Being

            

If you think I am a denizen of this
reality
You would be mistaken
I am not controlled
By Thought
By The Physical
By The Program
I am not controlled
I see through the Program, the Process
the Indoctrination
My purpose is to see the Truth
be Free
So if you are looking for a slave
It’s not Me
If you want to be involved in Control
I will not be there
If you want the Truth
I can’t teach it or tell you it…
But..
I can show you the path..
You will have to walk it for Yourself
That is my Pupose…
I am a beginning point
A sign post..
That is what I am
I am Free
If you want true Freedom
Follow Me..

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe

Hidden Secret

Funny, how control takes so many
forms
The girl next door, the teachers who
pretend they have authority,  yet just
indoctrinated
The coach who threatened to destroy
your future
Control
Just the secret, no one sees yet it is right
in front of you
Everything, is meant to imprison you
Your body, your heart, your mind, your will
The prison is the world, believe what your
told…Control
Believe, your heart, learn what you are taught
do what you are told
Control
Physical Love is all there is, the Physical world is all that there is
Control
Believe what the church says,
Control
Except, the program you have been given
Control
You are Free, remember that, You are Free
Control…

Slave.

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe