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DawgHound

Lying on this planet I feel somewhat bound,
My heart is searching and wandering waiting to be found.
My feet walk a billion steps in a night endlessly on the ground.
Wondering what sort of thing I will hear next, perhaps a sound.
Tying my hand up then going three sixty and unbound.
I look away and know that I fully well astound.
Somewhat of a linguistic that is incredibly profound.
Astutely recognized and many would simply want it around.
Without my energy in their life they are bordering on unsound.
Playing in your mind like you’re used to on the playground.
Or in the fairground.
Or on the greyhound.
Or on the rebound...Winks
Many look through life as if they are ice-bound.
Spell bound.
Earthbound.
I want to have the energy level of a bloodhound.
Homebound.
Saved the day.
Earth is my showground.
Passing by a cute wolf hound.
Escaping with my spirit completely over to the underground.

- Shaun Delage

Fantastik

I look and stare at awe at my skills for the graphic.
I wander around able to lock on as an empathic.
I sign my name with heavily pronounced calligraphic.
My world around me is subconsciously pornographic.
People take snapshots of my life ever so photographic.
I see the world as being completely and one hundred percent psychopathic.
I see his eyes ever so romantic.
He sees me ever so stigmatic.
He laughs at my deeper quality of being nomadic.
I smile at his flair for the dramatic.
I find him completely cinematic.
I know it will take some skill to find him, and not to mention, tactic.
I know in the future the world will find our union problematic.
But only to the system.
I would love to sail away with him on a voyage seemingly transatlantic.
I only see our union as something that could best be described as intergalactic.

- Shaun Delage

NicNic

My own being (and nobody else) is my own critic.
I sit around with those that love me at a beautiful picnic.
I look around at a beautiful man and want to mimic.
I walk every step insanely rhythmic.
I know people all around are unjustly cynic.
Seeing past the madness and illusion of the ritual Olympic.
Looking at the moon somewhat ecliptic.
Feeling the pleasure in people’s eyes is somewhat sadistic.
I write with a flair and original style for the artistic.
I know in my heart I am better off and more sophistic.
Looking around it is hard to ignore most of the horrific.
But I see a lot in that around me that is somewhat terrific.
I live way on the cool breezy pacific.
Wanting to be somewhat puristic, ignoring the holistic, and trying to be prolific.
Yet desiring in others for them to be specific.
I walk with a stride somewhat intrinsic.
I ignore the more practical nature and look into being more analytic.
Seeing that ninety percent of others out there crave, that, in the masochistic.
I smile and flash my teeth in the fashion of being somewhat voyeuristic.
I want him to be a bit egotistic, idealistic, modernistic.
Walking in and out of the system is somewhat surrealistic.
Perhaps my dreaming self is somewhat over optimistic
It is somewhat of a distasteful sickening acidic
They bounce that title on me but I know deep down inside, I am simply.
Telepathic.
- Shaun Delage

EyE EyE

I look at myself and see you.
I see him and look at myself.
I look at us and see him.
I look at her and see us.
I look at us and see her.
I look around and see us.
I look up and I see them.
I look over you and I see us.
I look about and see a lot.
I intensely shine a beautiful energy.
One not to be mistaken with pure bliss.
Not jaded by what most would surround themselves with.
I write with a viewpoint that distances myself from the words”

