Invisible obstreperous intrusion
Like subtle bits of stale and
acrid air that assult then
fragment the whole.
Asleep in dull distraction, the false
forever craves its lover-
who comes quickly bearing gifts-
empty boxes gayly wrapped
cacophany of ego balm
While Soul in Silence, waits.
GIVE HONOR TO YOUR DARK SIDE
Give Honor to your Dark Side.
Honor the reflection of self in the eyes of anoher.
Use this experinece to walk a path of wisdom,
to release your self-imposed
traditions of the past,
outmoded ways of the past,
of perceiving and believiing.
All that you wish to be free of is inside the self.
Look at these things.
Honor them for their gift to you.
Then, let them fly from the wings of
Travel to the stars.
Songs of the Arcturians by Patricia Periera
The Initial Song 1987
THIS IS THE WAY
And this is the way to care for the planet
We love our planet when we know...
We flee the hunter's bullet and
We are polluted and prostituted and
We are hacked to death by chainsaws
We know and feel the pain and
We begin to hear the cries of