Menagerie
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Poetry of magic
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we, who balance the universe
with goodness and evil
darkness and light
hatred and love
need thy
aid.
Come
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Come
Come
Come to me
Come to me
Come to me
Come into me
Come into me
Come into me
Come
Come
Come
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The ancient giants of earth and stone
The everlasting rulers of water and wave
and The undying masters of fire and flame
I beseech, implore, and beg of thee
to hear my words and do my bidding.
so mote it be.
so mote it be.
so mote it be.
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Reason
Tied my shoes, brushed my hair, my teeth, introduced me to en pas-
sant and the fifth parallel, walked me along the fence and drew the diamond,
asked me why I was so young when I started liking girls, threw rocks in the
river, aimed the gun, threw the knife and made it stick, guided the chainsaw
and the axe, brewed the tea, lit the fire, turned the key, read the books, told me
to ignore the ghosts, the pain, the insults, the meanness in others, in myself, my
hunger, my greed, that look, those words, the stares and glances, the memories,
the dark, told me to focus in the stars, the Earth, the moon, my weight, my
love, the words, the steps, the stairs, which doors to lock, which to leave open,
to walk through, close, what to do to grow, to heal, when to speak, when not
to, who to talk to, not to, when to keep going, where to stand, scratch, when,
where, and why not to, upon which foe at what time to perform a pointa rever-
so and with what, explained that there might not be a God, that there is, isn’t,
is, isn’t, definitely probably is, or not, has to be, keeps me warm, drives me
home, to school, did not stick the knife through my hand, drove me to the hos-
pital, drove me to the hospital, drove me to the hospital, drove me to the hospi-
tal, and back to heal, kept my hand immobile, squeezed the ball, flexed my
fingers, kept the gun out of the other hand, did not choose the girl but chose
how to stay with her, did not make me make music, made me make music,
practiced, practiced, put out the fire, practiced, opened the book, pointed me at
Boyd, Bachelor, Culler, Irvin, McGuffey, Mosler, Phelps, Peabody, King,
Shriver, Parrish, Rentschler, and Wilkes, put my pipe in a drawer forever, kept
me awake, made me go to bed, changed their diapers, or fed them, or burped
them, or held them, could not tell which cry meant which need, made many
wrong choices, bad choices, poor choices, dark choices, human choices, unfor-
tunate choices, sad choices, light choices, wondrous choices, good choices,
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right choices, choices that made no difference whatsoever, hated, loved, hunt-
ed, killed, killed, saved, stayed the hand that held the blade before he bled too
much to be spared, ran the juice clear, ate it with the legs on and the shell, spit
out the seeds, ignored the rinds, the stems, cut the stems for a longer bloom,
wondered why they had to be killed to be pretty, suggested I opened that door
again, close that one, closed the book when no more information could be ab-
sorbed frustrated me, elated me, made me cry, made me laugh, explained the
extraneous bombastic circumlocution joke, said Elven and Klingon ARE real
languages, fought the dragon and the pisces in me, still does, cursed my rash-
ness, asked why I choked him almost to death, cursed my procrastination,
could not understand why I wait to write those papers, read those texts, fix that
broken hinge, change those spark plugs, unclog that sink, repair that hose, trim
out those windows, reinstall the OS on that computer, do what’s asked of me
until it’s almost too late, explained why I bake the bread myself, that it is God,
slid the razor against the grain, makes sure the steak is pink and the burger is
not, took the bottle out of my hand, took the desire out of my head, relaxed the
fist, taught my children Aikido, tiger kung fu, and Kendo, explained everything
but sometimes lied, sometimes misled, sometimes deceived, cradled my mind,
broke my heart, made me look down, up, told me it was okay to watch one
more episode, play one more game, eat one more scoop, drink one more glass,
sleep one hour, miss it, make it up later, hate him, forsake her, break it, keep it
in, turn it up and sing loud, sing loud, think silently and not speak at all, sug-
gested that those ghosts don’t exist, how they had to be real, that there is no
such thing as different human races, there is no speciation, did not explain why
and how immigrants are bad and can be illegal, proved it was selfish by always
trying to tip the scales toward itself, admitted that it wasn’t always right in its
methods and urged me to follow my heart.
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Shift to the left
In a year or so,
Time has passed
Linear as the crow flies
Narrow as the lion’s heart at harvest
Having taken everything you could
Take one more for the cause
leave nothing
Do not adjust your weight to the gone
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Teller of tales
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Climbing for the dream
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The dream to live or die I choose the fate,
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The place
There’s a place
it waits silent as stone
patient as the earth
numb as old ice
It could be anywhere
you choose locale
it waits mutely
as it’s avoided
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The End
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