Re: {Cures now: 94,923} MEHER BABA Avatar of the Age -- 2 Poems

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I love them too!  Thank you to our Irwin.

xox Keely

>Dear Bayard,

>

>Movie Website: AvatarOfTheAge.com

>

>Here are two of my poems from Book 1 that I promised I would send you.

>Let me know what you think.

>

>HAPPY TRAILS

>

>I heard it said

>Never let the Truth stand in the way of a good story.

>It is also said

>Truth is stranger than fiction.

>

>This is the story.

>You decide if it is true or stranger than fiction

>or both.

>

>Before you do, remember this.

>Belief is contagious.

>Believe wholeheartedly and others will follow.

>Why? Because we are all believers.

>

>There was this young boy

>who was riding to school on his bicycle

>When this old lady

>sitting under a tree called him over.

>She was no ordinary old lady.

>

>She kissed him on the forehead.

>

>This was some kiss.

>It wiped his mind clean.

>Suddenly he was no longer in his body

>He had risen to a new plane of life and love.

>He was on his way.

>

>He could see with his mind, great visions of light

>and wonderful cosmic sights and divine people.

>Bliss and freedom everywhere.

>He was moving along a path that would turn him

>from a boy to a rider of the human heart.

>

>He continued to soar.

>Into realms where thoughts and every feeling is made.

>Where imagination and every story is formed.

>He could see it all so easily.

>This was the way to go. No stopping now.

>

>He could see how heavens are made real from dreams.

>What a wonderful happiness. He could feel it all.

>This was so great.

>What a journey.

>

>He did not linger in any of these heavenly states.

>He was on His way. It could only get better.

>

>And then it happened. His mind stopped.

>No disturbance. Such peace.

>What a million yogis would die for.

>

>The mind became the mirror of the soul.

>He could see himself.

>What a glorious sight.

>Was he God? No. Not yet.

>He was looking at a reflection of himself.

>Such power, such love, such crystal consciousness.

>

>He had gotten the taste of what he was.

>In this mirror he could see everywhere.

>Know everything. Be everywhere.

>Conscious of everything. Free in every way.

>

>But he knew that he was not a reflection.

>He knew he was hot on the trail.

>There was only one thing left for him to do

>to complete the journey.

>

>He had to break the mirror.

>The mind mold.

>Then he would be free to be himself.

>No more false images of himself.

>No more delusions of who and what he is.

>Now he would escape limitation.

>That prison would no longer bind him.

>

>He would be free at last.

>

>And so it happened that this soul became free.

>

>He could free other souls

>bound by the many imaginings of the mind.

>

>He became the soul of souls.

>

>He became one with the old lady

>that set him on his trail to the over soul.

>He became the only one who is in everyone.

>

>What a life. What a love. What a journey.

>Try it sometime.

>

>Happy Trails to you.

>

>Irwin Luck

>March 10, 2010

>

>

>

>MY DOCTOR

>

>I feel fine

>I don't need a doctor.

>

>But why do I feel

>like a singer without a song.

>Like an artist

>with no clay to mold.

>Like a painter without a canvas.

>

>I have so much love

>but no one to share it with.

>

>Maybe I do need a doctor

>to treat this ailment.

>A specialist.

>

>That's when I got your name.

>So I went to you.

>

>Everyone who comes here has some problem, you said.

>If there were no problems no one would come.

>and I would not be here for you.

>

>Every question has an answer.

>Every ailment has a cure.

>Every problem has a solution.

>

>You are called the doctor of doctors.

>How can you make me well?

>My problems are many.

>Physical, mental, emotional, spiritual.

>What can you do about that?

>

>So the great doctor started his work.

>

>You have the sleeping sickness.

>Go home.

>The treatment has begun.

>Soon you will be healed.

>You will also feel better

>than you could possibly imagine.

>

>I did as he said.

>What was going to happen?

>At first I didn't understand.

>So I just continued with my life.

>

>I was fully awake.

>But now I began to feel

>the initial stirrings of a sleeping man

>beginning to wake up.

>As this urge became stronger and stronger

>my life became more and more like a dream.

>Then I saw you.

>The Awakener.

>He was waking me up.

>Soon all your problems will disappear

>into the nothing from which they came.

>

>And so it was that the Awakener told me this

>in my dream.

>And so it is I am waking up.

>

>It is amazing.

>As I became more conscious, I realized

>how much power, knowledge, bliss

>and pure existence is in me.

>I am beginning to see where love comes from.

>

>Waking up is all I ever needed to do

>to be healed

>and enjoy my real everlasting life.

>

>If you would like the address of my doctor.

>He can make you well too.

>I recommend him highly.

>

>Go to Meherabad in India

>Go to the top of the hill.

>No need to knock to enter his room.

>The door will be open.

>Step into his room.

>You will know you're in the right place

>if you see his sign cut in marble.

>

> " I have come not to teach but to awaken "

>

>

>Love,

>Irwin Luck

>March 13. 2010