From God's Lips

To know your love is to know the fluttering of God’s heart.
As your soul reaches out to mine God’s fingerprint is firmly marked on mine.
Each touch of your soft hand on mine is a blessing from heaven which sets me searching for the wings I KNOW you must have.
The halo, though invisible over your crown, I firmly believe is there.
Each kiss sends my soul to heaven while our lips intertwine
in a dance which sets the universe ablaze.
When we make love,
I can hear the joyous sprits of all those lovers who paved the way for our divine union; Destiny for years sought the perfect moment for our introduction
and upon finding it rejoiced as now our soul like tractor beams drew us closer.

To know your love is to be acquainted with God’s purpose and design for my life
as you draw out and set aside the darkness and pave the way for the light.
Inspiring, by your very existence and powerful presence in my life
a transformation resultant in the countless volumes written on life,
love and the state of human affairs.
To God’s delight you shelter me, give me safe harbour to express all that it means to be me. You accept, more readily than even I,
the many faults that I have determined in your loving ways
to see me become the man I never dreamed I could be.
Yet, slowly, as your love massages my very human faults, I am becoming that man.
Your love, by God’s design sets me free to roam the depths of my soul
that had long gone uncharted.
The love we share is the lighthouse in the storm guiding me to port.
The love we share, growing by the second reveals all that once was hidden.

I am forever indebted to you for the muse that you are.
More than these words could ever show.
In every way you have shown me life, fully,
letting my spirit soar, basking in the glory of your love.

SDM

Captivated

Captivated,
By the way your eyes grab me,
With the ferocity of an angry mother with a naughty child,
Yet the tenderness of a surgeon during open heart surgery,
Together we walk hand in hand,
Into tomorrow’s tomorrow,
Knowing that our love is so real,
Entranced by the way you touch me,
Touching my soul,
Enlightening me,
With words of support, comfort and love,
Beguiled in a moment,
Caught in the warm afternoon sun,
My skin dancing with delight,
As the sun goes down,
And the moon appears,
A smile comes upon our faces,
One from ear to ear,
To know you,
Is to know all I can be,
To be with you,
Is to capture all that I am,
To hold you,
Is to hold God’s love,
Pure!

SDM

Good luck in New York Charmaine! I will miss you but I am so proud of you! Kick ass, take names and enjoy Stella and the City!

The Chorus of Angels

To hear your voice is to hear the gates of heaven open and be greeted by an angelic choir – trumpets flailing and strings in full pluck,
all this with a simple declaration from your sweet lips,
pursed ever so delicately as if to invite the kiss,
chic, of our two souls,
engaged in the dance inspired by God’s advance into our lives –
Omnipresent –
Bound by faith,
an abiding belief in what’s more;
All these thoughts from one straightforward yet grand word from your sweet mouth,
no matter what it is, as passion like a lighthouse leading us to port,
directs our lives to the service of passion divine.
To hear your voice,
I know fully, the meaning of life,
love,
goodwill towards all,
caring,
lofty pursuits of something more –
Our love!

SDM

The Meaning

What if we go through life and only as our last breath is about to give way do we truly discover the meaning of it all? Would that suppose that the whole of my life was wasted, or without merit, or merely suggest that the pursuit led to the discovery which is by no means – inevitable?

One needs to consider such questions – not as a mere intellectual folly but as a means of determining his or her place in this cosmic adventure.

My purpose, or so I believe, is to write these words, and think these and other thoughts – My life until the end may be insignificant but somehow the endless pages and their realized impact through intended smiles or realities questioned adds to the daily thanks that I give – Life!

SDM

Universal Questions

Ying and Yang of the Universe...
Right –
OR the will of God more likely –
TRUE...
Yet the Universe in all its glory operates in such a way
that one can always take the good, see the bad and still make horrible decisions.
Until you wake up and decide that the Universe must be different,
and ours is,
through the decision to love,
unconditionally,
as we do,
thus,
for us,
the Universe is clear as crystal,
but not a ball
more like what its meant to be…

SDM

Street Smarts

Walking home I paid careful attention to the goings on around me. A young girl, maybe 22 or 23, sitting under the blessed gift of God’s great sun wearing jeans, running shoes and a bandana begging for change and without a single seed of judgment I wondered where she’d be laying her head tonight. A little bit away, an Indian man, clearly intoxicated, stumbling his way to wherever it was he was going. At Spadina and Bloor, on one corner was the woman I’d seen every day for many years and I wondered how her daughter is; She must be about twelve now. On the corner opposite was “Hollywood,” still chasing his dream, to sell a pen to whomever is Marilyn or Dean this day. Each of these three people placed a thought in my head and a tear in my heart as I wonder how many people truly see them or merely walk by – Oblivious, kind of how they seem unaware of the war too. So I wonder, is willful ignorance and apathy human nature or is it something we learn?

