~ Abra Humbly Accepts ~


I know this shall be ugly
but my interest’s been enticed
I’ll wear a suit of armor
as I’m labeled “Anti-Christ”

There isn’t any truth to this
I’ll defend that rumor now
I love the man despite the myths
and my affinity for Tao

To believe that all is One
suggests that God’s within our hearts
I must embrace this lovely grace
and the thinking it imparts

So I trample on the dogmas
and I torture evil fiends
but I’m really just a gentle soul
behind the forum scenes

~~~

Just how does Abra land in my reality?

If one is too quick to judge, the intent of Abra's word can be easily misinterpreted, however.... it IS just that...

a mis-interpretation...

I believe there is great a humility cloaked in disturbance within Abra which is displayed according to his disappointment regarding the misery of others...

Abra cares... truly cares...

A genuine pursuit of helping another bequeathes his existence...

The notion that this is not felt within the other, is felt within Abra... he is quite insightful, yet humble about what he 'sees'...

Abra, my friend, I know without a doubt that you are a loving man, with a huge heart... and I appreciate that most...

Perhaps a little too hard on youself at times... understand my friend, there ARE people who see the wonderful things within you...

What a gift of words this man has... and we are all quite blessed and fortunate to have had the opportunity for him to share such a wonderful gift with us...

Thank you James...

Beautiful abra and thank you for sharing......because through your poetry the you is shown.....thanks again

James....Abra...

How do you land in my reality?

A gentle man. A connected, ( universally) and appreciative person who sees his world around him, and wants to share his joy, of the beauty that surrounds him.

Saddened when others miss out on the opportunity to expand their vision, and then clearly states a different view.

Playful, wordwizard, joyful, even when he struggles to breath, he keeps enough strength to share his laughter, and love with others.

Creative, expansive, non limiting, capable of seeing the person behind the posts, and wanting only the best for them, even when the person can't see it themselves.

A beautiful reconciliation between the tangible and the esoteric, clarity, and compulsion.

James lands in my reality, as a lover of life, a giver of joy, and a wise man, who wants to gently guide others to a more wholesome wisdom too.

James, I salute you

Abra - The first thing I noticed about Abra was his ability to take a controversial thread and pick the most heated post he could find or the meanest and turn it into a "ha-ha-ha I hear you but I can still laugh" poetic inanity that made some laugh. I was and still am one of those some who laugh. This very endearing quality of finding humor in life and opinions of life and picking it apart while laughing at it to prove to us that, "ya know what - don't sweat the small stuff and its all small stuff" is the very same quality that causes what I see as a very gentle man to take a lot of flack and unfounded bunk for this very same humor and ability. Which is basically a catch-22 if he annoys you cause you just provide more fodder for his impish brain. Because of this rhyming ability and gentleness is Abra a "fluff-puff" step on me kind of guy? No way!!! Abra will not back down and is very direct in his opinions. He will clarify where he is coming from and does not desire to injure those with views he just does not have based on his logical analysis of said views. Some would say our Abra is not humble. I disagree. Our Abra is Honest. He knows he has a great scientific brain, so why should he pretend he does not. To some, this statement would come off as ego - it is fact, "why ***** foot around fact" is the way I've grown to see this part of Abra. He is a very humble, caring being once you allow Abra the time it takes to see so very much that makes up his very lovable Abra-ness.

I will show you my ego here though - I knew I was accepted by Abra as a friend, when he stuck me in one of his rhythm rhyme ditties - I wanted that honor very badly.

Abra ... in my world ...

If I look back through a year full of posts
I think what I would remember the most
Is a man of conviction, intellect and passion
Of humour, and talent and spiffy word fashion…

A man with love in his heart and a longing to share
All he holds dear in a way that is fair
It seems his curse to be misunderstood
By those who don’t bother to see under the hood

His frustration can sometimes be seen in his posts
And I feel that what he really wants most
Is for people to live balanced and free
A part of the all … and the all that is thee

Like the alphabet, his poetry escapes
I wonder what kind of effort it takes
Or if it pours out effortless and complete
As the words line up filling the sheet

A man of humility who knows himself well
Who refutes the notions of heaven and hell
And for this he is judged as a heathen of sorts
As are the others with whom he consorts

Bring on the unicycles, the laughter and hope
Of a world that is let off of its strangling rope
Of doctrines and rules that just make no sense
To a man that knows better and lives his life hence

Dear Abra, you really must know
I adore your being that you freely show
To all of us here in the threads you befriend
Thank you for the humour and intellect you lend

Abra has touched my reality in so many ways. He is a man of conviction and honor. His words surpass the wisdom of so many we call "genius".

I once only thought of him as an argumentative, rebellious man. I now know him to be wiser and kinder and more loving than most men I have known.

