poetry

Hey, Code-Breaker. {poetry}

 

What program

beneath the program

holds you

back from becoming

a solid evolutionary?

An artful leader of

your own soul’s

movement

to set you free?

 

You need to retrieve

the Code-Breaker.

The one who knows how to operate

in your depths,

reveal to you

through the trap door, under

the fabric of the culture of media-driven,

sociopolitical, economic strains, under

the skin of the relationships that no longer

serve soul, under

that which mutes the colors of your

healthy living,

creative loving,

passionate serving.

 

An initiatory act of rebellion

is a subversive maneuver to

take heart

while it shatters the old code.

To lean into hope,

to make love

from the re-purposed materials

of your tender life.

 

To live with courage even in its absence is

to live authentically especially when

it costs everything.

To free yourself enough,

to heal yourself enough

from the effects of the culturally-mastered

virus; the Diabolical Hacker of your soul.

 

Time to reset your organically beautiful, wild

system of body, mind, heart and soul.

This is the underground

work of freedom.

Messy. Uncivilizing. Scary. Sexy.

 

To free your mind

to submit, holy embodied

to the fire, the one

oddly kindled

by your glowing fears, the fears that

keep you from realizing —

I mean, fully realizing —

that so-called reality

is a pre-fab construction

by what poet Diane di Prima calls the Metal Men

the ones who pull the levers

to keep you enslaved, paying taxes,

ingesting poison,

consuming, shushing

your dreams and killing

the earth.

What the fuck, right?

 

The work that often derails the hearty evolver

is the move into your fears

of rejection

by people you know

who do not want to be free,

who will not join you in evolution,

who may even try to undermine

your heart’s desire

to be fully alive.

And then, there is

the fear that you might go

bat-shit crazy if

you are free.

Yes? But listen:

these fears are the allies

of the Metal Men.

They count on you

to feed them.

Do not.

 

When you’re ready enough,

reach up

through the rubble with your

dusty, bloodstained hand, and

with all you got,

answer the call

from the Code-Breaker.

 

Soft like honey you will become, sweet and potent,

companioned by Vulnerability and Courage,

flanked by No-choice

but to dive hard into your artistry,

your freaky-true way of serving —

serving your soul and others — severing

with a sharp, large blade

your familiar, habitual, and

outmoded ways

of being accepted by others,

but not loved

by yourself.

 

If you take this way,

you will know

it is the one you can wholeheartedly choose,

the only one that wants to ravish you open,

take you apart, scare you sacred,

shake you down,

make you

human to re-member

you came here

to be free.

 

This way,

the one that appears

through the crack in the rubble,

the one that says, This Way to Mystery,

this way through to the door with the unfastened

hinges to the Unknown,

darkly sparkling life-sources, gifts

with no shortage of delivering deliciously

artful madness.

This way

to freedom.

 

My prayer is this:

That you embody

your sweaty-palmed longing to rave —

with soul as freedom’s teacher and

spirit as badass trail guide to lead you

to the know-how in your shattered, open heart.

The heart of you

that knows gusty winds and cosmic downpours

do not last.

 

The heart of you,

reverent now, having kissed

Death’s evolutionary intelligence —

licks life alive again,

giving birth

to screaming rebellion,

to the freedom to

give it all back to

the crying earth.

 

To pay the only debt we owe.

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MelissaLaFlammeMelissa La Flamme is a visionary artisan of cultural evolution. As an author, poet, Jungian & shamanic psychotherapist and troublemaker, she kindles soul’s smoldering longing for everything real. She helps hack and track the smell of our longing to fully inhabit our life. She shows us how to enact our own prison break, from the inner and outer lockdowns we have unknowingly built. Melissa teaches the soul’s clandestine trade. The trade of the code-breaker of our one authentic life. The way of the Holy Hacker of our soul. The one writhing alive in our glistening, raving heart, vulnerable, ravished, undone and messy in a world where anything but is the safe way to belong. Visit her at her website, and on Facebook.

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