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There Will Always Be
There Will Always Be
There Will Always Be
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There Will Always Be

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The exploration of diffrerent cultures and our shared humanity                                               &nb

LanguageEnglish
Publisherjkspublishing
Release dateMay 22, 2023
ISBN9780645784220
There Will Always Be
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John Stuart

John Stuart was born and raised in the Rainbow Region near Byron Bay,on the Australian East Coast. He has spent most of his working life there,renovating property, playing sport, exploring paths and byways.In later years there was a collapse and transformation, from which came the sharing series. This book defines a distint emergencefrom within to without.Selections from this material have been presented on ABC and Commercial radio,in restaurants, pubs and on retreats in this region. This was very well received.The Gallipoli sequence featured here formed the basis for a video, Coming Home,used by the Turkish Embassy in Canberra on Commemorative occasions.

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    There Will Always Be - John Stuart

    Come with me for transforming grace,

    the sweetly serene,

    open space,

    all truths telling in the final scenes,

    the whispering wonder

    of beauty’s dreams.

    artart

    I am, what I do is me,

    for that I came.

    I am the arc of flesh that is your breast,

    the strength that your arm knows,

    I am the maker and the made,

    the question and the reply.

    I am everything I have ever done,

    everyone I have ever known,

    I am sunlight on a broken column,

    more distant and more solemn than a fading star.

    I am the beauty of the world,

    this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,

    I am a perfect love,

    the murmur of underground streams.

    I am part of an idea,

    a dream within a dream,

    a forgotten piece of music,

    a fragment of lost words heard long ago.

    I am Hamlet and Beethoven,

    the words and the music.

    I am the thing itself.

    artart

    There are moments

    in this broken conversation,

    when the chattering is not cliché,

    the words lose the meaning they never had,

    when we understand more than we know,

    dreams dissolving in endless space,

    and all that is, is mindless grace.

    artart

    The mind is superior, refined,

    always watching and processing

    what and why,

    planning where and when,

    object controlling subject,

    present pushing to future.

    This is civilisation.

    Comfortable absolutes,

    this is right, that is wrong,

    these are the rules, this is where you go,

    this is what it means.

    Shapes, forms, identities, ideals, values, truths,

    all of the answers, none of the questions,

    who am I, where and why,

    that lying beyond sky,

    the mystery beneath still essencing.

    art

    the divinity that shapes

    From guilt and blame

    to a spiritual plane.

    Lamentations, passing pains

    of fear, rejection,

    melting forms of pulsing light,

    boundless perception.

    Vibrations tuneful rhythms,

    a spreading spectrum through open space,

    heaven’s harmony settling,

    spinning spheres in fluid flowing grace.

    artart

    Everything

    It is there, always,

    in the shadows,

    an indefinable presence,

    a refuge, comforting.

    Be this,

    be at peace,

    with yourself,

    surrender and rest

    in the deepest part of your being,

    the quintessence,

    what you have always known

    and can never know,

    eternal, the mystery.

    Stillness, silence,

    melting forms, muted sounds,

    cloudy eyed misty,

    pulsing waves of light,

    bitter sweetness essencing now,

    passing, no more,

    tingling, emptiness,

    floating, free.

    art

    Come with me

    Come with me and be my love,

    all I need is in your eyes,

    no more suffering, no more lies,

    no more searching as you weep,

    I will give you all you seek.

    Come with me, my love, my love,

    come with me, to be free, come with me.

    Come with me and be my love,

    all I am is what you see,

    what you are is in me,

    everything you’ve ever been,

    so come with me, come with me.

    Come with me and be my love,

    all I need is in your eyes,

    heaven’s kiss opening skies.

    Come with me, to be free, come with me,

    a soul in bliss and always this,

    now come with me.

    Come with me and be my love.

    artart

    Every moment of my

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