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To One and All... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The poems in the following * POEMS17.HTM * file have been arranged in the order they have been written. The depth and nature of the poems therefore indicate the changes the author experienced during the time they were produced. There are more than 540 poems and the quality between the first ones and the last ones is remarkable! Many of the poems practically wrote themselves and all I had to do was sit still long enough for them to come through. At the time I was totally amazed where they all came from. Often I thought that I had become that good all of a sudden. This naturally is not so, for all I did was function as an instrument or channel of the Soul I really am. I hope that many of these poems speak to the Soul you are, and if so; they really come from you! The poems in all their "simplicity and profoundness" form a course in metaphysics just by themselves. It is possible therefore to go through them one by one, and learn more than by reading a stack of books. The poems in these files are aspects of my Higher Self and with great pleasure do I hereby dedicate them: - To the World of Man and his Infinite Endeavours - Only because of the steady performance of my Benefactors have my poems been realized. Humbly I acknowledge the great changes and growth that took place within me in the years 1979 to 1984. Sincerely yours, Gerardus Everardus Tros -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- WITHIN THE GREATNESS I AM ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ THAT what is beyond Me I cannot ever call God. For what is beyond Me... I do not know... To name 'IT' would be silly. But THAT what is within ME I can name God anytime. For THAT is what I know. And know to be Me... the God I know. For THAT is what I am. A God. Personified in Individual Form. ME. While THAT what I do not know as yet... is the Greatness of the God I am. It is my Unconsciousness. The Greatness of the Greatness of the God I am... I will become acquainted with - by knowing me - beyond that what I am. And the Time for Me to Know ME is of no importance whatsoever. For I am Time itself. Within THE GREATNESS I AM. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17371-1981 ME ~~ The SELF I am... becomes more and more aware of the SELF I am not yet. The SELF I am not yet... is the Unconscious ME. And to become Conscious of my Unconsciousness is my Life. My Unconsciousness however is as much ME as that what I am. For if IT was not - and therefore outside of ME - I could never become aware of it. The SELF I am then... and the NOT-SELF I am is ME in Total. Eventually... the SELF I am will completely join and commune with the NOT-SELF I am. Then... I will be... The Nameless All. ME. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17372-1981 OF SPACE AND TIME ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To touch Someone within the Soul within is feeling light by sensing Light. Through Knowing. For to sense the Sphere of Light that IS ONE feels the God that's growing. To vibrate by the Light within that's shown through Eyes a shining is knowing that the Touch was right and in Soulness us combining. For in this Universe so Endless Grand in Scheme... there is but ONE in Multi-Theme. Personified in Form Sublime as Man the God of Space and Time. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17373-1981 EXTENDED IN BUT WORDS ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What I create by writing... is not really my Creation. For I only write the Words to convey the Meaning that was revealed to me from the Planes I do not know. Yet the Meaning and its Origin are the 'me' that writes. For if it was not me I would not be aware of it. So... WHAT am I? I am the Writer in the Plane of Symbols. Conveying Meaning to the Plane of Earth. Into which I extended... by means of Flesh that writes. And what You are reading is read by Flesh of Earth. To make You aware of the Planes on which You and I are present to feel the Meaning of my Words. While 'that' what it is... that makes You understand is neither Flesh nor Earth. But Consciousness we share in Communion via the Plane of Earth. To feel the Plane of Meaning extended in but Words. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17374-1981 I AM ~~~~ There is nothing that I will be in the Future that I am not already. ME. And the ME I am is a God that grows. From Greatness to Greatness. Yet... WHAT I am NOW... is THAT what I always will be. ME. To recognize however... the ME I am will take an Infinity of Nownesses. And within the Nownesses of my Godness the Experiences I encounter will determine THAT what is unkown to ME about ME. For like the Earth brings forth its Flowers so will I bring forth my Brilliance. Because the unfolding of my Selfhood in Splendor is within the Seed of Godness... I AM. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17375-1981 FOR I AM BOTH ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sometimes... I feel that the Universe outside of me is perfect. But that the Universe inside of me has collapsed. I think... it is called Depression. But somehow... I sense that all this is needed in order to grow. To grow through and beyond. And when I grow beyond all this I will be able to see the Splendor of it all. And find that I am neither... inside nor outside but all of it. But for awhile sometimes... it seems as if the inside... is too small for the outside. Yet I know... that the inside and the outside... are equal. For the Inside I am feels and creates whatever Outside there Is. For I am BOTH. