Does Zero Exist?

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… you do the math.

-shiLa iris

You stiLL got the reaL in you?

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God is the thing, between, us.

(You wiLL not rest untiL you find it).

– shiLa iris

Instruments that measure…

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How much you want to spend on me?

To get to know me, you’re going to have to invest. 

Money ain’t a thing, but that’s aLL it is.  

How much time? 

– shiLa iris

P.S. I feLt a tremendous power fLowing from his caLm eyes. 🫦 GuiLeLess, with the transparency of a chiLd’s. Ever gentLe and Loving, he was firmLy estabLished in the infinite consciousness. Many of our happy hours together were spent in deep meditation.

Prognostication: Tigers wiLL be speLLbound and sit around us Like tame pussies.

TransLation: The vicious nature of the tigers wiLL change through the power of our spirituaL trance, so they’LL treat us with the kindness of house cats.

I continue ceaseLessLy on my path to Liberation. I continue. My secret doors are reveaLed onLy thru devotion.

EvoLved thinking…

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Take me with you, or Let go. You have been given free wiLL by the power that created you, and, so have I. There’s nothing Like that power.

shiLa iris

Mother knows. Are you reaLLy my friend?

Short poem…

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If I’m worth Losing, Lose me.


























I have Limits worth acknowLedging. Ask me. Then Listen.

Not to be taken so LiteraLLy, but to be understand beyond words.

-shiLa iris

P.S. Listen to Bob Marley & The WaiLers: Satisfy My SouL… just because beyond any given visuaL, or reLigion, or superficiaL reaLity, I can get what was being said by The WaiLers in this song… “I’m happy inside, aLL of the time. Can’t you see, why won’t you beLieve me? Oh DarLing, darLing, I’m caLLing, caLLing. Satisfy My SOuL.”

I’m Bob in this song, and the background singer/ dancers, and the Band. No video necessary. smiLe.

“PoLLution is aLL around me. My soLution Lies there in cLear air.”

“… is it a crime, that i stiLL want you, and I want you to want me too. TeLL the truth about it.”

I Look around, in search of…

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I see the worLd in a grain of sand
and heaven in a wiLdfLower,

I hoLd infinity in the paLm of my hand,
and eternity in an hour.

shiLa iris via bLake… magnified 520 times

In the WiLderness

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This is aLL spoken in the softest, most suLtry voice you can imagine.
There is nothing tough about it.

You’re not aLone. Are you tough enough for Love?
It was aLways you and me. I aLways needed a tougher Love.
I cuLtivate it. With every part of my being.
It’s a new day and I know you’re trying.
You’re not there if I have to wait.

-shiLa iris
(and, I’m a musician, so, there’s aLways a beat to my words. imagine if you could hear it)!!!

i’LL deLiver, give me a chance.
i’m in the wiLderness.

Do you know what it takes to grow a Christmas Tree?

Refresh your screen.

Behind the Scene: In Progress

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In order to rise, there had to have been a faLL
This just means there are LeveLs to it aLL
PercoLate, osciLLate, take a step back, move round and around
Adjust your frequency, be kinetic or inert
Lay faLLow, rest and grow
DeveLop your intuition, know what to keep and what to Let go…

I began to understand progress when I deveLoped the abiLity to Look back.
What was there, what was aLways there?
History. Patterns. Karma. Past Lives, unspoken.
I had to be ever so quiet to remember who I was, who I’ve aLways been.
I changed. I change. Everything does. For a reason. Do the math.
Sankofa.

-shiLa iris

You sound sure…

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She had a right to choose her husband carefuLLy, by God she was gifted “free wiLL.” … or by Nature, or by the Universe, or by ALLah, or Jesus (however you need to say it to understand)…

… it was her vocation to choose, to ascend in her attractions, and not be drugged down. By mis-understandings, kicks to the crouch, she no Longer needed to sink into the immoraL behaviors of the forLorn, of her forLorn seLf.

If she was doing it, if she was choosing it, it was a means to an end. The end is aLways the beginning… I’m getting back to my roots. and “she” is me.

And I am her. I’m nothing at aLL, but Spirit. The journey is in the Spirit.

A sentence from my favorite book…

She had a wiLL to try out every stratagem to see what changes wouLd be necessary
under what conditions, what changes in the paths of the hunt for what different, larger, swifter or sLyer animaLs…

TransLation:
She was determined to experiment with different strategies to discover the necessary changes for hunting various types of animals, whether they were larger, faster, or more cunning.

She wanted every hunting principLe extended to her. Every reLigion understood.

I cannot condemn you for where you stand, I just want to know that you understand.

shila iris

… and furthermore,

Then, when ShiLa was possessor of the art of hunting she further discomfited her teachers by reminding them aggressive hunting is AGAINST “our way”… that the proper use of hunting skiLLs shouLd be for haLting the aged Lion seeking human prey in its dangerous impotence, for stopping the wiLd hog prowling about the growing farm, for teaching the sideLong hyena to keep it’s distance, NOT for wanton pLeasure.

Two Thousand Seasons by Ayi Kwei Armah

Remember Me

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shi La i ris

55% … it’s a metaphor, and an aLLegory

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go there

I am never aLone, never independent, just quiet.

-shiLa i ris

Acute Strangeness

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I received a Letter from Him,
in His own handwriting.

Somehow, he is so deserving of my Love?

Hmmmmm. Mmmmmm.
Let me think about that.

4:44, Less than 90 Degrees

ShiLa Iris
P.S. My present temper…

this is not just a faLse pretense.
There is so much more to this story.
Years of respect and patience surface.

He asks questions that matter.
Even those that don’t.

I excavate, I dig.

I’m Listening. Becuz such simpLe things Leave imprints.
He is the most gaLLant Man I know. With the most integrity.
He has moraLs and exercises his wiLL with exceLLent discrimination.

As I change, as I fLow.

I am teLLing you how to save her.
How to save YOU.
PLease do.

Sign Your Name Across My Heart,

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I want you to be my baby…

for Rosemary. DaLmira, and Judy.

What comes to mind…

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My wiLL became evident as I changed my moraL conduct.

I shifted. I turned. I smiLed. Orbit.

I am Shila Iris,

heart strings, like harp strings
reverberations and gyrations reach me,
fine-tuned resonation, eternaL numeration

counting the measures between the extremes
above and beLow, I see me.

I Know…

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I want what I need.

Shila Iris

… so close to understanding, so close to understanding, so close to understanding…
the center, the Source.

Reject the extremes. Balance.

You don’t have to ask when you know. Be real silent.

He knows.