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Under the Azure Dome




There was a ‘one’, there was not the “One”.

A one’s name was Joe Blow

Joe Blow lived under the azure dome

Joe Blow lived a happy life,

Joe Blow lived a joyful life,

Joe Blow lived a carefree life,

Joe Blow lived a heavenly life,

Joe Blow lived a joyous life

Joe Blow lived a healthy life,

Joe Blow lived a harmonious life.

Joe Blow lived,

Joe Blow danced,

Joe Blow sang,

Joe Blow enjoyed life to its last bang

Ding dung dang, dung, ding, dang


Every where light,

Every where bright,

Joe Blow was at its height

Joe Blow had joyful thought

Every thing was right all right

Light, bright, height, thought, all right!


Slowly slowly light faded,

Darkness overcame the light

Joe Blow ran for light,

But light disappeared and came night.


Fear crept in Joe's thought.

It was dark and dark and dark

Fear raised and raised in Joe's heart.

Fear shoot up to the ceiling of the azure dome


Joe Blow ran everywhere.

There was no light at all

Joe had no more joy or happiness

No dance, no song, no light, no thought

Fear, fear, fear, and fear.


Joe had fear from darkness

Out of fear Joe felt sick

Then Joe had fear of sickness

Oh Joe felt sick to death

Then came fear from the death,

Oh fear of darkness, sickness, and death everywhere

Joe almost died of fear


Every breath was so hard.

Every moment got so tight

There was not life anymore,

Fear brought death on Joe.


Then Joe sought help to over come the fear

Joe ran here and Joe ran there

Joe was looking for someone who did not have fear

Some one who did not get sick

Someone who did not die ever.

Someone beyond the azure dome

Someone above Joe's fear.

Joe slowly found the One,

Who did not have any fear,

Who would not get sick,

Neither would die the One,

Who was above the azure dome,

Who was everywhere around.

Joy took refuge at the One.

Joe felt better to have the One.

Under the shadow and the protection of the One,

Joe overcame the fear

Life became more bearable

Life began to go on.


Joe got tired and fell sleep.

When Joe woke up gain,

There was light everywhere.

Joe began to dance and enjoy life.

Until night’s turn came again

Joe took refuge on the One

And slept in confidence.

Days passed, weeks passed, months passed, years passed,

Joe was happy with life.

Joe enjoyed light and when it was dark,

Joe took refuge on the One.


One day a guy who was hungry and poor.

Sought business under the azure dome.

He came across Joe’s life.

He noticed Joe’s fear

He noticed Joe’s joy.

Thinking of job, business, money, power, position, greed, property, etc etc.

The hungry guy thought of investing on Joe’s fear.

He thought Joe should not overcome the fear for free.


He told Joe he had a message from the One.

He told Joe he was the One’s messenger.

Joe laughed at him first,

But the merchant did not give up

Knowing Joe’s weakness was fear,

He induced fear upon Joe

He tried to scare Joe of fire,

He tried to scare Joe by swords,

He tried to scare Joe of misery,

He tried to scare Joe of the fall of the azure dome and doomsday.


Joe eventually was cornered.

Joe’s fear made Joe to give up.


The merchant took over.

He became the messenger, Joe remained Joe.

As soon as Joe wanted to enjoy life,

The messenger reminded Joe of misery and fear.


Joe’s life turned upside down.

Fear from misery made Joe miserable.


The merchant got richer and richer.

The merchant made stories about the One

But in his heart he laughed at Joe and Joe’s stupidity


The merchant made the One his tool

He did not have faith on the One

He gained protection, power, position, wealth, slaves, and what not

All out of Joe and Joes'es labour

The investment on Joe’s fear,

Made the merchant rich, really rich.

Now under the azure dome

There was not joy for Joe

Joe woke up in misery,

Joe went to bed with misery

Joe gave up on happiness

Joe became the slave of the merchant.

Joe remained in misery and slavery for centuries and centuries

As if Joe was hypnotized,

Or was in a deep sleep.


Joe forgot that once upon the time

Joe had a joyful life

When Joe would wake up again?

Can you help Joe to wake up?

And deal with fear the way Joe did in the past?

To have direct contact with the One,

Without any merchant in between?

Oh every one and oh the One

Joe Blow needs help, Oh help you Joe.

Wake up Joe and leave the merchant.

Live the life like in the past.

See the merchant and see the One

Amen, amen, amen amen.

Under the azure dome,

There was a one and there was not the One



Aug 24, 2010

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