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Chapter 5

“IGNOTO DEO”

Poem 129

Obviously

The wind spins in a stream of rain, And you my God are so alone, Different elements, Are obviously closer, To opposing elements, And you my God are so alone, The statues are, Obviously memories, Of something grand but stopped in time, And you my God are so alone, Human beings stop at traffic lights, But obviously, Do not stop killing, The wind spins in a stream of rain, And you my God are so alone…

 

 

Poem 130

Dagger

The dagger! You mortal! You see me as a dagger! You see in Me daily bans, Though your transgressions I do not hind! You only see prohibitions in Me! Mortal! Do you see this dagger? You hurt like a dagger, Only my love for you, Prevents me from hurting you like you hurt me! You mortal, are a dagger! The dagger! You mortal! You accuse Me of not blocking injustices and misfortunes! Should I be in your Human way of doing wrong? When you don’t even restrict yourself from doing wrong to yourself and others?! I gave the human being the freedom of choice, You don´t know how to live it, do you? Mortal! You hurt like a dagger, You mortal, are a dagger! You mortal! The daggers are your daily requests of me! I received them! Yet you deny that I attended you! Your requests I observed! The requests which did not defend you I ignored! I will give you things, You did not ask for! In the beginning they will seem bitter to you! But you will see that you will be put in the right path, You will be walking towards your best wishes, And beyond that, Mortal! Only my love for you, Prevents me from hurting you like you hurt me! I love you! It is written, That many times I wilI answer you, Even before you call for me! Why are you against me? You mortal! The dagger is your way of being! I know how much suffering I can endure for you! So I will let you continue to be, A dagger!...

 

Poem 131

Understand

You rid yourself, despairingly, Of yourself and Me, Everything I did, Was for you to understand, Me and yourself, You don’t understand the opposites in you, In this misunderstanding of yourself, You rid yourself of what you understand as being opposite to you, Understand Me! And understand yourself! It’s enough for me to take one thing from you, Of the many that I gave you, To understand that I gave you, Everything you need! The ground you walk on, You do not give importance to it, But where would you fall, If I took away the ground you walk on? In the vacuum? Understand Me! And understand yourself! I have not given you immortality yet, Because nothing satisfies you for long, What use would you give to your unpleasant eternal living with endless time? Maybe torturing mortal humans beings with your boredom?

 

Poem 132

Safety

Is your plan safe? Are you looking for safety? Safety you want, Meanwhile you live under an open sky, Above your head, No ceiling, No ceiling above the ceiling of your house to protect you, And watch out! Beneath your feet! The depths of the earth, Do not live in peace! They want to expel something! Make improvements of your plans! There are always new uncertainties! Is your plan safe? You planned your life, you planned where you wanted to live, You planned the friends you wanted to have, You planned your peace, If I, God, point your plans, In other directions, What plans will you make then? Safety you want, Meanwhile you live under an open sky, Above your head, No ceiling, No ceiling above the ceiling of your house to protect you, And watch out! Beneath your feet! The depths of the earth, Do not live in peace! They want to expel something! I am not against you, Suffering only exists to give you a new soul…

 

Poem 133

Demon

 

I, demon, am beyond you, You, humans, have nothing divine in you, You are little mortals easily manipulated creatures, I am the one whom you call Demon, You humans are mad, You humans are no longer my favorite waste of time, You no longer give me thrills, For millenniums you have remained the same, You are annoying and monotonous imperfections, You deny my existence, You deny the existence of God, And I no longer have patience for you little creatures, Let God deal with you, He loves you, Not I, I am the one whom you call Demon, You humans are mad, You little creatures undervalue me and God, Not to mention the way you humans value each other, You are not good enough, You are not bad enough, Besides being annoying monotonous imperfections, You are the nothing …

 

Poem 134

Faith

 

My name pressingly you call upon, I do not come back to you, I do not come back from any place, For I am always present, I feel your apprehensiveness when you call upon Me, You fear that I am just a symbol, You Man who doubts, You fear your words are empty when you call upon Me, Your faith is weak, Your affliction is always big, Even with things little as they are, You Man who doubts, You doubt if I don´t perform immediately, According to your will, Nor do you have patience to wait, You despair easily, Pay attention because I speak to you, You Man who doubts…

