Jody

Walking the streets of an illuminated playground
He never had anything he could not beat,
However on this foggy summer night
He meet officer Wright.

Using a fictional game of truth,
The officer won the mind of young Jody.
Dropping the big hand of law,
Jody was trapped by the Judicial System.

Much to our surprise officer Wright was just a pawn.
Moving up the many steps of parliament,
Here we stand beside the puppeteer of our times.

He has no name, no face and no soul,
But a voice heard by all four corners of earth.
His hand pressed on our lives.
Everyday we feel his effects.

This means not being bliss of any kind.
Life is to be lived in no particular way,
However this way must be a personal freedom,
Which will strike no one.

This would of saved blind Jody.
He is a sheep of society,
Part of the heard.

This stuck in the figure eight.
We must grow out and explore life,
Living is but a small part in the experience.

Now that’s where we stand,
No pass , no future just a present.

Benching A Smoke

Benching a Smoke.

As I lie upon my woven wonder.
I beg to think about what I might be to ponder.

In instant of lighting a strike of fire
I ponder weather or not I am a liar?

When I see transit owned by money,
Run for our daily people.

A read of paper, full of stories
Written by they who owns the deed of the print.

I see a world blinded by a river.
An immense river of greed and unfair deeds.


I am yet to set a single breath,
On anything put my cigarette.

My entire mind may image,
Uncertainty of our world.

Therefore I beg to think,
Do I see the reality?
Or see my deepest fear?

DAyRise

Day Rise

Moon has set.
The sun has risen forth.

The vast sea of bleu
Creeping over our heads.

Rays of life
Awakening all the wonders of the world.

Creating a joyous spring morning.
Spreading the sent of the wise and pure.

The eternal beauty that surrounds me,
Is nothing near a surrealistic dream?

This is at its purest form,
Far from reality.

This is my morning glory.

One wise Man

One wise Man

Words of a wise man
Muffled by his own ego.
Trapped inside him
Like a bird in a cage.

This man now part
Of my day to day life.


My surrounding calm
And peaceful
But couch end by
Layers of despair.

Oh will we save our earth
My soul she cries.

Life lived in the moment
I have no future
As I have no past.

But mother earth
Fighting harder and harder
To remain serene and pure.
To have an eternal Future.


Simon Morin

The Millennium

From the earth my body became,

I have been before but now I’m here.

Surrounding myself with all of the elements.

Nature will guide me.

The ages go by,

I have grown,

I now live.

Awaken by propaganda,

Consumerism and faulty politics.

My world is filled with freedom.

The feeling I get from the caterpillar’s smoke,

Rising against,

Stopping all unjust force.

A problem only to be resolved,

Must not reach ground zero

But I can still see it coming.

Justice falls into great piece,

Filling itself with doves

The lord sings.

My community is blind,

Unaware of the simple beauty of

Life which surrounds them.

Now I show you,

I have no past and no future.

As I am only in the present

Rocks falling, grip is gone.

Everything slips,

Life is now a game

You play until you reach to the end of your fall.

This is not the way to live.

To live in a straight line going from beginning to end.

Without the freedom of decisions or peace

Unlike the others I live in a circle witch will not end.

Leo's Mindfull Adventures

Introduction:

This is the journal of one Leo-Paul St.Clair. He is a young man who has escaped his habitual life to cross the deserts of Arabia. After the following events we have recovered only one journal, written when crossing the Aberinkula Desert. Leo was never pronounced dead or found, legend in the local area tells about a mystical man who came to there land. He would speak of things they could never dream about, he would restore their faith. Only to leave seven days later. This has been reported by seventy-five villages across an 800 mile radius. Could this be Leo? Only you can make this reality true.

Tree of Living Truth


Sometime in April
56 days in Desert.


I find that the emptiness in the desert is all but so beautiful. As I open my new journal to write.
Things are so intense now, I am now capable of letting go completely, I can just float over reality and create my own, and I become one with everything around me. I am part of the earth; I am the sand, the water, the flowers, the sky, the moon and the stars. I learnt this by one tree. It was amazing, it all started when…….

….. I’ve been walking for about 3hours,
I have to go chill on the next tree I get to, and get some shade. I told myself
So I sat down on the tree.
It felt pretty good to stop walking and drink a bit. When suddenly the tree starting moving back and forth, its braches flexing out towards the sun.

-The sun is everything a world like mine needs, eh Leo?

I was speechless

-Leo now comes on what’s wrong? You look confused; something tells me you haven’t talk to a tree in a long time.

At this point I was totally panicked, I could not wrap my mind around what was going on. I was so scared I just wanted all of this to end I wanted to be back at home with my familiar things. I was certain that I had been poisoned

-God dam Bedouins.

-Leo, for what you are experiencing is the fault of no one but your faith.

I’m really losing it now. I can’t even understand what is happening; it’s so hard to explain. I just want to be free again.