The beauty of Abra's words in poetic wonder; are not simple hap instance, but gut wrenching and thought provoking and humorous feelings belonging to a wondrous man of not mere stature. A man of true light and full of................here it comes Abra....................................................Godliness. I see through you Abra, behavior and love that only a person that holds his true being as you do; as "my" God would have it.

You see; through your strengths and words, I am growing in my own life. My complete attention is at it's highest when I read you.

Kat

Michael, I appreciate your words. It’s comforting to know that others see in me what I fear they cannot see. You see so deeply that you even see this fear in me. I suppose I expose more than I disclose.

You bequeath to me a heroic personality. I dream of such a theme but I’m not so sure that I invoke it.

Debbie: I think we’re all much more than our posts reveal.

Ah Jessie Lee, the woman whom I idolize as being fully free. An inner child who’s gone wild and rampant by the sea. An imaginary munchkin who sips demonic tea.

“ - A beautiful reconciliation between the tangible and the esoteric, clarity, and compulsion.”

Sounds like an excuse to become a Dr. Seuss!

DKOW:

Lauri sees her Abra-ness through the curious eyes of a cat
watching very slyly like a feline fickled brat

She laughs when other’s scow cuz she sees his true intent
she senses his sincerity by the telltale of his scent

Her words are all too awesome
her assessment all too kind
I’ll have to strive, and fight to fit, the portrayal she’s defined.


Sherrie: A poem just for me! Such a thoughtful loving angel.

You’re everything I sang about, but more in tune, and with a more rhapsodic pulse.

You inspire harmony within me. Now if I can only learn to let it out.

Kat:
“A man of true light and full of..............here it comes Abra........................Godliness”

Are you calling me names Kat?



“My complete attention is at it's highest when I read you.”

Believe it or not Kat, when I read these words I felt shame wash over me. I haven’t taken care to write good posts lately. I’ve let my spirit die, and I’ve surrendered to the dragon of sloth. Lately I’ve been posting snide remarks in a futile attempt to make the world go away. I’m tired. I’m sad. And I’m losing faith in mankind.

I should go to my room and stay there until I revive.

Your eyes deserve better.

Ok, I just can't stand all this gushy stuff anymore - so abra you're just gonna have to grin and bear the worst here.

You make me crazy, sometimes - just like my dad. He always knew EVERYTHING. He would talk, then I would reiterate the same thing back "my way", but NO oooo he would restate all again, HIS WAY, so I would say , "yes, like....." then he'd say "no what I'm saying is....", Then it was a battle of witts, a competition "Yea, dad you mean....." "no I said".

My mom and my brother would find a way to slink away, we all kinda feared my dad, but for me this back and forth was a way to assert myself - but ALWAYS, in the end, I would be the one to laugh and say "yea, dad, you're right, I get it now."

We still play the game to this day, only I'm quicker to give in, because these days, because we both know that we have, really, always agreed.

I have, on occasion, tried to do this with you, my friend, but it's not same unless we are face to face and I feared you would take the game too seriously - AND I JUST WONT LOOSE THAT WAY, I only like to loose, when it's my choice.

Abra, you have more focus and abiltity to STICK to something than anyone in these threads. Even Spider and Miles can not outlast you. No post is too long, no post is too continuous, and you never cease to find, new ways, to explain, exemplify and support your thesis, theories or beliefs. THAT makes you so special in itself - and then there's that stupendous alter-ego that has witt, charm, fun and rhyme.

It is really the rare personality, that is the epitome of the word 'individuality'. This is, after all, what every 'ego' strives to be, an individual. In this, James - you will never cease to be a teacher or a leader. I could not value the uniqueness of your individuality, or your friendship any more than I do.

If I could make a wish for you, it would be that someday you will close your eyes to sleep, and when you open them, you will be a spriteful pack of energy, free and unfettered, laughing as you rhyme your way through the infinity of time and space, with the understanding that you KNEW IT ALL ALONG!

Perfect Red. lol I love reading you.

I understand that completely. I used to want to scream and reach through this screen and just strangle him. Now....I wish I could reach through and give him a big, long, tight hug.

Kat

Dianna:

“I have, on occasion, tried to do this with you, my friend, but it's not same unless we are face to face and I feared you would take the game too seriously”

Your fear is unfounded my dearest Dianna. But I agree that nothing compares with the subtle languages of physical proximity. The smirky smile of a teasing taunt to convey the friendly challenge of a query. The impromptu wink that acknowledges a score preceding a fierce new serve. The rolling eyes to indicate a foul that’s out of bounds. The predatory gaze just before the final strike that blows and idea to smithereens. The chuckle as the cylinders are reloaded for yet another round of target practice. Nothing compares with the physical intimacy of reality. Cyberspace is merely a place were ideas are knocked about like hard rubber pucks on a frozen platter of ice. Although some have learned to glide around the arena like angels in a graceful dance of Ice Capades.

“Abra, you have more focus and abiltity to STICK to something than anyone in these threads”

Some would call it pig-headedness.

