There are two realities to be observed: one is the temporal reality we live in - the reality of energy. The other is the immortal reality of who we are. This book of  poetry and prose attempts to connect you to the higher reality.

Excerpt


The Bell Tolls

Destruction is in the air
Change is imperative
No longer to revel in the bliss of ignorance
The conditioning of education
The misrepresentations nurtured by traditions of fear
Preparing us like perfect firewood Time to wake up!
We are dying Being used like a food supply
Continuing to defer our obligations to our children
Conditioning them to do the same Bartering our denial as the well goes dry
Choosing to misunderstand the work; The work is to unify not multiply
By giving in to the beast of loneliness;
Our pervasive fear
We submit to a control unknown
By refusing to rationalise this force We guarantee its future
We are dying!
Like hollow logs empty in our abundance
By our denial -
We have cannibalised our very soul Compromised our mother earth
The monster is feeding in our garden The bell is tolling
But, we are oblivious.


Thomas F Kitt was born and raised in Galway, Ireland. In 1971 he moved to New York where he raised a family. He now divides his time between New York and Hua Hin, Thailand.