 

Poem 135

Moss

 

I created this hour, And the hours after, I created this life, And the after life, I am the Creator, I disturbed the calmness, But I am not the author, Of that which is late or early, The absurd and the confusion do not know My hand, For you Man, I softened all, Even the stones you are treading now I coated in moss! For your happiness, Domain over the Earth! Man, why do you hurt Me? If I made all creatures your servants? Why do you hurt all creatures? For you Man, I softened all, Even the stones you are treading now I coated in moss! You, Man! Are a great problem for Me! Because I am Love and I must hurt you! Your feet I shall make walk over hot lava stones, It hurts me to hurt those I love, But you Man only understand through Pain…

 

Poem 136

Verses

 

I create in you large protests, Reproof, indignation and resentment, “Why me?! – you say, “Why does this only happen to me?! – are you wondering! “What bad did I do to you God?” – is you shouting goodbye to Me, Your live, Are my verses written in rhyme, Nothing is by chance… When your life trembles, I make coincidences happen, You get amazed, You were already thinking of giving up, Your live, Are my verses written in rhyme, Nothing is by chance… From those who have less, It seems the more I take, You say I hurt, But I say that they are not forgotten, To those who have more, It seems the more I give, But these ones also have a cross to carry, No one in this world knows true happiness, Your live, Are my verses written in rhyme, Nothing is by chance…  Each one’s cross, Is equal to each one’s strength, If you see someone with a big cross, Don’t pity him, Admire him because the little one is you…

 

Poem 137

Enchantment

 

Once upon a time there was a mortal, Who got used to doing the same thing, Searching for enchantment! Where did he go? What enchantment was he looking for? He was enchanted by the way of speaking, forgetting and living: speak well, forget well, live well! So he went yearning for everything from everywhere, He wants a happy ending to his story, That´s all that he wants! The mortal even when he thinks he has everything, Does not obtain enchantment, Look at him! The mortal seems to be tired! He seems not to be able to get proper sleep! Seems to repeat the previous day, Yearning for everything from everywhere, That´s all that he wants! To this mortal, Sleep does not bring enchanted dreams! The mortal continues searching for enchantment! The mortal is suffering, Carries himself to an exit, There he sees something, Does he carry himself to a sacred place? No! He carries himself to a nearby ground just next to him, Yearning for everything from everywhere, That´s all that he wants! The mortal could ask Me for anything, But he just keeps asking Me, For small and fugacious mortal things, No glory, He yearns only what he sees… He thinks like a mortal…

 

Poem 138

Gentleness

 

What you know: declaring words, You know everything about words, And in them you discover the meaning of decorum, You don’t have a pure soul, You have a knowhow, Of living in society! You run away from truth, Through the easy way of lies, You go on tricking, Your gentleness! You seem like a pure soul, Your smartness! Goes on tricking! Your own smartness will deceive you one day! I, God, am watching you…

 

Poem 139

Balloon

 

You remind me of a balloon, You fill yourself with air, Until you are large, At the slightest prick, You empty yourself, Of what you had, simply air and grandeur, You can’t stand the adversities that I, Lord of the Worlds, destine you…

 

Poem 140

God hears

 

God hears everything! From once great empires He hears their demolition, From pedestals He hears the falling of those who were there, As the centuries pass, He hears all who deny Him, God can hear the tempests, As well as the lights of a lamp, God hears everything, So don’t create a storm, Asking Him, “God! Why don’t you hear me?!” God hears you! God hears everything! Have faith...

 

Poem 141

Side

 

I got unbalanced, I move more to one side, rather than to the other, I move more to one side, rather than to the other, I move more to one side, rather than to the other, My God…will I fall? "If you fall it’s because there´s something for you to see...You will see that as you fall My arms will reach you before the ground ..."

