Dedicated to JD

This poem is dedicated to my friend JD DiSalvatore, a wonderful soul who is undergoing treatment today for breast cancer. Please see this link to learn more about and to support this amazing individual. Enjoy this poem.

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Dedicated to JD:

Jd… For your friends you are a connector..

For animals, a loving protector…

For the community, a beacon standing for free giving and equality..

Remember that the love surrounding and supporting you through this difficult time..

Is merely a reflective chime.

We thank you for all that you have done..

As you go through this process, remember to stay strong like a Marine.

While Allowing your thoughts to remain serene…

Let not this Cancer make you Undone

Nomatter what happens you will always find Shelter in the arms of a loved one.

Very soon, you, my foodie friend, will feel better, and I have no doubt..

That you will be driving to your favorite restaurant where you will be Eating Out.

By Sepi, Dedicated to JD DiSalvatore 8/3/12

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I am torn… But untethered.

i am torn.. but untethered…

transferance of energy..

howling around inside a globally magnificent multi-dimensional

pathologically illogical eccentricity..

one hour left..

till the sun’s rays peak out at the dawning of a shift in movement..

moving inward…

i feel my insides.. aren’t we all just made up of matter?

moving outward…

i feel others.. doesnt everyone just want to get lathered?

with leather..

sometimes… i am as hard as a rock…

and sometimes.. i am light as a feather…

feed me the real stuff.. i don’t like pleather…

don’t overthink the meaning of this poem too much..

Simply put..

i am torn.. but untethered..

Written by Sepi (c) Copyright, September 2007.

She and I both like to play with crystal toys…

Dancing on a spiritual cloud…

Whisping inside interdimensional portals while smiling and laughing out loud…

Little human ego dramas bring needless struggle to heedless souls…

If we all just let go..

If we all just let go..

Just let go

Just let go

Let go

Let go…

Let…

Then for one moment in time, consciousness would rise up and dance with us on this cloud I bet.

Further and further I go..

Yet.. closer and closer I get.

The mystery of life is not found in the physical..

I am just not typical.. by any means..

Not because I am any different than you…

I am just mostly empty and channeling through..

While others may be filled with noise..

My cat.. she has so much grace and poise…

She and I both like to play with crystal toys.

These three eyes that I have been blessed with…

Well.. They see.. They see.. They see so much of life’s rebirth..

Through the eyes of a child…

Innocent yet a bit wild…

Consecrate me into eternal infinity.

Written by Sepi: Copyright (c) June 2011

Iran.

Iran.

The land onto which I was born..

Iran.

A country which many people, out of ignorance, scorn.

Iran.

Fertile grounds enriched with the golden spice.. Saffron.

Iran.

Rich in music, textiles and Oil.. Which so many countries wish they would have won.

Iran.

It’s people.. A tapestry of colorful cultures interwoven with an inviting hospitality like no other…

Iran.

Where Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter bloom.

Iran.

Where a deep desert stretches its arms while it’s snowy mountain peaks reach towards the sun at noon.

Iran.

The birthplace of Beloved souls Rumi, Hafez, Googoosh, Arianpour, Jobrani, Ebadi.. Zoroaster.. so so many others..

Iran.

It’s children with ancient eyes.. smiling.. covering up hurt like a disguise..

Iran.

It’s Islamic Government that only cares for itself, grown powerful through manipulation, control and acts of silent violence because no other Government really truly could bother.

Iran.

A country where women are oppressed, beaten and tortured for their gender.

Iran.

A President that claims… Gays do not exist… That is because he kills gays with his Iron fist.

Iran.

A Religious Government which strips people of their freedom of speech.

Iran.

Where in addition to secular studies, religious studies are a requirement which teachers are forced to teach.

Iran.

Where the government bans unmarried men and women from walking together in the street.

Iran.

In the eyes of college students there is a free bird flying in the face of defeat.

Iran.

The place where with one look at a protest.. .. A lovely girl was killed.. Bah Yek Nega.. Her name was Neda.

Iran.

Will I ever return to the land where I first ever laid my feet?

Iran.

I will run to you with lightening speed.

When the power of love overcomes the thirst for greed.

Iran.

Written by Sepi Copyright (c) July 11, 2012.

This separation of deepness sometimes chills me to the bone…

In this life we are all just transients in holy vessels forgetting that which god truly gave…

Precious gifts which

unusual mind shifts

tend to mask with inner dillusions or outer intoxicants…

Ive yet to meet a purer soul than that of a young child…

Forgive me for not being mild..

Some call me intense…

I just feel so much…

Of life’s emotional pretense and such…

To be free of this shell is my greatest desire…

Tell me.. does my expression make you perspire?

There awaits such magnificent elation…

On the other side…

The path to this freedom is my darkest temptation…

There hasn’t been one soul yet to which I can completely confide…

Except my own…

This separation of deepness sometimes chills me to the bone…

Wandering endlessly inside the depths of my soul…

For an answer which feels familiar to me yet I’ve never touched it..

As a whole person now I rarely feel split…

Willowing my arms down beside your face…

Teaching love forgotten…

Forgotten…

Forgotten…

I will be without a trace…

Written by Sepi Copyright (c) August 9, 2010.

The Visions that Now Live inside my brain…

Mere Words will not do justice to explain…

The Visions that Now Live inside my brain…

Years too many did I live in a depressed state of conTrast…

Till this past year I finally transcended Past the Eternal Layer…

Filled now with nothing but Prayer…

So many dark nights of the soul made my soul grow deep and deeper I swear..

Glimpses of spiritual wisdom dripped from my creative strokes from time to time..

Now I sing through my every pore divine messages that are here to stay forever more…

I let an archangel penetrate my entire core…

And now I see so clearly what my dharma… what my lifes purpose is for…

And with THIS Crossing Over… THIS eternal divine Rebirth

I am forever One with the Universe and our precious Mother Earth

Bring me your love for I will provide you with the light coming through me every single night…

Shall she who covets thy name be forever in shame?

There is NO Shame in divine energy…

Paradoxical vibrations cannot co-exist simultaneously in one point in space…

Only Unconditional Love, Joy and Bliss Lives in this Physical Body…

Channeling interdimensional connectivity…

I am Goddess in physical form..

We are All Gods encapsulated by matter…

Shine your light my loves!! Shine your light!!

For ego’s judgement.. Well it just doesn’t matter…

You see… bliss will always shatter the darkness in the circumference…

In an authentic state of being… there is just No pretense.

Perhaps I have channeled a bit more clarity into this earth plane…

Though as I stated before…

Mere Words will not do justice to explain…

The Visions that Now Live inside my brain…

By Sepi Copyright (c) 4.19.11

Entranced by subtleties peeking through source atop astrals glance… 

Tonight the moon is calling forth my soul to the fourth dimension within life’s fort… 

Fort Fort Fortitude is something which I can fill you up with… 

Just hold on tight and don’t let go of your root chakra entrenched deep inside of me… 

I will provide you with grounding while I myself out of my bodily self will fly away light and free…

That’s the way it’s gonna be..

Unless you want to fly side by side With me…

With wings made of golden light…

Focused on enlightenment soaring beyond yours and my mental capacity..

Cerebral pulses shutting down to our heart chakra’s feeling impulses…

Creating inter-dimensional vibrational orgasms…

Whole and complete without emotional spasms…

Spiritual truth lies not in inhibition but in open energetic Transmission

In soul spaces occupied by climactically integrated Sources…

Let’s me just serve you the main dish and skip the other three courses.

My unconsciousness is in complete and utter Remission.

Poetry channeled through Sepi, Copyright (c) 5/17/2011

Wings made of Golden Light…