- Shaun Delage


Enigma

Involved yet amused.
Simply but eccentric.
Courageous yet scared.
Tough yet hurt.
Intuitive but unknowing.
Selfless encouragement but self hatred.
Oblivion embracing familiarity.
Obsession built on common love.
Instil a believing spirit in an emotionally withdrawn person.
A true avatar, a true guru, a true mystic, a true evolved being.
Always careful, knowing, all too powerful.
Never wanting that power to be interpreted as arrogance.
Never wanting to let anybody know of the most awesome supreme power of the divine.
My thoughts are my own my confessional romanticism
An incredible shining belief one where no other faith, dogma, ism, or cult could ever penetrate.
A dimensional prophet.
A dimensional mystic.
The sight into the unknown.
What most are scared to see.
Because most cannot and will not comprehend.
I am careful not to judge another culture.
I am sure they can be just as weirded out by me as I them.
How could he see. Without being given the key to travel?
Without the vehicle.
It is unsurpassed and cannot be copied.
It is rare.
I know others are out there.
Usually told they are an oddity or distasteful to the general status quo.
Why stay earthbound.
But better yet...why give over your own psychic code?
For the ability to travel, when you can perceive the most amazing and immaculate concepts of the universe on
your own, many are scared of this ability.
They believe it is unworthy of attention.
Or hell based like a portal has been opened.
I say only this, the only thing hell based is a perceptive skill limited to our own earth based systems of
comprehension.
I know this as well. that most academics are taught and moulded to be the super computer they are yet lack one
essential quality... the intellect.
Infusion of a more combined status of the avatar.
I don’t want to be known.
I don’t want money or attention.
I just want to be able to relate what is shown to me, what is gifted as sight.
I can’t tell you if you’re getting married in ten years, to a person with blonde hair or if you will win the lottery in
about twelve years and get a blue car in four.
Perhaps I can, but in some ways I need human contact to be able to tell you.
Lock onto your aura.
I am one.
one in seven billion, an actual being with a quality of evolution in mind.
To me that is the only way to live life, Locked into a core belief that doesn’t belong to me is the definition of
insanity.
One piece of advice, there is truth in mental illnesses.
Some illnesses are closely intertwined with the divine nature of being.
The ability to hear other realms, and perceive that which is out of this reality.
The uber intellects and psychiatrists know this, but better yet.
They also know that there is a diagnosis to fall back on for every faction of society.
Quickly judged, sentenced and killed off without understanding the true nature of the being.
Nothing has to be this way and I can assure you...
That the people that are akin to the evolved beliefs will rise up again and manage this planet in the most beautiful
ages of enlightenment, with some help from establishment.
No drastic revolution is needed. No blood spilled. No signs to wave. No rocks thrown at windows
There will always be discord.
But what we need is evolution running the show.
Not death bound individuals with no possible perception of evolution.
Nor the desire for enlightenment.
Or the ability to help others succeed.
Foresight of knowledge.
In safe design for melding of souls.
I can’t escape u, nor can you escape me.
I love you as you have always imagined.
Yet I live for theories, design and making things happen.
I love this self that I inhabit.
There is no more that needs to be done.
The enlightened self, of two, maybe three.
One being in a thousand. Billions follow his every move.
Because they have failed in some way.
Or left the scene, they remember you.
They remember who you were.
They will guide and protect you.
Because they are in a place that cannot be described.

- Shaun Delage


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Scruffalog - Shaun Delage


Beauty to me.
Beauty to you.
A self of many.
Yet led totally raver astray.
Seduced by colour so fictional.
In place.
Seems rather trivial to me.
Wonder of a thought out of place.
Vibe out of self.
A video game.
Crazy and perverse realities.
Playing out in hyper duality.
Springing into action.
Per second.
No spectrum.
Only shaded illusion of the colour wheel.
Buy me, buy this,
I will sell a soul of my senseless self.
Much like a homeless guy on a street corner
collecting coins with peoples fingerprints on them.
For various intelligence agencies.
I don’t understand my very nature of being
Why sell out so early,
Systematic corruptive stare.
Amusement for beings trapped in infinite market wisdom.
Singles out a being as being intolerant.
My soul is far more beautiful and precious then ever thought possible.
I would never give into gradual dismay.
Or loss of singular reflective self.
To be part of elusive illusion.
Always super imposing scattered delusion.
Just be us for every part of life.
You still get you.
But you also get me.
What is there not to love.
I think I’ll stick with me only.
Thanks so much.
You keep you.
I keep me.
I stay I.
Ours is no more but never ending thought form of fringe reflective bliss.
Natural being-solid matter.

- Shaun Delage

kow - Shaun Delage

The cow of a woman was my wife,
And after some real lumberjack women love-in.
I had a fear that there would be no worry, nor doubt.
The cow was really myself, after ten years of not wanting to face my past.
However I felt in this skin, skin, skin.

- Shaun Delage

stella Bella - Shaun Delage

Almost four weeks old.
Beautiful,
sleeping.
Never stares.
Just looks a few times.
Meets your sight.
More-so the registration of an auric field is enough.
Sleeping calmly in my arms.
Tiny hands grasp onto my index finger.
Other hand,
My pinky.
Long darkened auburn hair shields a soft spot.
Flows around the ears.
Keeps tiny head warm.
Small breaths.
Waking every half hour or so to stretch.
Let out a cry or mumble of a cry.
Trying to cry.
Nothing to cry about,
I guess.
Sleeping in my left arm,
I prop it up on the leather sofa.
I fear of dropping the baby or perhaps its neck is too much to one side.
Perhaps she is saying in some manner that...
I’m doing ok!
If I had an angry or unforgiving energy my belief.
Is she couldn’t stand to be in my arms.
She would cry at once.
Eyes open slightly to meet yours.
Too tired to really notice.
Incredible deep eyes.
Sort of a future being looking at you.
Perhaps a princess from another galaxy.
Feeling of calmness and a soul.
Shuts them to wander off to dream of colours, shapes, fuzzy animals.
Rabbit yellow jumper.
Almost matching yellow layabout pillow.
Mostly etheric energy.
Of course a nice sensation of being carefully watched by an unknown power animal.
Is funny indeed, nothing really earthen, more of a fantasy creature.
Children dream that they exist.
The belief that they do.
Fourteen year old coon-cat fuzzy wants to meet her.
What a sight!
The things to take pleasure in seeing on this earth.
Sitting in a meadow with an eight week old babe,
a fuzzy cooncat,
surrounded by yellow and purple petals.
Greenish spring fresh cut grass.
Some fresh water on hand.
Baby food, some snacks for the adults.
Baby milk, baby case, toys, extra jumper.
She looks off but needs you for years.
Sensitive paternal and maternal instinct shines brightly and beautifully.
Baby bed with five blankets covering her tiny soul.
Sensitivity abound with the natural philosophy of soul incarnation.
A viewpoint that would remind one that we are never forgotten.
That new lives are coming into focus.
That will guide and protect us when we can’t do it for ourselves.

