true kabbalah: breathing Light I rest peacefully lying on the loveseat acquiescently observing the television and luminous blue white sky above. rushing purity from vents below as i lovingly peck at the tablet allowing my higher self to express him/herself — knowing that this is the only self that i am — knowing the Unity of all that was, is and will be, so time dissolves and God ceases to suffer as He/She is no longer fragmented by my divisions, objectification and theology. i breathe softly content to experience the friendship of God found in poetry & the glances of … Continue reading Three Poems from Rick Davis | PAROUSIA Magazine