SDM

The March...

Do you hear the drum beating loudly on the screen of our TV’s?
Just as they have before, well, sort of, and as they surely will again.
The pervasive beat of one mans cadence, in a two man stand off.
To be sure, more is at stake than just the lives of Bush and Saddam,
they are not facing off in a boxing ring, no matter how much we’d prefer it.

Stand up and be counted, though both sides will discount it –
This beat getting stronger needs the healing power of peace
before this becomes something longer.
Can you hear the beat as sure as that of your heart?
Place your hand there, feel it, I assure you, an Iraqi’s beats the same,
he bleeds too, blood, not oil,
though sometimes our leaders make it seem that way.
Behind the scorching rhetoric of this economic war machine –
How many will die?
How many will die?

The beat goes on, as the expression states,
I can hear it, feel it at the very core of my being,
my retinas permanently damaged by the rape of the planet,
of each and every one of us by mad men –
Smoke billowing into the sky like skid marks, devastating,
carried away to return as God’s tears,
what goes up must and will come down.
Where do we go from here?
Where does this beat take us,
Where will we all be?
Will we again see the night sky lit up? –
Stars drowned out by mans fire flies,
trying to take down the screaming eagles, an ominous sight –
Day at night –
Who really wins?
Who has nothing to lose?
How do you know what to believe when greed so often dictates,
unopposed,
what truth is?

How many times,
how many must we plot this course?
How long before we realize the road less traveled while difficult
has a lot less dead bodies strewn across it.
That road,
a path to peace through dialogue.

SDM

Babylon Falling

Babylon will fall,
History does not betray this fact,
Fallen once, so it will again,
Not the curse of history or time,
But of our disobedience
Flagrant towards God,
Our own design –
Free will –
The nations of the world and all their constituents will feel the earthquake when it falls again. The effects of which will be felt at the four corners of the earth.
We all, falling victim,
to our own greed,
pride,
envy
and lust,
it seems so easy to reverse our pattern,
yet we don’t.
Modern Babylon,
like histories,
will fall –
DRAMATICALLY!

SDM

Do I Love you...

Do I love you –
Oh yes and how –
Brought to you as led by my North Star –
The Lord above so ask not do I love you but instead how much
and for you my shinning star I convey this emotion through a touch of devotion
designed to instill joy,
happiness and love as guided by concentrated light.
No need to refuse or shy away for you will be lifted up today as right you should,
the colours of the rainbow found beaming in the smile of a princess
who for so long I’d been dreaming –
Then to realize my every day – I
n your arms, where there is no harm in trying, as so often you have shown me.
While with the force of your will you have blown me, to the ends of the earth and back again – But unlike Columbus you trained this heathen savage to respond to love not hate as these words demonstrate…

Do I love you –
And how,
as a Leprechaun the rainbow,
who needs Gold when I have the real value of your smile,
a hundred times the value of all Fort Knox,
nurturing more life than all the Nile,
for you so clearly are the cradle of my civilization,
the Tigris to my Euphrates,
from you flows all knowledge and understanding –
For you are woman and I hear you roar –
feeling quite distinctly your thoughts, seeing them as clearly as the sun –

Do I love you?
Did Billie sing the blues?
Did Ella skat?
Was Gillespie Dizzy as Parker was a Byrd?
Did Picasso paint? Einstein ride imaginary stars? Are there four queens in a standard deck of cards?

Do I love you?
Is the sky blue?
Are we getting older?
Isn’t it a fact in winter its colder?
Does the dun shine and the moon glow?
Are there things in this world we’ll never know?

Did Descartes think, did Ali fight, did the Grinch steal Christmas, did Ali Babba have 40 nights? Are there Kings and Queens and President and Prime Ministers,

Then as you come out from this audition, I guess you have your answer…

Yes,

I love YOU!