 

Poem 142

Talk to Me

 

I see you wandering, You have forgotten Me, Why do you not talk to Me? Why are you so disturbed? You go to fortunetellers, Why? The gift of clairvoyance, Some know it, But when I shut up not revealing him anything about your future, The fake psychic will not shut up, Because it's not I he hears, He praises himself, He thinks he as a gift which you don’t have, And it’s his imagination you are going to hear, Are you searching for good luck clovers? The fortuneteller believes in the words he says, The false seer will try to lift you, He will get you drunk with illusions, And then he will abandon you, He is dreadful, And you do not see it, Don´t you see that he loves himself  more than you love yourself? Why don’t you search for Me? Talk to Me…

 

Poem 143

Curled up in a corner

 

The world makes fun of you, Nothing gives you strength, The air is dead and resigned, You are forced to breathe that air, You are curled up in a corner, You cannot hide yourself from the world, Even the corner of your room seem shrunken and curled up, You feel alone,  You ask the sun to warm you up, But you simply see it reflected in the water, You are curled up in a corner, You cannot hide yourself from the world, Even the corner of your room seem shrunken and curled up, The others move themselves in success, They have a group of friends, They laugh, They have reasons to live, They think they are good, Their moments are good, Money and love looks good on them, Your projects fall, Nothing goes right, You are curled up in a corner, You cannot hide yourself from the world, Even the corner of your room seem shrunken and curled up, Your eyes don’t rise up, Such is your dismay, Don’t hide yourself! I, God, am here!

 

Poem 144

Fantasies from the Sky

           

Your lover made you calculate, That his love for you was incalculable, “It’s love!” –you said, Now it is love you doubt, The future is without thought, And the lips are despondent, Without “love”, Without your lover and again the world, Cold, prim and deaf, Of fantasy devoid, You relied on love, Now simply fear, Through your lover you wanted the fantasies from the Sky, In the realities of the Earth, The Sky does not fit in the Earth… it´s too big!

 

Poem 145

Buzz

           

Behold your confusion Man, Buzz-Man! Buzz! Buzz! And it is in this confusion, That my Voice is heard! When you are happy, You are insensitive to Me, You have so many distractions buzzing in your ear! You do not hear me! You live for the starlight of success! Everything is buzzing in your mind! You do not you hear me! When you are worried and anxious, That means more buzzing in your mind! Buzz-Man! Everything is seen as right-wrong, wrong-right, All decisions bring a win, All decisions bring a loss, Hear Me! It is not necessary to make so much buzzing in your mind! All vein… All vein… All vein… All vein… All vein… All vein… Live!... Be happy!

 

Poem 146

Nailed to a wall

Am I an altar with lit candles burning? Burning alone? How do you see Me mortal? I see faces, Faces that simply look at Me, Their eyes do not search Mine, They do not love Me, They see Me as something nailed to a wall on a crucifix, Crucified for so long, That they believe I don´t need love, They consider Me dead, On a crucifix, Nailed to a Wall… Take Me down from this wall! Take Me with you! Nailed to a Wall, Like this I still am and like this you leave Me! You pray “Our Father who art in Heaven…Thy Kingdom come”, You ask for a Kingdom! A Kingdom! For Me what do you ask?! That I remain nailed to a cross? A crucifix? Take Me down from this Wall! All the bad you do, And you do not know… Take Me down from this wall! Take Me down from this crucifix! You say I'm powerful, But you do not take Me with you, You just leave Me here...

 

Poem 147

Feel

 

I know all about your heart…  Feel My Presence… Feel My Presence… Feel…

 

Poem 148

Sounds

 

You and your life, Changes have, The changes bend your knees, Your feet want to run, But your knees bend, You can´t get up, Ferocious sounds attack without warning, You are on your knees, Life bent your knees, And now on your knees you are before Me, Now you remember that I exist! What do I have to do with your emptiness? Which is unbearable to you! What do I have to do with your problems? What do I have to do with what is impossible to you? What do I have to do with the passions that devours you? What do I have to do with the shifts of luck in your unpredictable world? Ferocious sounds attack without warning, Without warning… You are on your knees, If I did not love you, Your cry would be no more than monotonous sounds…You ignore Me most of the time…