The i-Sentiment

All these materials glitter through my name,
This is why I never intended to seek any fame, 
A labradorite of meaning always held my glory, 

And I never used my connotation to create a story, 

For I knew that I would only be living today, 

It’s the disciples in ignorance that are in true delay, 

Urging money and degrees yet never true to deeds,

Withstanding torture and isolation may only feed. 

But I guarantee to Ra, you will speak peace,

However, It’s only these riches that will halt you in cease. 

Can I please wake up from this nightmare ?

Why am I awake? 

Why am I walking around parallel to my body ? 

I can only get back, 

Yet I can’t move, 

Who let that figure in to my eyes. 

Friendliness or Neutrality,

 Decision shan’t be needed,

It’s the same process which calls all of us home. 

Take me around the circle of truth, 

It’s very confusing ,

So vague, 

How can I choose ?

 Rationality, 

How dare thee?

 How can I be right ? 

Is it because I’m full of ego ? 

Oh gosh ! 

I’m not real,

 So when I finally embarked on the journey of 8,

I came to realize the one is not true to all. 

Let’s take a trip to this parallel dimension, 

Once you get dropped, 

You’ll hurt your head,

It won’t be this reality, 

But once you get conscious,

You’ll recollect all the treasures,

A second death you never wished for, 

The ultimate death is knowledge.

-Othello D. Gomes

A Clash Of Chests

Here are 2 contrast poems I made a while back ( initially as a school project).
1st one: 

Paradoxical timeline, however, It’s not a dream

In a world made for us,
The patriots of the snow,
Blends into the bow of tomorrow,
For we once never sought sorrow,
As our minds were never narrow,
For we worked delicate and mowed through;
Halt !
Capture them and let’s make it anew. 

Accept our gifts of bloom,
We’ve made more progress than any other,
The philanthropy has us all covered in sparkling diamond,
We shan’t ever worry for all this gold;
Lead them right through the herd,
For I say:
The holy grail is in the tablets of the aeons,
And not once shall it fail to grasp from our hands !

Let’s stand up together,
My Brothers Of The Present, Past and Tomorrow,
We shall dine in the throat of the seedling,
And shall slaughter a sheep for our feast of glory,
For we deserve this power and fame,
And so does our father of understanding.

May mercy be in your soul,
For we are your great saviours !

2nd one a.k.a. counter poem:
The Land that accepts you , despite slaughter !

The world is made for all,
None is superior or inferior,
The blends of sorrow and hatred,
Filled all our hearts with the trails of the unnatural sky,
Though, I still speak on the people’s behalf,
My energy echoes throughout the universe’s heart;
As delicate as we all work, our hearts are always singing birds !

Though, you’ve failed to understand gaia,
We’ve accepted you in our hearts,
For we’re not you at all !
The gold and diamonds you speak of,
Mean nothing more than treacherous blood in everyone’s memories,
Shut down our abilities,
But shutting down our inner spirits,
Will require more than your systematic illusion,
And since we still have the birds of the universe on our side,
The crystals of the past are still in our hands. 

Let’s take a moment,
For your standing as a whole mean nothing more,
Our unity lies in infinity,
And your narrowness will not be prevailed over such ignorance,
No power,
No fame,
Only gratitude and everlasting love are what we have,
And what we seek is what is already there,
So we shall not seek at all,
For we are children of the One and The Infinite. 

Infinite love shall always be with you,
For our love holds no boundaries even in the face of lost souls. 

-Othello Gomes

The Unknown Known

The Ultimate Mystery was done into history,

The Blue Bird Flies to the Breeze.

One Summer Turned away to fall,

As did the day you missed the call,

For I never made step towards ,

The Wind flying in complete verge.

As the day passed,

I told myself:

Never worry friend,

Let your ego go,

I saw this through your energy flows,

I said that I never betrayed the law.

When the water got wasted by the cloud,

I thought why I never saw the form,

Even though, I was the victim of time,

I laid away myself from extravagant ties,

Cause I fooled me into being a slave,

And the memories never stepping the flow,

I called myself a fool,

And left a floor,

For I knew we all were children astray.

I cried till tears hugged me right away,

Cause the non-stop energy flowing was there with me.

Open your eyes, I said

Get out of that cage, bird !

You knew that you were light!

Have you never thought who we are ?

Did I stay ever close to your mind ?

Caused those blinded guides, no intend to apologize.

Stored the anger, oh it was me !

Got your anxiety right in time.

The shivers I caused in your spine can now all shiver away,

You dependent fool…..

Intuition, proposition needed none.

Every second, every moment, ever present.

Driven all by the crazy forces of nature,

All the aesthetic reserved in the heart.

And the cosmos said:

I am all of you when none, as if none was never ever one.

Hey child, if you can come, the peace you get will not ever hurt you or your peer.

The promise won’t be made,

But the energy will be flowing through you.

-Othello D. Gomes

The UnLost Cause

Hinder all of this towards your way,
Not my way, but your way, but one’s way,
Have the time ready ,
When you learn to count time,
If that’s ironic enough,
Then tell me what’s freedom?
Refer not to rights,
Refer not to perception,
Refer not to rationality,
Refer not to discovery,
Neither refer to any imagination. 