-Leo, you want to be free? What I am here for is to guide to you, to make you understand that freedom is something you can control. .

-Your guiding me to insanity.



… After that I just ran. Ran as fast as I could, I just wanted to run away. I did not understand anything about what was going on; everything was changing I was full gone. Everything looked alive and free. But from a distance everything looked dead.






Masquerade with the Jesters


I was so tired of running I just found a spot that suited my need for security. I had about a dozen logs left for the fire. I just needed to understand what was happening…

…It was getting dark now sunset was here. I felt a lot better now. It was like as the sun went down so did my anxiety towards the tree. But my experience was not gone; I was still seeing things different. My body also seemed to float and my mind start to open…


…The night grew darker and darker. My mind completely gone. It must of jump out of my body. This was fine, because since my body was free of my mind, it could move be free. It would just move to the sounds around me. I saw things moving around me the whole time; but never this close to me. I saw one figure. An odd looking mate he was. Even more odd when he came up to me and screamed out:

-Leo man come on and play with the spirits! You must, right at this moment.

So I did, I jump up from my seat , now standing not sure how to go about following this Jester’s plan. I could feel my body being pulled at every angle. It was an extraordinary feeling something so bold I could not believe it was happening. All the sand became a glowing light source for peace.

-Jester Man, why are you at this desert, with me?

-Leo.. I’m not here with you, you made me. u

-Wait so then…

Those are the only three words I could use to respond to what the jester said before he ran away in this bright desert day. However it did not matter whether or not the jester staid. The only thing was, nothing changed back to normal. It staid very much the same, I could steel feel the warmth of the sand and the feeling of vibes changing as the things around me did.


Playing with the moon and stars in the Night Time


The night starting creeping out into the horizon, it was a dark cloudy night. I just went to bed, not noticing any changes, unlike the past few days…

… I was awakened by a sort of vibe thing. It was as if my environment changed and I could feel it, physically. I got up and took a leek. Nothing changed I could just feel a weird figure 9 type feeling in my body. I knew that something just happened or will happen. (My acceptance grew to these changes; I was waiting for it to come again) Therefore I must just go back to sleep and keep walking.


Leo’s Manifesto


Woke up this morning, don’t know what to do. I mean I’m still walking to Morocco. But I don’t know what do to about what’s been going on. I can’t seem to get a hold of it. Never precisely handle it just jumps away from me, does not stay long enough to know what it is.
I know what I will do it will keep walking, I still have a few days until a get to half way point. Next time anything happens I will sit down and take my time. I will carefully inspect every aspect of this creation….




…It noon the sun is perched up in the sky. It seems so powerful and majestic. I want to jump up and grab at it…


… Hours later and still nothing, I’ve got it. I am not supposed to want more and more. Waiting for something new to come up, is unrealistic. I will bring myself back to just enjoying the solitude of this world. Drifting, enjoying, living, and all things I have forgotten. I let my mind fill with propaganda, poisoning my mind and soul. I have left that, I have been moved and change to feel every feeling, make note of it and pass on. Every moment is as if it’s new and incredible. It’s amazing. How thing are never stable it is all a





Nasir al Din wants to play with my mind


That night I made a fire as usual. It was no more different then any other night. But as the night grew, I did to. The feeling of energy soaring trough my body, a rampage of light and peace. I let myself be taken by whatever it might concern. My inhibition and goals jumped from me, and ran a thousand miles. My body was getting lose grip of the earth and fly. The dark night now turned to a concert of lights. My mind controlling the light, I can form light in my hands and blast it of into the air.

I could soon understand I was not controlling anything. I could feel it here, something that is warm, lively and calm.

- Are you here for me?

I asked. To who I have no idea. But I knew that, a question may not be left unanswered

I saw light from a distance approaching sucking all the colors; they came together to form a quid of man I have never seen. His eyes more vibrant then sunset in the desert.

- Leo brother you have maid it.
- made It? Where ive been traveling for endless days. Are you the one who turned me on?

I new that an outer source had brought me to “my world”

-Yes Leo brother, I have been following you, I have not don’t anything to you but allow you to see what you needed. I open your eyes to the world you where born to live in.

- I understand, I am meat to do your work.
- Leo, you are no more ; a man, a woman, a child. You are free, you have chosen this way .
-I will go continue. Peace ….

I had no idea what to call this thing, spirit .

- Nasir al Din you may call me , to me you’re a no more Leo then Jonathen , you are Almahdi to me.



The end of the past , The end of the future , the beginning of a moment



I knew from that point on, that everything would never be the same. Simply because “same” does not exist. It is a pure illusion of a distant or lost soul. I also learnt that Nasir al Din translates to Restorer of Faith and Almadhi means Guided to the right path. From that moment forth, I went as Nasir Al Din went on. First I must grow myself to becoming a “Nasir Al Din”





Story by: TheBonzai