- Shaun Delage


Boiled egg - Shaun Delage

Battling the inner divinity.
Intrigued by certain philosophy.
Either ignoring my prince to be.
Or submitting to his kiss.
The trauma of being in love.
The enlightenment in choosing nothing at all.
Wanting to be his art piece.
Wanting to be choosing neither.
A pet or a broadcast being.
Where is the enlightenment not being able to choose anything.
How should I ignore those I love to being salvation.
Being a personal guru to many.
Wanting to find a nirvana state of mind.
Is there such a nirvana in not doing anything.
Or shall I find the choice of making it all on my own Huddling by a tree.
Not wanting to be a part of much, but the development of my bloody egg like flesh in my head
Perceptive skills of the future.
What good is the skillset if I cannot help others.
Choosing the recluse.
Wonderment of the ages.
Renouncil of technology.
Of the being I adore most.
Of the flesh I care to taste daily.
Of the eyes I wish to stare into for ages.
Of the person I want to call my lover.
If he believes in me I shall give him my time in belief.
I want to be his intensity.
I want to serve his needs.
I want to kiss his ear.
I want to bathe him.
I want to run my tongue down his arm.
But I wonder if the path of the enlightened ones, is simply another ism.
Meant to lead us away from the path.
I know my purpose.
My purpose is him.
My purpose is to be inspired by him.
His love, his radiating energy and his beautiful soul.
I simply cannot wait.
Until he appears.
If he doesn’t.
I will gladly choose the path.
Of the enlightened ones
- Shaun Delage

Saucy - Shaun Delage

Scent of a man,
licking his pits,
unknowing to himself...
worked all day.
Scent of a tigerthat
has just feasted...
bloody cat snout,
Although it’s natural.
Illustrious nature of those that govern.
Infusion of beliefs into our culture by Intravenous drip.
A placement above the rest.
A desire to create abundance.
Amusement of those that are the ultimate key holders.
A poet in one of hundreds of styles.
But not in alien language.
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My own selfless figure eight.
That awakes and takes shape.
Every day, I sit like a virtual inmate.
Most just say, pour some sauce on life it
is easier to digest.
The force of being held quite close.
The stare of those that have nothing on the inside but everything on the outside.
The hurt of those that have nothing on the outside but much to give inside.
One story to tell amongst millions.
One order shouted quietly in your ear to make some toast with butter on it.
To follow for a short time,
then forget.
Be my exclusive club.
Just let me suck on your flesh.
Oh done.
Were done.
Goodbye

- Shaun Delage


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bebe nugget

Many of my readers are ‘awakened’ so to speak and rightfully so because people only gravitate towards their own kind and their own philosophy. Somebody that asks you to figure out why you are here, what are the exact reasons and charts the course of humanity through philosophy is a good friend to have.

I recently wrote my purposes in this life and it was bulleted about 5 reasons and I am happy with it, for some it may be 25 or 50 reasons and others may have difficulty answering that question.

I believe strongly that the beginning of my life was meant to be that of an anomaly and challenging and tweaking the system as it be, and then figuring out that that life wasn’t me but the knowledge that comes from understanding who exactly you are and why you are here is insurmountable.

I strongly believe that if you were meant to challenge the system and live through it enough to teach others without ending up in prison or dead is an almost unfathomable goal.

Life is a great challenge and there are so many challenges it is tough to keep up with but those who question why they are in this body and what they are doing here remain some of the wisest souls on the planet.

So many people here are under the spell of illusion and I put that definition because it is easier than saying they are tools of the devil, the spell of illusion is far reaching and every single facet of existence could be construed as illusion.

Most people don’t realize that they are here to deal with issues that must be dealt with and learned from so that you may progress to other realms, if not you have another few lives to live until you get it. We are also living in a time where nothing really is personal anymore, people share their wildest fantasies online and their deepest dreams and desires. Thankfully some of the tweaks of the system so to speak are here for your ultimate reality to be filled with ease and care.

When people awaken they don’t think of it as a life-long process they simply want to awaken in a couple weeks haha if only it were that easy.