You can’t see past me,
Can you ?
I didn’t tell you to,
I wasn’t the subject nor the object,
All you had to do was pick up that book,
And throw it away.
Insignificant significance wasn’t mean to be your way,
However, you didn’t know that,
You had to not know that,
Knowing nonsensical illusions weren’t your curiosity after all,
I sensed this dogma all along,
I have no control over your birdcage though,
Your bird has to remain within your grasp,
Cause that’s what you need as your sole pet. 

Take me away,
Said I never,
Take me away,
Rip off that mask that you once gifted me with,
Get out of all the barriers that you once called home,
It wasn’t ever meant to be within what was impossible,
For I told you:
Exist within, not without,
Substitute the dogma away,
You weren’t lost, anyway. 

- Othello D. Gomes

The Enigmatic Conclusion Of The Labyrinth

The arrival of the enigma,
Bestowed my contemplations,
Through the neat,
And the knot,
Do you feel the numbers now ?
The numbers we once didn’t know of?
I ask not ,
I state not,
I feel not,
I am no empath. 

Avert Not Thine Eyes,
Find the golden civilization,
For its myths shall be your light,
The process of the light gets blown,
For thy hasn’t yet fully succumbed,
So thy shall use the remaining of your last will.

You ask me what’s aesthetic,
My answer doesn’t suit your tree of knowledge,
Shed thy leaves,
Grow anew,
The doves will come and go,
So will the flying horses,
For that,
You shall cover all the revelations,
But don’t forget whose tree it is you bear.

The Enigmatic Conclusion
By Othello D. Gomes

The Nature

When I refer to nature, I don't simply refer to nature as a whole, but from a perceptive point of view, as the only nature we're most aware, and conscious of is most probably "The Human Nature", as blatant as it sounds,  it's quite true, since everything we've perceived, demonstrated , studied, invented, and imagined are all from the perspective of a human being, as we're all blatantly 'humans'. 

I know everyone has at one point wondered what the 'true' , or rational nature of reality, or the universe is, besides the system we've created to understand the elements, and fundamentals of it. It's a very thought provoking topic, which can't be simplified easily, as the root of it is simply found in the void, or in infinity - when it comes to infinity , it simply defies everything there is to all we know about the whole universe's nature. What we have come to comprehend as the nature of the universe, may essentially not be the nature of what everything, but only towards who 'we' really are, because everything we view , or comprehend comes from the individual perspective of a human being. There might not ever be any absolute truth to anything out there, no matter who, or how anyone tries to present the agenda for what they believe, and how they preach it, for it'd only show the reflection who they are, and how they function, and how they think. It's getting quite complex, right? Well, no, it's not. How one thinks shouldn't be confused with what one thinks, because no matter what the perception is of an individual remains untouched within the frequent presence of the observation. Everything is untouched, nothing is tampered with, all is just observation. It's just you, and yourself, and your eyes' reflection of reality, not the reality itself that you're actually experiencing. All you are , is just a vessel for the state of what we call "living", "experiencing" , or "feeling", nothing outside of what you believe inside this state, is close to what you think of yourself. The reason why I say this , has already been stated a few sentences back: "WE'RE JUST A FREQUENT PRESENCE OF WHAT WE CALL THE EXPERIENCE OF EVERY REFLECTION PRESENTED BY OUR OWN MIND."

While, this is quite sophisticated, it still stands strong at what it aims to convey in a certain sense of the individual. If indeed , nature is meant to have a balance between bad, and good, and have what Darwin describes as "survival of the fittest", then it goes against a lot of physical properties, when it comes to bonding, separating, and reacting to one another in the surrounding. We have discovered so much in our own sense, yet we have learn almost close to nothing in our whole lifetime as a civilization, therefore, we can't ever come to the inference that there indeed is a true "nature", much like if there was ever an "absolute truth". 

Can Utopia Be Easily Achieved?

Not too long back I made a video about whether Utopia is what we think it is, and it still strikes my mind with that certain term Of "A Perfect Place".

Ironically , the term's justifiable means are contrary to what we describe it to be.

CAN THERE BE A PERFECT PLACE? 

Is the term "perfect" deceiving your own mind, or is it a perceived view of what something should be, and fit our own agenda ? Because, when we talk about "perfection" , it's mostly that we're not satisfied with it. 

Besides that, it all comes back to what we perceive , and what we think of. No one can establish a 'Perfect Utopia' ; only a Neigh-Utopia can be established, and that's if you look at how people function in this world. Almost everyone thinks their belief is right, and whatever doesn't fit their agenda is deemed 'ridiculous' , 'crazy' , or , 'retarded'. Rationality must come into place when it comes to that; people still abuse 'Rationality', though, thus making everything irrational.
If one thinks their Utopia is the one , and only, it's still not, because that's only a perception, and opinion of that person, and may still have flaws - almost bound to have flaws.

We don't live in a Utopia, but we can make it way way better, only believe me on that. We don't have to achieve a Utopia, we only have to progress, and make everything better, but to do that we must of course abstain from several things first: Violence, A Destructive Ego, and all that's mentioned in the 7 sins. With those gradually refrained from being in use, we could at last spread Infinite Love, just keep radiating that no matter what comes on your path; once you give up on 'Love' , it'll eventually turn you back into the precise opposite, and fill you with the usual negativity, and hate.
To stop all the hate, and violence, we must spread Infinite unconditional love, instead of trying to form a rebellion, and taking over the Castle , and slaying the Kings, and Queens - as that itself is the continuity of violence itself. Sure, the money system is corrupt too, but it'll disappear once the conscious revolution ends.

-CONCLUSION- 

-AVE UNIVERSUM-