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A PRAYER FOR THE LAND I LOVE
Dear
God or Whatever You Prefer To Be Called These Days:
I'm
not in the habit of publicizing my private thoughts,
But
times are such that habits must be broken.
And
so I will utter my innermost feelings
In
the form of words, even though I know
That
words are what imprison us
In
mindsets of No Escape ~
For
I remain steadfast in my belief
That
words spoken from the heart
Have
the power to free us from
The
evil clutches of political expediency.
It
saddens me to see such beautiful, graceful beings
Caught
in the deceit of cosmetic piety ~
Enslaved
by the ugly dictum, "Money Talks!"
Enfeebled
by the lame excuse, "What to do?"
Disempowered
by the abject fear of False Authority,
And
disenfranchised from their own glorious destinies.
Grant
unto us the clarity and wisdom
To
understand that we have no grander gift
To
bestow on our children than the freedom
To
speak their heart's truth
Without
fear of punishment.
Grant
unto us the courage and the fortitude
To
truly embody the lofty ideals we hold so dear;
Let
us not falter in our inner struggle
To
throw off the mental shackles of Greed and Fear,
For
those are the twin towers of all Tyranny.
Grant
unto us a Vision of the Real ~
Let
us not be misled by cunning projections
From
the debased minds of "economic experts"
Who
advise us not to "rock the boat" of Status Quo ~
Whose
dire warnings are couched in grave tones of
"National
Security and Stability" ~
Remember:
DIGNITY and INTEGRITY
Are
the keys to the Divine Sanctum of the Self!
And
since each Nation is but a collectivity of Selves,
My
greatest duty to the land I love
Is
to always seek to be true to myself;
And
my true self tells me:
Bear
not the yoke of feudal despots
A
moment longer than you need ~
There's
room and board enough for everyone,
Once
you cast the Vampires of Vitality
From
their vacuous palaces erected by the sweaty toil
Of
half-wit slaves, who know not half their worth:
This
beautiful, gracious land is YOURS,
Not
THEIRS! (Well, it COULD be theirs too,
If
they'd only see themselves as YOU...)
The
Reality of Heaven on Earth will soon be here ~
And
to that we are ALL heirs.
[ 24 October 1998]
Jesse Hang
A PRAYER TO MY INNERMOST BEING
I call
upon you, my Innermost Being,
To
assist me in these times of external change.
Help
me remember with full clarity and acceptance
All
that has come to pass upon this Earth,
So
that I shall be fearless and loving
In
embracing all that is yet to come.
Grant
me the good humour and intelligence
To
greet this moment with an open heart,
In
joyful celebration of All That Lives,
All
That Loves, and
All
That Is.
I call
upon you, my Highest Dimensional Aspect
(Which
some call God or Great Spirit or
All-Encompassing
One):
Fortify
me against the debilitating effects of
Fragmentation,
disintegration, deceit, decay,
Disappointment
and dismay.
And
may my every thought, word, and deed
Lead
to ever greater health and harmony
Throughout
all Universes,
Known
and unknown.
I call
upon you, beloved Father, Mother, Sister, Brother,
Friend,
O Innermost Being!
I
call upon you in the sacred name of Love Supreme:
Grant
humanity on earth the gentle strength and
Wisdom
to converge, merge, and
Realize
all
our Dreams.
May
peace, love, and perfection prevail
On
earth and throughout all Creation!
[July 1997]
'Frog'
by Jesse Hang
Two Prayers © Antares 1997,
1998
Artwork from Jesse Hang's gallery:
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