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17376-1981 A MIRACLE ~~~~~~~~~ LIFE... and ALL it is... is a MIRACLE. And so is everything else. It urges me... to look for the Magician... of all these Miracles. My attempts to look for the Magician though - hamper me - in finding that what I must. For that... what I am looking for... is doing the Looking. Sooner or later however... I will find that I am IT. First of all... nobody should be home in the House I live and look from. For as long as I am there I cannot find myself for looking. And neither closed... nor open Eyes help or hamper to find that what I must. And in the mean time... all I can do... is but be... A MIRACLE. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17377-1981 THE PERFECT INSTRUCTOR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He who teaches Mankind... or tries to does so to boost his own Ego. For really... what is there to be taught For LIFE... the Life Man lives is the Instructor. For each Man living contributes to the Teachings from which ALL will learn. Each in his own Way... at his own Speed. And all Ways are right. While Speed is but a Moment of Time irrelevant to Infinity. So...? What is there to be done? And the Answer is... Absolutely Nothing. For each Man... is to live his Life in Freedom. To be taught by Life itself. The Perfect Instructor. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17378-1981 TO LOVE AND PURR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She's a Miracle... in the Physical. Stuff I need to kiss. But she's a Cat... I cannot purr. For I'm the Love that's miss. So I but write... to dim my Light... Inspired right... and Bright. About the Cat I love to purr as part of daily slurr. But never will... for she feels ill... and yells for Hubby still. So here am I... an Open Sky... while she is his... and shy. What can I do... with Cats like this... but take a Drink and wish that other Cats... in daily slurr need me to Love and Purr. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17379-1981 JUST LIVE YOUR SONG ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joviality with a Tinge of Daring combined with Smiles and plenty Sharing... she is a God in Life of Pleasure a Woman in Search for Love and Treasure. Treasure that's found... within the Life she's living. For within her Being... she's Love and Giving. Yet in the Evening... of Future's Dawn she'll ponder and wonder... whether she's God or Pawn. But only by Living and Experience's Clue can she find the Answer of Who is Who. So... my Love... my Soul... do never wonder what's right what's wrong... just live your Life... just live your Song. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17380-1981 IN SILENCE ~~~~~~~~~~ When I was a Child... I lived like a Child. Believing all the Stories I was told. But when I grew up I lost my Naivety. And slowly I conquered my Fear of God. And understood... the Greatness of the Universe. By getting to know the Force I am. Finally thus... I found myself. For by growing up I put away all the things of the Children and became a Man. A Man searching for the Truth behind all the Stories I was told. And doing so... the Universe became my Creation. For I became a God... awakened to Itself. In full understanding of 'that' what I awakened to. A God... within a Man in Silence. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17381-1981 FOR THEY ARE ME ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When I read... or listen to my Poems... I cry. And the many Tears misting my Eyes are the Sadness of Man... living in Ignorance. And all the writing that is born within the Mirrors of my Soul cannot cure their Pain in Sorrow of knowing not. Knowing not... that they are the Ones to grow from Man to Human and from Human to Godness. While all of them are but listening to the Voice of Blindness leading the Blind. Yes... my Tears streaming from my Face. If they could wash away the Darkness of Man... All would be Gods within the Brilliance of Love and Understanding. But Tears are not enough and neither are but Words. Yet I will keep trying... for they are ME. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17382-1981 YOU ARE THE CLUE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now that the Signs are there for trembling now that the Signs are there for shock you have come to see and listen to a very wise old Cock. And what you hear is new and daring very strange and even weird. It's even MAD and most AMAZING to a Mind that is afeared. For what you hear is TRUTH ablazing from a Man that's worn and geared. But what he says and what you're hearing is as old as Time and Space. For this Physical Dimension is the Creation of YOUR Race. And no God or Mighty Being does exist outside of YOU. For YOU are ALL. For Once and Ever. YOU are ALL. YOU are the CLUE. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17383-1981 THE DIVINE EXPRESSOR ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You keep identifying yourself as a separate... and independent Being. As if you are... a Force all by itself. You are however... only a separate and independent Being as an Expression of the Totality. The Totality called God. But as long as you keep identifying yourself only with the Expression you are you can never be or feel THAT what you really are. For You Are... the Total Force. God Itself. Which expresses Itself as YOU. Being IT. To lose the Identity as a Force all by itself is to feel... THAT what you really are. The Divine Expressor. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17384-1981 BY LIVING THE FEELING ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ No Poet ever... will catch up to the Beauty of Life. And the fact that they keep trying... proves it. And eventually... they will tell you that the Subtlety of Words will never be enough to express what can't be said anyway. For Beauty... as well as Life is Immeasurable in Words. While Thoughts do barely touch it. And whoever tries to experience what Beauty or Life is by reading or hearing about it will miss it. For seeing it... or hearing it is done by doing neither. For Life is a FEELING. A FEELING to be EXPERIENCED. By Living the Feeling. