There are times especially when I meditate that poetry downloads occur which present basic truths in their simplicity. In fact it seems to me that most fundamental truths are simple, such as the hermetic principle of cause and effect. Often the statements and poetry are transformational realisations that come when I am meditating on someone with “stuck” thinking patterns that are causing pain. Recently there have been a few poems which are this way so I’m just going to dump them below in no particular order for your pondering pleasure.
De-pollution “Contrails or chem-trails the humidity is high Here in the mountains as jets cross the sky
Streaky like bacon in a sky cyan and azure
Whether contrails or chem-trails, neither are pure
Condensate clouds form to droplets of rain
With la Nina this rain brings flood and pain
Thunderclouds rolling across the down under
Desert plains greened after storm thunder
Washing away garbage, change left behind
Baggage is lost for a new state of mind
Normal never was exposed by rat test
Stress brings opportunity to become your best
Mooganar Thundercloud Lightning and rain
Rainbows bring opportunity for growth again” Thundercloud quotes
Fear of fear
Is fear of avocadoes called avophobia?
Did someone locked in a closet get claustrophobia?
Androphobia is fear of men, not only Andrew. Angropbobia is fear of anger but fear of thunder and fear of lightning is astraphobia not thunderphobia or lightningphobia.
What about fear of door-knockers? Jehovahphobia?Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia is obviously fear of long words. Invented by a troll.
Where’s my phone? Nomophobia. Fear of not having your phone…….. Venustraphobia is not as it seems but fear of beautiful women. While witches and witchcraft are obviously wiccaphobia.
Zuigerphobia isn’t quite so self explanatory, it kind of sucks, like fear of vacuum cleaners.
What about a fear of fear? Phobiaphobia…
Or does it cancel itself out because it is a double negative and become
Love
All
“There is no beginning because something always happened before.
There is no end because something will always happen after the end
If you close a door, you’re on one side of the door
When you walk around a corner you have gone around a bend
We can see only a fraction of the whole spectrum of light
We can only hear a fraction of the whole spectrum of sound
Without our filters it would be a bright and noisy nigh
We are connected as one with everything and all the energy around”
And now for something completely different
Life is about spirit
some won’t want to listen or hear it
but you can lift yourself up if you employ
a new attitude to life of acceptance, bliss, peace, joy
Decide get up from the lower negative emotional vibration
Release trauma from within and relax into Iration
Connect your heart and third eye to begin creation
Do everything or nothing with this information
Man, woman, other, girl or boy
POET
Poet once tried to describe the beauty of the entire Earth
Every day Poet wrote of poetry of lush green mountains filled with cotton wool Mist
Valleys filled with raging rivers and puffy clouds
Great walls and tiny fleas,
Pebbles
Stones crystals and jewels
The flight of a raven
A murder of crows
Pyramids, Pythagoras and pixies
Brumbies and ponies running though the snow
Poet awoke each day in amazement and when Poet read their own poetry they thought of more beauty of the Earth that had not yet been written
Waterwalls tall and narrow, wide and raging
Autum colours
Bare skeletal branches in winter
Daffodils in spring
A golden sand beach with footprints
Walking along a path with sand between the toes
The taste of rain water
When poet though of how incredible the Earth is,
Poet’s heart was so filed with love for Earth that tears of joy welled up
often
This only inspired Poet more
For many years Poet wrote
But every day there was more
Jungles with vines, jaguars, anaconda
Pandas eating bamboo
Deserts, tundra and plains
Jagged peaks, gentle rolling green hills
White, red, yellow, brown cliffs
And more
But each day Poet awoke
Began to write
With gratitude
Thankyou for this planet
With the fresh blue air
For the water and the sun
The ocean to wash my hair
The rivers forests trees
Monkey, rainbows and bumble bees
Rivers rocks, fjords and lochs
Poet traveled far and wide to see the Earth
This only inspired Port more
Poet climbed hills swam oceans, reefs and with colourful coral fish
And wrote about it all.
One day Poet awoke
Poet walked out side
Poet had no pen or paper
Walked into the green field
Lay down
Watched a butterfly emerge from a cocoon
It was large, black with shimmerimg green, blues and violet patches in its wings
Poet closed their eyes
And relaxed
The ants and crows quickly devoured
Most of the flesh
And the maggots the rest
Poet lived a very very long life
More than 900 years
But Poet’s poetry lasted
… Forever.
Progress
“If you keep doing the same thing every day, very little about you will change, There will be minimal progress, improvement or personal development without habit change.
Your life will become mediocre, with resentment, self loathing and hate, but if you set a goal with passion and take action everyone can be great” Thundercloud Quotes, 
2022
Extra Comments on Progress: “If you don’t imagine a better life and change your situation, then you’ll be resentful, angry, and live life in frustration”
“Every human has potential for continuous growth and creation, if they’d believe in themselves they can create any situation”
“The words we use to describe ourselves are true from our own perspective, so we must change the things we say about ourselves if we want to be self directive.”
Thundercloud Repairian 