Detached Life

We are like a vessel
That enriches, fills
With dripping life
Branded in body and spirit

Every drop that falls
Is a moment of time
Accumulated life
Perpetuated memory

Drop by drop
Filling the vessel
Spirit and body
Between life and death

The last drop falls
Detaches the spirit from the body
Makes it ready for new worlds
As a phoenix rising from the ashes…

Who moves from life to life

DidiArtist 19.07.2021

Fallacy

A dirty garment does not come in the wardrobe
Neither does a dirty garment of the soul

We must learn to understand here and now
Become conscious now
Becoming conscious is a process
That cannot be achieved after life
Thus we continue to remain dirty

We should not believe that after death
Everything falls in our lap
Without lifting a finger
Like snapping the fingers magically
To bring a sudden change

No, consciousness must be achieved
By the sweat of our brow

God wants to see our efforts too…

DidiArtist, 11.07.2021 – inspired by Him

Fear of consequences

Within us there is the gate to God
As well as the gate to hell
Good and evil in alternation
Cycle of good and evil
Blood for good
Blood for evil
Deeds and thoughts flow
In these streams
Divide, constantly in a battle
At the end there is a reckoning
The path is drawn…

DidiArtist, 01.05.2021