My daughter cat pickles is chasing a shrieking mouse around the property as we speak and I am filled with compassion and remorse for the mouse, not much I can do for it, I hate this side of her, something I will never come to terms with but essentially it is her feral side she is here to live, so if I can make her life easier by giving her fresh water and a pet once and awhile and some crispy chow then that will make her existence more liveable, it’s not like I can say “don’t kill the mouse” she was never taught English, and if I take her inside she will get it as soon as she is let out. It really is sad to see a dead field mouse on the porch, it reminds me of life, and my own fate, and that of nature that is inherently unforgiving and survival of the fittest.

I think the greatest issues that people deal with are around food and animals, and people that take an obsessive extreme by not eating animals remain ignorant of true nourishment and if the animal won’t kill you perhaps it is the carbon monoxide in the air.

Eating meat is disgusting if you think about it, an animal has to die a brutal death so that you can cook its meat in a pot and eat it and live off the protein.

But there are some delicious meals that can be made like meatloaf, chicken in a cream sauce or salmon on the BBQ

So when you don’t really internalize the suffering of the animal in a sense and learn to enjoy it in its present form, you begin to understand too that some of it is cultural, and other parts of it is the need for nourishment which I think many vegetarians lack because they simply ate a bowl of roasted potatoes

I think if you view life as a constant learning experience for the mind, able to manage thought and direct your energy you are on the right path !

-Shaun A. Delage

dirty grandma

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LeMoN HeaRT

In a sense your human body does not belong to you, it is a borrowed item, and you are lucky enough to imbue your spirit into it. Which is why you should have a kindness towards yourself, and treat yourself once and awhile, and take care not to abuse the body or put it in danger, if you decide that you want to end your life, you are basically committing murder because this body is you, but not the whole you.

Much of society frays away from the spiritual and the hidden, the only ones that really know the answers are secret societies and religions and they are pretty much too busy running the world to worry about any of us.

It is very tough to not see yourself as an individual sometimes with how our daily interactions are set up, and I believe strongly we are going towards a pseudo new world order, everything is setup for this, from a world court, to a world bank, to a world government. This new world order has the future in mind, and we are all operating on a relative time line, that cannot be messed with.

No matter how much you protest or if you wear a gas mask and throw molatov cocktails you will not stop this progression, and I don’t believe it is how the conspiracy theorists make it out to be, with deathcamps and microchips and such but it will be a softer friendly new world order, and they are trying to guide us to have a relatively enlightened nature, including capitalist theory, diversity acceptance, celebrity worship, and a free and open humanity with many rules.

I am not an advocate of the new world order, I just know when we are beat so to speak, they have satellite weaponry, sound weapons, super max prisons, courts that have no jurisdictions, torture mechanisms, drugs of all kind…I think the sooner that one starts finding their own unique place in this world the better because if you are here to revolt you have come to the wrong prison planet.

Until we get celestial help there is no way around this whole scenario, you can protest all you want but it is not going to achieve anything, they are far too powerful to succumb to submissiveness

I have also seen more illusion in the conspiracy community mind you than can be believed, people fighting with every tooth and nail to enlighten us and eradicate illusions yet they cannot grasp the idea of sexual diversity, this goes from alex jones to red ice, to freeman fly and almost –I’d say 95% of the conspiracy community holds ideals that are far from the acceptable levels of compassion and the ability to recognize gay and lesbian people as being human, we’re still seen as sub human with any conspiracy clique which makes me suspicious, if you are so ‘enlightened’ why cannot one grasp this concept in nature.

If your religion is hateful or your idols are angry or if your beliefs hurt others, there is no point in believing in such because it will just mean you have thousands more births to go through before you get it.

Many people are generally –unsure- and pretty much unsure of why they are here, what they are doing here, why they have their family, friends and life. Pretty much unsure of where they are going when this life is up, and fail to plan for such an event, this is one of the greatest travesties of modern religion is that it does not teach about reincarnation and to believe in such is a great and horrid sin, but these atomatons are the ones you see all around you returning thousands of times, and doing what they are told.

If one was taught that they must devote 25% of their waking existence to forming their next incarnation can you imagine what types of people you would encounter?

Instead people spend 75% of their time on the pyramid apparatus,

There almost is no changing this society so one must work with it and find their niche, and be able to….ADAPT !!!

Things may not be this harmonious in ten years, or twenty who knows it could be better but you have to have a strong ability to adapt to changing circumstances and be aware of when the matrix is being tweaked so to speak

I have been enlightened by the alternate news community, and I have been graced by the powers that be to live my existence and have been left in a system rather unscathed and unhurt, and for that I am eternally grateful.

I give you this discourse so that it may better your situation

-Shaun A. Delage

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How to spot a sociopath cult leader

aka 'The Resistance' ;)