Key Golf

Somewhere in my dreams
            I awoke in my sleep,
                         Presently surprised
               To meet my father.
                         And play one of his new     favorite games,

                He created a,
         A crudely contrived game,
                                       Where one takes,
                                their life keys,

                  And throws them,
                                        At goals,
                          they wish to achieve.
                 
             I found this odd,
                                   At first,
                          Playing much like golf,

       But all the aspects of sport,
                             Were still there,
                                                Mainly,
                                           luck and skill.

             But the game itself,
                              was quite simple,

                   While standing on a tee,
                            One takes the set of keys (example car keys/house),
                                   and throws them,
                             in an underhand toss,        
                    Toward a goal in the distance,

             Repetition is needed for beginners,
                                              But for pros,
                                     A hole in one is quite common.

        Now once you made your shot,
                             You walk down the hole,
                         Soaking in the view,
                 And instead of pulling out your keys,
                       
                      Your body is teleported,

                                 To the next challenge.        
                       

The Cure

Choose to love,

The things,

You don't understand,

And you'll not only be,

A better person,

But you will conquer fear.

Moral Compass (West vs ISIS)

   Taught over time,
                right and wrong,
         is not a universally,
                            understood language.

     Where you live,
              Largely determines,
                         how your calibrated,

    For Countries,
         States,
             Counties,
         Municipalities,
                         Vary,
    punishment or rewards,
       for acceptable,
             or unacceptable behavior.

                Unfortunately,
         where we have,
                       Proper education,
                  In civil societies like the west,

         Underdeveloped countries,
                                         with less education,
                                 rely on a more radical form of
                                                  of civil reform.
       
            With each side looking toward,
                       the great moral manipulators,
                                           Whom are both positive
                                  or negative,

                       The negotiation,
                                     or rather calibration,
                              between each leader,
                    Is at a united nations front.

                        The problem becomes,
                  when there is no recognized leader,
                              To communicate with,

               When the compasses,
                                 Each side relies on,
                     Need to be aligned,
        result in,
             a tit for tat military response,
                         that only escalate,
                                misunderstanding.

             To bridge that gap,
                    We must,
             Make a commitment,
                             To knowledge.
                 And arm people,
                                  With the internet,
            To make responsible contradictions.

                                  This will
                                      Eventually expose,
                                                  and irradiate radical,
                                              Inhumane responses.

             That will calibrate the world.

Surprise

Children limit,

        An elders freedom,

     With gifts,

          Of responsibility.

Aura Pinging

Pick a color,

       in your dreams,

While

          Forgetting all,

Your life means,

Project it out word,

         Like a flowing stream,

Let the color go,

As far as possible,

                  

           Now Create,

     A wave,

              And absorb its energy,

            Collapsing inward,

          To ones singularity,

             rinse and repeat,

                  Like breathing,

              To discover,

                        Your Limiting,

          Orbital fluctuations.

     Before you,

          Dive in,

        To become,

              the color.

   Focus.....

Project outward,

     And Absorb the room,

             Feel the impurities,

                           And Disturbances

     Fulxuate

          And clense,

                    The area.

          

     Make the room,

                       Your own,

Before smashing the ground,

                 And walls,

      To Discover,

                   The hidden ones..    

        

Poison

There is nothing,

            More beautiful,

    Then infecting someone,

                With Love.