DIVINE MADNESS
DIVINE MADNESS
CHAPTER 1
Wave Cycle, Phase 1
Divine touch foreverly exquisite in nature, burning Soul and Self.
"Please more," the Child cries in a pleasure unquenchable.
The man Ideal stands strong, smiling with clear eyes.
A Divine caress comforts: gentle kindness, warmth and protection.
"Please more," the Child cries - secure to do all in ITS name.
The man Ideal, strong in purpose, moves forward in Its quest.
A Divine Inspiration, a wild fire untamed, fevers Soul beyond Itself.
The Child shaken to Its core, stands naked in Its desolation and new wonders.
The man Ideal touched by creativity’s feather-tip is ultimately overcome by Madness.
Divine Madness is not kind as IT seeds creation to do.
Mere puppets to the Madness’ whim, we willingly do.
Creation born into form drives man’s hidden Madness to do.
Creative people of pen, brush, voice, and body know instinctively the fire that transcends.
We come to Its world as mini-gods, possessing the power of creation at our whim.
But behold, dear ones who listen, the transfiguring fires of God brings forth Divine Madness.
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A baby’s first breath signals the moment of true life as soul accepts God’s Divine Madness of creation.
The baby touched by Divine sight sees wonders, while human eyes ignorantly remain blind.
The baby comforted and secure forgets the Divinity and becomes human to the world.
Child’s daydreams are gifts of insight, which are promptly dismissed by their human god, the parents.
A remembrance of the Divine touch fights for ITS last flicker, but the world becomes solid.
Driven insane by humanity’s way of seeing, the child is called sane by mortal standards.
Man bound by his Madness in form and patterns, discovers outlets of excess for the powers within self.
A god of creation, man, living inside earth matter, struggles feverishly for their material needs.
Only when things seem the bleakest, does the child within return to see and know Its Divinity.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Wave Cycle, Phase 2
The art of the pen is precious, able to form the right rhythm of power.
Some may have the knowledge as a master, but the spirit of their words are lifeless.
Yet, man touched by Divine Inspiration, each letter and syllable becomes empowered.
Soul sees the writers of the world, and for each, their purpose is different.
Some wish to excite others to human Madness in anger and hate.
Others give words, seeking only wealth and praise to their egos.
Divinely uplifted, the pen becomes "Golden", rhythmic beyond the world’s limits.
A Divine touch builds the patterns of words into form, a fever born need.
A Divine Inspiration lifts Soul into creativity’s whirlpool, and into Madness.
Creation of the world becomes life and all else means nothing.
Life is given meaning as the rhythms fall into place.
Soul stands free, secure in the raging fires of creative Madness.
The Divine’s flames leave nothing untouched and the one so touched smiles.
The world no longer solid, molds to the god spirit of creativity.
And so, man with a pen creates wonders for human eyes to see.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Wave Cycle, Phase 3
Brushes and canvas, the Artist conveys visions, and Its purpose for doing.
The true Artist, driven by Divine Madness, sees only creation.
A Divine flame fuels Soul to do, giving to all "Golden" sights to see.
The Golden Tongue, a wisdom of God given to the inspired, conveys through man captured by ITS Madness.
Like the one with the pen, the brush lights the vision to see beyond ignorance.
A small candle flame brought into a darkened room is a magnificence.
Capturing the reflective spirit of Madness, man is uplifted to see for themselves.
The "Golden" brush empowered the color and forms to be.
The Artist so Divinely mad is driven to create the "Golden" visions of Soul.
Yet, though the Ideal is so spoken, they’re few Artist of the brush so inspired.
Mechanical acts of hands and mind are learned, but without spirit’s touch, creation is cold.
Some try to feel the Divine through passion, creating pale and lifeless visions.
The Artists’ cry, "How do I experience the Divine Madness?" Soul’s eternal song for more.
"Look within the quiet place and let your heart play the glories of creation."
With brush in hand, clear eyes seeing, the Artist smiles, striking the canvas with "Golden" Madness.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Wave Cycle, Phase 4
Voice masters we all are, Divine’s way to convey will.
War or Peace is found in the word.
Exercising mind passions comes easily to man.
An Orator’s sound can easily manipulate puppet strings of the masses.
Emotional strings are played into hypnotic trances.
So be warned: listen to the Child within to be Free.
Speakers and singers are power incarnates.
Perfected voices hold the world in their hands.
This is the nature of man not Divinely inspired.
A simple person with the "Golden" Tongue transfigures all who hear.
The "Golden" Wisdom of Soul transmutes the voices into the Divine.
Divine Madness, a "Golden" Heart fully aflame, gives life like the Sun.
Using the Voice where the sound is born inside the Heart, Divine’s graces are common.
The raging "Golden" flames consume Soul and Self - Divine Madness in action..
A simple and humble voice fulfills God’s Plan and Way.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Wave Cycle, Phase 5
Body masters, we all are, yet, never satisfied with its shape.
Soul is given a piece of earth to move and have being.
But behold, unhappiness is the keynote for most, striving for their unknown ideals.
Expression through motion contains many emotions of varying intensities.
A simple touch could come from "Golden" Madness.
A flame of Love so encompassing, Grace must be experienced.
Bodies intermingle their natures in lustful needs, hidden desires so instinctive, mortal life is assured.
Passions of mind transforms the consciousness into animal natures, which many enjoy and praise.
The "Golden" Heart infinities motion into God’s Grace, uplifting man in bodily needs.
Motion: a reflection of spirit’s flame, gives life to creation born in Soul and Self.
This truth gives understanding to purpose of deeds and actions.
