Yin/Yang Vol I (Character)

Yin/Yang Volume I (Character)

Creation and destruction are the two base energetic opposites out of which the entire universe of objects and space was created. Matter is the existential opposite of energy. The entire universe, all matter and all life, is a result of these two forces shaping and restricting reality.

This is a truth or natural Law, so likewise it is true that human beings are born with both creative energies(Light, Spirit, Love) and destructive energies (darkness, ego, malevolence).

When these energies are embodied, that is to say; when a person offers themselves as a vessel to recieve, store and activate them, they begin to literally transform, the person, their life and ultimately the physical reality around them. The following series of poems gives an embodied presentation of these archetypal rivals.

The serpent’s Whisper.

The Serpent (Shadow – Deception)

Crowned king the serpant laughs
His charm spoken through sharp teeth
Whistling a familiar tune one that changed their eyes
The man behind this mask takes freedom from life

Surrender is given to the crowned one
The king gives to them a sweet poison
Consumed from the yellow petals of warmth
With a song they are lead to the forest

The magician is skilled in his tricks
Silver blossoms smile in the moonlight
Mirroring reflections of a cunning master
Words spoken by the tongue of their king

Sweetness achieved from the hearts of the fallen
Those who gain from the glory of the wicked
Walk only as shadows in the footsteps of hate
When the poison is gone from their sweet leaf

What will they owe the king in his sheath
The crowned one smiles the time is now
I have lead thee, I have fed they
In my grace you’ll now feed me

And as the serpent devours his people
They wonder how they were lead astray
The had drank the poison so peacefully
And had never once pondered this day

by Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan (Circa 2005-2006)

The mind

Richer Be The Man (Light – Integrity

To the mirror I shall take myself
To the mirror the pressures will die
As I see into the flame inside me
And I feel the truth in my eye

Richer be the man not with gold in his pocket
But with freedom in his mind
For a man with gold might be quite bold
as to buy what he can afford
But the free est of minds with vigor and Pride
Can live on their own accord

For the bend at the end of the road that you mend
might straighten out in the end if you try
But the money you reap while losing all sleep
Will never buy back your life when you die

For what we call living is more than just giving
up all of your hopes and your dreams
For being free is so precious to me that
I’d turn down your money in streams

All your stealing and wheeling and two-timing dealing
Won’t pay of your debts at the end
But nothing so sweet that’ll lift up your feet
Like the love of a good hearted friend

by Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan (circa 2005-2006)

The Yin/Yang Collection.

Hey there, I am glad you made it.
I thought it fitting to start this blog off with a look at the poetry of my past. From 2005-2006 I was in a very mixed placed inside myself, poetry was a way to get some of this energy out. I wrote around 50 poems during that time and I have been able to recover 32 of them. Yay me!
Some are long and some are short, some rhyme and some do not. I decide to start with what I call the’ yin/yang collection’ a collection of three light poems and three shadow poems. It gives a good glimpse into the ups and downs of my inner world. It also mirrors the universality of the dance of the eternal opposites; creation and destruction.
I am still deciding which 6 to make up the collection, but the first two will be posted soon. So keep obsessively refreshing your web browser to make sure you do not miss it. ๐Ÿ™‚

The Prayer of St. Francis

A prayer of St. Francis of Assisi:

“Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is anger, peace; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.”

” O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love; for it is in giving that we receive, it is in pardoning that we are pardoned, and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.”