Self Reflection October 4, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Into the Mind: Opening your Consciousness, J.R. Schaefer.Tags: awakening, confucius, J.R. Schaefer, plato, poem, Poetry, reflection, wisdom, wise
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How do we find ourselves? Our passion? Our purpose?
These questions often come to myself and my friends and is often a topic of discussion. The answer hides behind unfortunate circumstances which are usually self-induced. It is the external remedy which is the bandage, covering up the wounds which are deep inside. Coming to the realization we are wearing a bandage is the hardest to realize because we have to admit we are lying to ourselves, pretending to be something we are not. We have to admit we have been tricked by ourselves into believing the wound is someone else or an experience, pointing the finger at others is the ego at work. We have our belief system which we are convinced is true is actually veiled in half-truths and outright lies. If there is to be any truth found it will be in self realization, the wound is not on the surface. When we look we often do not see it, this is no fault of our own, often knowledge is hidden in plain sight awaiting the conscious mind to WAKE UP. Asking question starts this process. To ignite the flame one must strike the match with intention of progress. What do you see? Where is your focus? Look within…
“If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, what you do not bring forth will destroy you.” Gospel of Thomas
I am not here to tell you what to do or what to think. I feel to share my thoughts and if you choose to ponder them and offer your time and contemplation you may find keys. The only keys I have found were done so with time and many hours, days and months of contemplation. Spiritual growth is like a garden which needs tending, weeds will come, water is needed. Peeling the layers to find the roots of our inner chambers shows us dark places. I ask you now as a friend to take a candle with you. Hold this flame in the darkness and watch the blackness flee. In one hand a symbol of virtue and the other a symbol of vice and within this stillpoint we find our resonance.
Certain people come into our lives to teach us and these interactions should not be taken lightly. We do not need to understand the whys but rather we need to understand they have come to you and they are choosing to be a branch on your tree. Learning from others allows the mirror to reflect. Nothing can be accomplished without internal reflection.
“By three methods we may learn wisdom: First, by reflection, which is noblest; Second, by imitation, which is easiest; and third by experience, which is the bitterest.” Confucius
Take all your uncertainty and questions and flip the hourglass to the progression of self-reflection. Each chemical reaction you partake in is the experience the stars embrace to shine their light. Shine now and forever my dear friends.
Compassionately,
J.R.
The Traveller September 7, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Syphous.Tags: dimension, J.R. Schaefer, multidimensional, Pleides, poem, Poetry, stargates, tessellate
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We woke up not knowing…. so we decided to follow rivers
We lasted until the new season came calling
Seven sisters allowed the conduit to awaken
Memories reminisce as time slips away
Torsion fields of flowering fertility beckon to the battery
Energy scent ignites the maker
Stargates open from the heart center
Travelling across dimensions into the fabrication of the mind
How did we lose the map?
The stars look down, and we look up
We look down and they look up
Triangulate and you will find
Tessellate and we will create
Conscious minds come together
Brave hearts sing together
A new season approaches and we follow rivers
Into the Mind…leading us to the ocean
J.R.
Incessant Instance April 25, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Syphous.Tags: awakening, awareness, Consciousness, constellations, destiny, DNA, freedom, J.R. Schaefer, mind control, poem, Poetry
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OH what can we find in the mud of dreams?
The stardust fills the mind with stomach lust
Where the foraging of magic mushrooms pollute reality, fabricated consciousness
What is real? how can you find the unreal? and see the unseen?
The poor boy cries as he sits and wonders, what has BEGUN?!
Nothing has been taken from the fortitude of fortress
Taken to the light of soul catching control
Believe what the ear speaks and you will fall
I saw an angel die, fast asleep only to awaken
Then to begin building a magnitude so vast the trillion stars lost count
Incessant instances into incoming inspirational inoculation~.~
Clear the mind to see the crystal dreams waiting to be immersed in
J.R.

Creatrix March 27, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Syphous.Tags: Alan Moore, art, creatrix, Gaia, Magic, Magick, poem, Poetry, Terra, Watchmen, Watchmen Comics
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The Art of Magic and the Magic of Art
Lost and yet found in the fountain of youthful passion
Set free from inhibitions are the actions of self
Perception is the wanderer finding the way home
Go on now…
Cry with unheard tears
Live with no fears
Love with no future
and then you will truly know the Art of Magic and the Magic of Art
J.R.
Alan Moore
Syphous(2014)
SOUL March 20, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Syphous.Tags: Angel, Angels, awakening, ego, God, perfection, poem, Poetry, soul, spirit
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I asked for perfection so my ego showed me my soul
But what soul is perfect ?
Do not waver in trying to understand the blemished soul
This does not exist
The pure soul is perfection!
The ego thinks it will comprehend perfection but never will
The soul has no scale – it is nothing more than perfection
J.R.
Spaceman March 20, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Uncategorized.Tags: Aah-en-Ru, All that I want, Dawn Golden, EA, earth, Mars, poem, Poetry, Ra, Sirius, Sun, Terra, Timetravel, Venus, Wormhole
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I fell asleep on Mars wishing I was visiting Venus
Then I woke up with a startled mind and foggy vision of you on the surface of the Sun
Looking back at me you pointed to Sirius
Asking me to follow you to another world
All that I want
Is You
And Me
To Be
As One
J.R.
Talk to me… March 14, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in Uncategorized.Tags: J.R. Schaefer, poem, Poetry
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Have you ever sat with a friend and had a real conversation?….not about their job, politics, current events or relationship status. Rather to actually sit down with the intention of knowing them to the core. To understand them, not prescribe to their belief but entertain them. To try only for a moment to feel what it is like to be in their shoes. Not acquire them or feel sorry for them but see them. To think WITH them, not for them. To know their dreams and aspirations and watch them light up as they tell you. To truly know someone we put ourselves aside to listen, and listen with intent. When we listen to our friends we might be surprised at what we see and not only what we hear.
J.R.
“And I want you to know…. “ March 11, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in J.R. Schaefer.Tags: Consciousness, J.R. Schaefer, james blake, overgrown, poem, Poetry, riddle, riddler
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The torch is as heavy as your might
The distance is as far as your perception of sight
The road is as rocky and dark as the blinding light
When the riddler comes looking for answers remember a riddle is only as clever as the one who originated it
Know the mind to get out of a bind and look to the rock to set free the lock
J.R.
Genome Mapping March 8, 2015
Posted by Syphous Productions in J.R. Schaefer.Tags: artificial intelligence, Consciousness, Gaia, genome, poem, Poetry
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The electric genome is but a marker for the soul catcher
Covered by this flesh and bone is but the ink for the script
Past and present resemble something familiar
The future a mirage of circumstantial relativity
Doctored by the mighty mind
Fathered by the light divine
The electric mother originator sings a tune
Bringing forth an army, survival after all
Time and time again the destiny is written down
Interceptors of metal minds project, what is real?
Immortal cast iron, runs through the veins
Red and Blue, proton and neutron
The highway of light never ceases to be bright
Progression of the soul is Perpetual
J.R.