SDM

Contemplating Einstein

Contemplating more than just the ambient noise that fills my ears at every turn,
aware of something much larger than myself –
In the pursuit of knowledge, hoping to unlock some internal secret that might –
well, I’m not sure!
Still, looking at Einstein,
I’m caught by the fascination which so clearly pushed him forward;
Thirsty, hungry, not concerned with appearance,
for appearance is fleeting,
it was fact he longed for –
the fact that God had stimulated him to believe had to exist –
but in the absence of that fact he composed theory –
an interesting anomaly as until disproven it stands correct,
scientific principle as God inspired theoretical fact,
Contemplating something more, I wonder –

Where’s my beam of light?
(she knows)

SDM

Dreams

In pursuing our dreams there are many that will stand in our way.
Simply another obstacle to pass through as we chronicle through this life.
It is at these times, when opposed, that we must recognize and utilize support systems we have in place to overcome the challenge (s).
Through love’s guidance, the heart and soul of our relationship,
doubtless we will emerge triumphant –
having defined success on our own, understanding that the pursuit of our dream
is every bit as important and positive as the dream itself.
Each day, with love in our hearts and minds we take one step closer to the pinnacle,
one step closer to God, in trying to fulfill our passions desire –
You, one, strong, courageous, enthusiastic and bounding,
reach deep with in, find your battle cry and respond to your detractors –
Personal success is defined by you
despite obvious attempts by others to “help” you –
Where do you want to go today?
And, how may I help?

SDM

PS. I'd like to welcome my Stepfather and Mother back to Canada after a year in Malawi. They will be here for a month or so and then back again. I'm proud of them for what they are trying to accomplish together. WELCOME HOME!

What is...

What is Hope?
Is hope not a powerful human condition which transcends all known information?
Does hope not laugh in the face of adversity?
Or call upon our species for that one more push despite the conclusion of our well documented wisdom?
Does hope not call from within us a force which can only be referred to as an indomitable spirit?
Hope defies logic rationally and yet our desires seem to leave us wanting.
I may hope for a Big Mac, or a Pair of Nike’s, a Phat Farm Jacket, a new Porsche or an old one or perhaps for our favorite politician or sports team to win:
Perhaps it is the misuse of that powerful human condition, the cheapening of an essential spiritual tool which has weakened our societal fabric.
What have we become?
Replacing faith, belief, God and hope with faceless corporations and morally corrupt leaders – BANKRUPT!

SDM

Merciful Angel

Luscious,
Each kiss our lips do make,
Spectacular,
Each tender touch,
Wondrous,
The words we share each day,
Powerful,
This feeling we both know,
Cherished,
Evermore,
Bountiful,
The gifts this love does bring,
Blessed,
By the invisible rings we both share,
Delightful,
To know the Angels swagger,
Rejoiceful,
For we have taken from the platter,
Faithful,
As we will always be,
You are,
A heavenly presence on this earth,
An angel of mercy,
My love.

SDM

My African Brother( or sister you didn't say)... A response to your comment...

"I am surrounded by poverty all around me here in Africa. Bono often refers to this as "stupid poverty". We will have the poor with us ALWAYS."

My friend, poverty is the result of benign neglect, rampant greed and the ability of the west to impose the idea of scarcity on the world. There is no scarcity of the things required to live a life outside of the bonds of poverty. As such, poverty does NOT ALWAYS need to be with us. We merely need to find a way to change attitudes not only in the west but also in those countries of Africa with unscrupulous leaders who rape their own economies for momentary gains.

"However, as a person raised in the West perhaps our responsibility to an impoverished world is to teach our fellow pilgrims on this planet how to fish."

I could not agree with you more. My mother is currently on the ground in Malawi doing just that. In fact she has used those same words as have I on numerous occasions. Her husband (my step father) is also working for one of if not the largest medical provider in that country. A point of which I beam with pride for they are not only teaching how to fish, but how to be families, build communities, love and hope.

"We see the big bucks come and leave this part of the world quicker than you can scratch an itch. Corruption is rampant, lies are the game of the day, and stealing is a lifestyle. Where is God in all this? Is there any hope? How do we reconcile the "professional-style" greed of the West and the greed and envy that is prevelant in Africa? Both are wrong. However, we in the West have a responsibility and the privilege of sharing our blessings with that part of the world that is not as privileged."

I agree with you that big bucks come and go every day. I also believe that the systemic greed that capitalism produces as an ancillary effect is what causes the rampant corruption and lies. All in the name of the almighty dollar (soon to be transplanted by a currency in the east, certainly in our lifetimes, care to hazard a guess which one?)

WHERE IS GOD in all this? I wish I knew! I can tell you that I was raised a catholic (now fallen), have experienced each of the monotheistic religions (a point which is clear if you read all of my work posted here_) I believe fully that one day everyone will be held to account for their actions here on spaceship earth. As to your other point, I try to impart what I know upon the world every day, I speak out against greed, lies, etc. I bemoan the failings of Adam Smith and the resultant economies that were devised from his brain. I KNOW THERE IS A BETTER WAY and one day IF MY VOICE BECOMES LOUD ENOUGH I will be able to aid in getting us to a better system. A fair system. A just system. A system which values individuality over conformity, truth over lies, knowledge over supposition, empowerment over oligarchy. In the absence of that maybe if I can convince one person a year and they in turn convince one person, so on and so forth many moons from today that seed which was planted will reap the rewards of the tree of knowledge of that better system.

"The spirit of helping must be of the mindset that we are giving a hand up and not a hand out. This is not a license to encourage freebies and a welfare system. For this type of thinking the white man is at fault. When will the African be liberated from the ties that currently bind him?"

It is an important point that you've made here. I can give money to anyone and watch it fly out the window. But if I can train someone to enable them to provide for their families (regardless of the currency) that is the result. A HAND UP not out. Although it will be forever reaching to aid the next one up (at least in my case). This reminds me of a quote by Frederick Douglas (Do you know him?) ; "Never let any man pull you so low as to hate him." With that in mind, I don't hate the west, or capitalism or the current structures of power that keep the world running the way it is. I do however live each day with the lofty hope that one day the iniquity that these systems have produced can be replaced with something better. I do agree that the white man is at fault for much of the ills not just in Africa but all over the world. However, we must MOVE BEYOND assessing blame, WE MUST RISE UP TO THE CHALLENGE OF WHAT IT REALLY MEANS TOI BE HUMAN and that is to lift up those that we can EVERYDAY.

To answer the last question Bob Marley (a prophet is ever there was one) once said;

"Until the philosophy which hold one race
Superior and another inferior
Is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned
Everywhere is war, me say war

That until there are no longer first class
And second class citizens of any nation
Until the colour of a man's skin
Is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes
Me say war

That until the basic human rights are equally
Guaranteed to all, without regard to race
Dis a war

That until that day
The dream of lasting peace, world citizenship
Rule of international morality
Will remain in but a fleeting illusion
To be persued, but never attained
Now everywhere is war, war

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes
that hold our brothers in Angola, in Mozambique,
South Africa sub-human bondage
Have been toppled, utterly destroyed
Well, everywhere is war, me say war

War in the east, war in the west
War up north, war down south
War, war, rumours of war

And until that day, the African continent
Will not know peace, we Africans will fight
We find it necessary and we know we shall win
As we are confident in the victory

Of good over evil, good over evil, good over evil
Good over evil, good over evil, good over evil"

I hope you read this and understand that I agree WE CAN make a difference with GODs help. It starts with you. My Brother,

SDM

Patiently 31

Patiently,
Teaching love,
Requires a tender heart,
Thank God for you,
With a spirit shinning,
I am finding,
The message in your embrace,
Tenderly,
Holding onto faith,
Sharing belief,
Together,
Following a path,
Like footprints in the sand,
A new found respect,
For the divine plan,
I love you,
For being the woman you are,
Carefully pointing the way,
To inner salvation,
Leading to outer shared joy,
Thank you,
For all that you are,
Patiently learning me,
Life.

SDM

C TJ H

Champion of my soul,
Helping me to see,
All the worlds a stage,
Revealing all that’s me,
Mountains moved, Angels sing,
Inside this spirited soul,
Now and again my love,
Evolves and really grows,
Tomorrow is another day,
Just you wait and see,
Here with you, All I do,
Making movies in my mind,
Pretending no more,
In your true love I find,
Looking inside your soul,
Only you have the power,
Virtuous and wonderful,
Evermore no longer a dream,
But a reality!
Your love remarkable; Only for you is mine,
Under God’s great sky our love is so divine.

SDM

Response to email rec'd

You see... this is exactly what I am talking about. When you say; "I do believe that god is with all people but closest to the Muslim people." This for me is the embodiment of one who is not willing to step beyond artificial grounds. Grounds set forth under artificial terms.

