MY WORLD

 

My World^©

I travel through

What feels like time

And space between

Atoms, Adams

Hominids and Floras

To find only an illusion

Of what is

Designed by another

To be known as

Whatever I Choose

 

The Life I Encounter

Is My World

My Space

My Time

Relative to

My Experience

Of Which I Define

Engage

Reflect Upon

and Re-Define

as My Choices

become Decisions

that Yield Outcomes

More and more to My Liking

 

Author of My Life

I Travel the World

And Witness My Story

Unfold More Wondrously

than plot-predicted

Universally Orchestrated

Harmoniously in Tune with

Self-directed Thought

Realized through Inspired Action

A Joyful down steam

Journey of Repetitive Ecstasy

Past time

Past space

In line with Travels of Choice –

My World

 

A Poem by

F. Alexis

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LIFE PAST STRUGGLE

 

LIFE PAST STRUGGLE^©

I bought the bill of goods

That life would be a struggle

A war against evil

One plagued with societal ‘shoulds”

A long list of ‘don’ts’

Promises of ‘won’ts’

Assumptions of what is or

is not appropriate

 

I tried so hard to fit

Into my parent’s good graces

Family and educational expectations

Acceptable career choices

Those that pay the bills

Void of passion or creative skills

No matter, as long as I pleased

The powers that be

Unknowingly, I’d become

A good worker-bee

 

That was a life-less-lived

An unremarkable reality

disconnected from my own source

with no one to blame

but me

 

Now is a new day

A life without struggle

I am still alive

But now among the living

I quit efforting for anything

I embrace new thought

One of certainty over doubt

 

I am free to live inspired

Action is my creed

Passion for Profits

Fun for Fulfillment

Focus for Financial Abundance

All in the direction of

Whatever I desire

 

Life, Past Struggle

is Self-Directed

Peaceful, Productive and

Phenomenal

 

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BEING ME

Unconscious is against the nature of me

Awake is in-line with life sublime

I Am links to my now

All that matters,

that with which my spirit resounds

In a Magical Universe

I am the Genie

In control of all I can -

Me in form

Mistress of the land

Ruler of paradise

Consciously Creating

Me

Myself

I

Connected to all

But, Just Being

Me

 

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Think We Are Different

 

You thought that you were so different

Until you met someone much like yourself

Maybe in a dream

Another lifetime

A nightmare

Or a drunken despair

 

He had no legs

She was missing feet

The little boy was blind

And the girl, due to Alzheimer’s

  had lost the memories in her mind

 

From war, everyone lost someone they knew

From famine, the body count seemed infinite

Global Pandemics made for disparaging averages,

‘Lucky to be alive,’ even in sadness, united

Making death the unifying factor,

   among seemingly opposites

 

Still think we are different,

Universal Laws, laugh at human ignorance

The indifference of intolerance

Coupled with natural disasters

Eventually yields a oneness

And unveils the pettiness of unnatural dualities

 

Hell-on-Earth has a way of debunking

  the concept of Big-I’s and Little-You’s

Sheds light on the darkness of

  racism, sexism, and nationalism,

Luminates deep seated hatreds

  fueled by clannish cultures,

  unjust laws, one-sided traditions and

  evil people who hide behind the good of religious principles

Darkness only prevails in the absence of light

 

Think you are so different

Does the Earth have to swallow itself up

  in order to change the hearts and minds of its inhabitants

Maybe.

And maybe given a few more tragedies

  You will think again.

 

New Thought:

  One Planet

  One People

  One Peace

Connected - All Lives Matter!

 

A Poem by,

F. Alexis

06.15.20

My Reality

My Reality
starts as a mentality
a mindset
Over-set
Under-stood
Possibly confused with
I give a ...
What others assume,
Consider as amused
Ponder or wonder
as perceived a blunder
Truth is
I'm on track
Virtual and reality in tact
Handling mine
Like the boss
That I am
Damn.
Guess I am, that I am
To My Story
Creator & Witness
and about it
What others perceive
None of my business
Now I see with clarity
My Reality.

A Simply Fab Poem
08.21.18

Everyday I Choose - A Pledge

The Every Day I Choose... Pledge.

Every day I choose to...

Be a better me

Have more fun

Enjoy at least one thing I love to do

Tell someone, “I love you,” and mean it

Smile at a stranger because it feels right to do so

Accept that in addition to being flesh and blood, 

   I am life, light and vibration

Act only on Inspiration

Forgive 

Appreciate the life I have already created

Focus on the life I desire to live

Enjoy My Journey!

A Simply Fab Poetry Poem
By Fabraye
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Awakened From My Coma

This morning was the best in my life.