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17385-1981 FOREVER CHANGING ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ God is... beyond... All That Is. Even beyond Humbleness. For God is perfect Silence. To never Speak a Word. Yet... God is all the Blasted Noise... in the Universe. Screaming. For God is... All That Is. Including... Screaming. As a matter of fact... God ALONE is. For All That Is... is God. God is EVERYTHING. For Everything is an Expression of God. And all things... that are Physical are but the Shadows of God's Being. Visible to Living Darkness. While the Light Itself forever stays beyond the things that are. Including Man. Yet... this very Man is the very God that is. Looking at Itself. For this very God never shows Itself... as Itself. But always as some Other. Knowing not... that IT is IT. The very God that is... Forever Changing. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17386-1981 OF 'ON' AND 'OFF' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ God you know... God never suffers. For God is... what We are not. While as soon as God becomes Us... We do the Suffering... by trying to become God. God never is in Bliss either. For God IS Bliss. Bliss in Divine Ignorance. In Perfect Understanding. And beyond all Wisdom. And ALIVE. Alive by means of Us. Yes us... trying to transcend... what We are... and are not. God... and therefore We... are LIGHT. Light... in Eternal Vibration... of Light and Darkness. For the One... cannot be without the Other. Making Us God. In Stages... of 'ON' and 'OFF'. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17387-1981 BEYOND ALL THAT ARISES ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Truth is within... and without. It is therefore anywhere. Which is nowhere... and everywhere. And so are We. We are The Truth. We just don't know it. While that... what seems to be true to Us in this World... or any other... is but a Dream or an Illusion. However factual our Dream may be... or appears it is not Truth at all. For when we eventually awaken to the Truth or to God completely it will be like an Awakening as from a Dream while sleeping. And however factual... our sleeping Dream was... we know it was not for real. And so is our Life. A Dream... an Illusion. A condition of the 'I'. An illusionary State... while living. Something we accept as a Fact. But Truth or God... is beyond ALL conditions. Beyond all that Arises. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17388-1981 THEY ARE ~~~~~~~~ I am not a Man... pretending to be God. But I am God... pretending to be a Man. And the more and more I get to know the more and more I know this to be so. For into this World this Plane of Separation into which I entered at Birth I am 'The Action' I am as God. And not the Actor... trying to get to know... 'The Action'. But for a long time... I tried. Now I know however that my Pretentiousness of being but a Man shines forth from 'The Action' I am. For the Games in Eternity I play are the Forms of my Nature with Infinite Eyes looking at each other. Trying to find... 'The Action'... THEY ARE. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17389-1981 LEARNING ~~~~~~~~ In the midst of all Confusion... between all the things gone wrong... I sit. Perfectly happy and smiling. Contemplating on what's right. Which means... that I'm in Heaven. And completely off this World. While to be on this World means finding things gone wrong baffled by Confusion. For these are the things of the World. The World is a Place of Learning. And in order to learn things have to be wrong. Things have to be messy. If this wasn't so... how could we possibly learn anything? How could we possibly grow? We could never become more Perfect... in a World that already is. Don't you want to become more Perfect? Don't you want to grow... and become more Mature? Well... whatever you do or don't... you're here anyway... LEARNING. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17390-1981 DIVINE TOTAL GRACE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The more I am this Ego... the more I am this Me I know. The more I contract myself into this Entity that thinks to be... independent and separate. The more I fool myself. For I am not an Ego. And neither am I just Me... nor an Entity that's separate and independent. I am Divine Total Grace. The God-Force of the Universe. Manifested in the Being I am... and do not know completely. A Being contracted... in Selfness and Suffering. Looking for the God I am. That's why I try to diffuse myself. To absolve myself from myself and expand... to loosen the I-ness in contraction. For the Consciousness I think I am in Selfhood is but limited in Smallness... to the I-ness I think I am. But if I could vaporize myself... as myself into the Divine Totality of Being the separate I would vanish completely. And then... the searching and suffering I-ness in contraction would find Peacefulness in the Being of Divine Total Grace. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17391-1981 REAL LIFE ~~~~~~~~~ Life is a Game. And it is played by Gods. But few People know that. Most People think that the Universe is split in two... and that the two Teams are playing for and with Man. The Teams are supposed to be... Gods and Devils. Many People have admitted to themselves that they are the 'part' or 'item' the Teams play for or with. They consider themselves to be the 'ball'. Yet they struggle to win the Game. Naturally they are the Losers. For they are being stepped on continuously by their own Mind. They call it SIN. In actuality... things are quite different. Life however is still the Game... and Gods still do the Playing. The Gods that play... are Man themselves. For 'We as God' but pretend to be Man. Some Gods are very good Pretenders... and have forgotten completely what they really are. Their Forgetfulness... makes Life a Real Game. Very... very few People know that they are God. It's supposed to be that way. It makes Life the Game... it is. REAL LIFE. -=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=-=+=- 17392-1981