I think that you misunderstood, my father married a Muslim although he himself is not. But I believe that that union is actually the result of two people who can reach beyond artificial and man (or woman) made restrictions and beliefs. Mohommad, Abraham, Isaac & Ishmael were all men were they not?

I wonder if when you meet your God and I meet mine if he, she or it will prefer you to me? According to your faith (which you've converted to) it is so! Is this not the same as George Bush saying (although I'm paraphrasing here) that his God told him to go to war with Iraq and that it was right? I know that the illustration may not be immediately clear. Let me please refer you to the following; http://sdmupwords.blogspot.com/2007/07/pope-and-slippery-slope.html

This is something I wrote just the other day.

I am willing to accept that Mohammad was a Prophet, yet I take umbrage with the statement that he is to be the last.

As you will see from what I wrote. I am a prophet, as potentially are you. So does this mean that Mohammad was wrong or merely overstated? And what ramifications are there from that statement? War, strife, discontent? etc?

Before attacking what I'm saying examine yourself deep within your soul. The God of Judaism, Christianity and Islam is the same God and yet each religion says that their God will prefer one over the other. If that is the case then I am not sure that I want to believe in that God. Do you follow what I am saying here?

My God which by no means is better or worse than any other God accepts all people equally. Treats all people equally. Will receive all people equally that accept that they are but one in a much wider scheme.

SD Mac

Response to a friend request from American Muslim on MySpace

As-Salamu Alaykum, Shalom Aleichem, Peace Unto You,

I am not a religious man. I was however raised in the spirit of tolerance. I was raised both Catholic and Jewish and my father then married a Muslim after my parents divorce.

I believe that religion has been used as a pretext for much of that which is wrong in the world. I strongly believe that each of the monotheists state that their God is right and all others is wrong. This is a belief which will ultimately cause (and has already) great strife in the world.

I categorically state that we are all but players on this world stage. Further that none of us have met God, be God a man, woman or it, none of us know.

I say to many that I am a Rabu (Rasta Buddhist).

I too am curious how you came to find me? As you can see from my profile I am trying to effect positive change in the world by operating outside the normal confines (or boxes) of all religion, corporate culture and charitable causes.

How did you come to find me and in what spirit is it that you would like to be friends?

Do you believe as I do that we can imbue children with the ability to think outside of the box that for so long has caused so much strife on this planet?

Do you believe as I do that we can channel the purity and innocence of childrens thoughts to effect positive change?

Do you believe as I do that someday we will be called to account by something greater than ourselves?

Do you believe that our reward is in the way that we live our lives here in this moment, at this time and in this place?

As a Jew who is now converting to Islam have you considered the possibility that all religion may not have the final answer that so many search for?

As a human being living on this planet, one of seven billion constituents, all interrelated, what is your responsibility?

I am a friend of all on this planet who are concerned with righting iniquity, recognizing our shortfalls and trying to correct them.

Do you feel the same?

I ask all this not to be a thorn or righteous, I ask this to determine what your true self is and whether we are on the same path.

I look forward to hearing your response. Best regards,

SD Mac

Heaven's Gift

With visions of tomorrow,
Dancing in our heads,
Its reality today,
That sets our souls ablaze,
Loves consistent and steady hand,
Firming its hold on our hearts,
As this truth, our love, tickles our memories,
In high esteem,
Each day will fade,
Bringing us another to experience and enjoy,
Brought together by God,
Reaffirming faith,
Believing in all that’s real,
Kiss me once,
Again and again,
Mounting a story for ages told,
As each day we live and learn,
Watching this beautiful gift,
Blossom and unfold,
Hold my hand,
While we take this stand,
Indeed our last hurrah,
For in you I know,
All I need to know,
And believe me that is much,
I hunger more,
And crave for sure,
Your love from heaven sent.

SDM

May I?

May I, will you allow, these words,
To enter your mind in one simple action,
Directing your though away form the negative,
To embrace the incredibly positive,
May I?
May I love you as Astaires Body loved Music?
Picasso’s hand loved art? Shakespeare’s words and Galileo the sky?
May I,
Will you see that this love reaches into the depths of the soul,
Opening the window on an emotion,
This time, our time, unconditional;
May I love you as a baker bread, a teacher teaching, a doctor healing and assuredly a writer writing?
May I entreat you love lover,
To read these words,
Trying to express what God so often has shown us is right,
This night,
Despite the ominous tone in the air,
May I love you,
Fully.

SDM

Context - Written the night that Shock and Awe began