Yes, I’ve lived in  seconds, hours, 

years, decades, and scores

even ‘life-times in appreciation before.

But happier now, knowing that

so much more is in store.

This morning as I awakened

before jumping as usual from bed,

I stopped.  “How do I live, 

look and feel better?” I questioned silently

as an open invitation

to the Universe for response.

After a few breaths in, then out,

with eyes closed in acceptance 

of  whatever was to come,

my eyes popped opened 

like the lid from a jam jar previously stuck.

So sweet was the answer that came. 

And clearly, more than mere luck.

“Start from inside,” is what I heard.

In three words, volumes exploded 

that expanded my third.

Even now like scrolls in consciousness 

I excitedly anticipate 

the unveiling of what began

from an innocuous state.

Awake from my ‘coma’

Obviously a misnomer

Light has shined thru darkness.

Ask and it is given,

Desire and you have already received.

Know and matter

manifests in your favor.

All that is, has forever been.

All that will be starts from within.

A Simply Fab Poem^®

By Fabraye^©

08.27.16
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Photos: Compliments of Google Images

Make Me Happy…?

What a cruel joke --

‘Cause, whoever said,

”One was responsible

For another’s joy,

dreams, wishes and hopes,”

mistakenly mis-spoke.

I am responsible

for how I feel.

You are responsible

for how you feel.

This is truth,

for real.

Success,

Together as a couple

depends on simple,

Selfish Intent

Yes, I felt populations flinch.

But truths, newly published

are rarely popularly cast

though eventually accepted

and lived in mass

I am responsible

for how I feel.

You are responsible

for how you feel.

A spiritual maturity

gaining appeal.

Imagine the pressure,

stress, virtual duress

placed on others

to make you, me, we

Happy…

So, unfair and impossible

a task, one that

perpetuates relationships

ranking equal to,

working Monday mornings;

the ‘joy’ of a ‘beloved’ 9-5;

and living only

for the weekend,

which comes too soon

and departs even faster

Relationship—

destined disaster…

A better, more co-creative,

initiation might be

“Hey, let’s get together,

and see…”

I’ll continue to be

Responsible for how I feel.

You’ll stay responsible

for how you feel.

Just to keep it real --

We’ll rendezvous aligned,

in-tune first with our

individual selves

then join, intertwined

in the bliss of each other.

How does it get

Any better than this?

In this conscious state

we spiritually relate

with a continuously

clean slate;

Live in the moment

above explanation

and debate

I am responsible for

how I feel,

You responsible for

how you feel,

Then together,

Caring, Sharing, and

in our individual ways,

live combined joys,

contrasts, adjustments

and successes

that make for

a lasting union

of freedom.

I am responsible

for how I feel.

You are responsible

for how you feel.

Though seemingly surreal --

Here, in print, is a simple,

Universal Key

for Happy!

A Simply Fab Poem^®

By Fabraye^©

08.23.16 All rights reserved..
Photos: Compliments of Google Images

WINNER

Winner.

Yeah, people confuse the meaning

You see, ‘winner’ is about being

the best me that I can  be

that, the world can easily see

When I define the reality of me

I am a Winner!

Winner.

Ain’t about a competition

‘cause regardless of the repetition

Nobody can beat me, being me

I am unique

Like the snowflake

Voice or fingerprint

Steady as I go

With clarity, I know

I am the master of my destiny

The author of my fate

Responsible for how I feel

Just keepin’ it real

Without yeast or filler, I know

I am a Winner!

By Fabraye

12/14/15

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How Did You Awake Today? - A Poem About Gratitude

GRATITUDE

I awake amid the sounds of crickets

Anticipated,

but unexpected in melodic rhythm

Thank you for the wake-up call.

My eyes open

And eyelids autonomously blink

Check.

My phalanges wiggle, and

Knees and neck bend with ease,

Check.

My diaphragm bounces

Evidence that my life on Earth

continues for another day

Check!

Thank you for more time to play.

Out of my window

Darkness

Split with horizontal lines,

abstract shapes

and brilliant colors that divide

reveal what we call ‘sunrise’

Thank you for the Creative inspiration.

In the span of minutes

I’m hygiene ready

Showered, brushed teeth,

Combed hair

And gone down stairs for eats

So, there’s a roof overhead

Water running

Electricity streaming

Dresser drawers with

underwear and socks

A closet with clothes and shoes

Linen in cabinets

Plates and silverware in drawers

A stove ready to be used

And a fridge with food

Thank you for the “little things.”

Each day I awake,

I can rush through in attitude

mindless of self-generated

drama and feuds.

Conscious, I can appreciate,

draw more good

and enjoy the life I create.

Choice is mine.

And, Gratitude is good

when understood.

A Poem by Fabraye

09.06.15

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