Self born creations, they’re lifeless, but Soul empowered, a body in motion is miraculous.
Seek the motion of the Heart’s Inspiration.
Enliven the body by Divine’s rapture in Grace.
Immerse Soul and Self into the Divine Madness.
A living flame of Love infinite in breath and scope fuels Soul.
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Parts brought into wholeness and we see wonder..
Look to another and see God, but most of all,
Gaze upon the reflection of Self and Love It.
The enrapturement of two lovers colors their bliss of each other.
But God’s Love sees clearly, lifting eyes to IT.
So, Dear Ones, blessed in Love, live your Madness freely.
Just like the Phoenix being reborn,
So shall man be rebirthed by Divine Madness.
A love so great, even oceans can’t describe ITS breath and scope.
A reed sound wafts upon wind’s wings, bleeding hearts to sing.
... a Divine Madness is born:
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DIVINE MADNESS
Chapter 2
"CHOICES" in Power
Lo to the one who seeks Power for its own sake,
It’s Soul that is Divinely Mad for God’s Freedom.
But man blinds Itself to their inner natures and fails to see truth.
Power isn’t bad or good until Soul distributes Divine’s Grace.
Oh, the sweet Madness, but few can know the freedom.
For Power of spirit will give unto man their desires - hell on earth.
The Child within sees clearly the truth of Divine’s Grace, a Madness of flame so bright, nothing is left untouched.
God’s Mercy knows the frailty of Its Child, so like a surgeon, He crafts the unwanted from the spirit.
Standing alone before God in the silence of the inner temple, the Child cries, "Let me Burn and forever burn more!"
No longer is Power the object for a Soul quest, since the exquisite nature of Divine Madness means more than breathing.
For how can it be anything else when Love consumes thy heart, body, mind, and soul?
Love’s flame and its absorption is nothing more than Divine Madness made manifest.
No longer needful for man’s ideal of power, the Child within now stands as a Power in life.
Everything: whatever is done, becomes an expression of Divine Madness incarnated.
Everywhere: Soul breathes Divine Madness into creation, becoming the living matrix of Power without limits.
.... the Phoenix rises and shows to the world what a loving heart can do and become.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Chapter 3
"CHOICES" in Knowledge
The mind to man is the ultimate expression of life, so they see nothing else.
Truth is hidden in the script of orthodox wisdom, allowing for guided interpretations.
For the power of knowledge is great, since it’s how the mind performs.
Storehouses and great libraries of knowledge give man untold riches of mind.
Life hangs in the balance because of the unearthed advances of knowledge,
Yet, little wisdom is used by those who profess to be intelligent.
So it becomes, that the society of man elevates the educated intelligence,
While the overlooked and sighted invisible people, those not so gifted,
Stand tall before God, possessing "Wisdom" that comes from Soul Itself, not book knowledge.
Here’s where man falls upon their face, believing that book knowledge of a religion or science is God’s Way.
The Child within, caught in the fires of Divine’s Grace, lives life enraptured, full of the Wisdom needed.
So how do we judge those around us? And see those who are by man’s measure, less than another?
The gifted mind, Divinely Mad by Soul’s illuminations, becomes a nova expression of Wisdom.
Oh, Dear Ones who seek to become something more, listen to thy heart.
For only then will thyself become gifted by Divine Madness, never wanting to ever loose Love’s embrace.
... awakening from deep slumber, another Child within awakes.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Chapter 4
REBIRTH OF THE PHOENIX
The awakening begins as a soft tickle, so light, it’s barely felt.
But to the Child within, nothing is more earth shattering than Soul being born again.
For aeons our eyes have been closed, our ears deaf to spirit’s word, but now, we dare to see and hear.
Like the baby in a crib, it takes time to undergo life’s changing natures, and see and hear God within.
The tickle becomes a tiny light inside a dark void, a guiding light to the freedom Soul has always wanted.
The Child within speeds forth in the promise, knowing Divine Madness will soon become part of Its nature.
Loving God is All or nothing - no half measures - so we step forth to be consumed.
A simple touch from Him sends us into bliss, and what follows is always Divine Madness.
How could it be anything else when a Love so consuming becomes part of oneself, we’re fully aflame?
From the ashes of the old self burnt upon the funeral pyre, our offering before God,
We stand free to grow and become, able to spread our wings and sing of the glories experienced.
Oh, the joy and pain, though we give it little mind, caught by Divine’s bliss.
Man’s destiny is to step forward before their funeral pyre and give over their old selves.
How can God reshape Soul into a living matrix for IT to act through ITS Child if not done?
Divine Madness is the way, a path of enrapturement that gives no thought to anything but God’s Grace.
... the way is made and give to all to become.
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DIVINE MADNESS
Chapter 5
EVERYMAN SO BECOMES
God dreamt all into creation, and so made the way for man to return home.
The Way had to be made that couldn’t be disputed, yet, man did.
So God slumbered until the awakening, giving freedom to all.
Aeons pass, lifetimes uncountable, man lives.
Religions come and go, though they claim to be the only way.
Whatever is untrue will eventually pass and die.
So this simple truth and law is made by God, leaving only Him.
Aeons pass, and finally everyman awakens to truth.
A Divine Madness overcomes them until the Way is brought before thee.
The Child within sees the Way, since God made it so.
The Way can’t be found in books, although others before may write about it.
It’s to everyman to take the step and set foot upon the Way.
The Child within becomes like the Phoenix and breathes the fire of Grace.
Bliss carries It onward into Divine Madness and It’s destiny,
For everyman, written by God’s Law, will all - eventually - become.
.... the sweet flames of Divine Madness scorches all.
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