But fortunately for me, most who have shared their view on this have referred to it as a show of infinite patience.

“You never cease to find, new ways, to explain, exemplify and support your thesis, theories or beliefs”

I’m glad to hear that I don’t just sound like a broken record. I often see the broken-record syndrome manifest itself on the forums and I always fear that perhaps this is how I appear to others. I do try to continually change the perspective of my approach.

“If I could make a wish for you, it would be that someday you will close your eyes to sleep, and when you open them,…”

Thank you Di, and I hope this goes as a prayer as well. I often here people say that they would like to die doing what they love best, but I have always dreamed of dying in my sleep. Perhaps sleeping is what I like to do the best?

But yes, to awaken as you’ve described would be the ultimate thrill and adventure. No heaven could be greater that to be unfettered and know the true nature of your essence, and realize that it was you all along. For how could a mere Seventh Heaven compare with the magnificence of infinity?

I’m ready! Just let me grab my toothbrush and I’m off.

A lot has already been said, and I endorse it all, solet me try a latteral pass...

Let's take a look at Abra's '... innerlanding in my reality...'.

Abra lands in me as a full-out 'brain synapses party'. Such a luminous, walking, breathing and finely tuned paradox that man is!

Profound and light!

Unhesitating convictions, and total acceptance of the views of others!

Can depict a crystal clear perspective of the 'quantic' universe, ... while telling a 'Knock-knock' joke, driving a song right through your heart, or etching a poem onto your soul. A patient and 'ego less' 'maître' !

They say that one must resolutely face, and march through the eye of the storm before claiming 'peace within'.
This the lot of wrestling the demons, ackowledging all of one's contradictions, and embracing all of one's perversities. Sort of a 'Sir Lancelot' of one's soul!

Then, and only then does the spirit, the wisdom, and the love of the impersonal and universal nature show up luminously through one's humanity. That's would be the holy grail one senses around Abra!!! (I guess?!?!?)

When I first encountered your words a few months ago, it was your 'pseudo' that made me laugh and ponder.
How perfect!
And my first message to you was to point out the providential and most fitting choice of 'Abracadabra', the ultimate magical 'word', which brings to life that which was 'dormant', 'undistinguinshed', or otherwise 'unappropriated' by most.

But above all James, it is this clear sense I get, that you have worked through your demons, and have freed-up this incredibly contagious 'child-like' and pure fascination for all that rings true and fair. This inspiring capacity to allow yourself to be surprised and amazed by the simplest or most complex elements of 'life'. Th captain of a neverending and fascinating journey of nurturing discoveries!

Stubborn you are not, nor are you obsessive. You are simply true to yourself, and true to life. Like a child, with the mind, the heart and the soul of wise man, you are not satisfied until it rings true, regardless whether it is you or anyone else whom is 'right'!!!

If at all possible on these 'virtual meeting places', I have a sense of having gotten in touch with the essential part of James, and for that, I consider myself truly blessed.

My wish for you Abra, a bit like Dianna suggested, were you would close you eyes to sleep, ... and in wake-up to the 'muse' of your life!!!
She would be peacefully lying there, right with you, as though she had always been there!!!

A 2008 filled with Abra like magic, where you don't exclude yourself from the magic !!!

Abra....how he falls in my reality.....abra knows where he stands in this universe. He is intelligent and has outsight and insight to convey through words these sights he sees. I have found I look forward to his writings on whatever subject matter in discussion. I have yet to see a truly offensive tactic in his writing. Yet he gets his point across in a definite way. I look forward to seeing many more of his revelations

You have reached inside the infinate space that is my mind and you have successfully retrieved and committed my thoughts to words.

It makes me feel a bit like Steven Hawkins - I have access to all the information that space of infinity holds, but I have the greatest disability when it comes to committing it to words or forming into ideas that other can comprehend.

A very gacious thank-you!

I humbly thank you all for your wonderful mushiness.

And now I’ll pass the spotlight to Invisible if she’s willing to make herself visible for a moment.

Andrea, Andrea, where art thou?

If she doesn’t show up by the count of 10 we’ll attack Jenni Cherub Poet.

One,…

Two,…

Three,…

Whilst we wait here’s a brief message from Reverend Rabbi Rabbit

http://www.csonline.net/designer/ideas/project.htm#spirit

Rabbit and Abra that was really well done.

Rabbit, you remind me of Keith Secola so very much...

Very nice Greg and James. Like having my own personal independent artist studio.

I kinda like the upbeat hymn quality of that one. Perfect for this new doctrinal endeavor.

Sorry folks,

... forgot to mention a side note about Abra landing in my reality.

It is of an image that pop-ups in the back of my mind everytime I'm reading Abra's,

... a very joyful and sprited blended image of 'Albert E.' and 'Anthony H.'!!!

Anyone else?!?!?

Here's to you Sir Abra!!!