ACIMBLUE Lyrics
My Election leo genereux 06Feb2014
How deep are the dark waters of guilt
Into which I chose to dive?
How would it feel without the gasping
fear to stay alive?
If pain be the gauge for being alive
Then death be the gift for living
And if suffering purifies me of sin
Purity's as tainted as sinning.
God is the only Cause
and fear and pain are not of Him.
Why should I be in dreams of drowning
When His children all know how to swim?
Godless must have been my choice;
For I am cursed with self damnation
By believing my ego's condemning voice
I gladly stage my suffocation.
I can elect to change all thoughts that hurt,
For their cause was simply my mistake
From this dreadful dream I can choose escape.
It is mine, always mine. It is my election.
My state of mind at anytime, always my election.
My election.
In every single instant the choice is mine
For heavy shackles or liberation
I am empowered to choose each time
To defy my desperation.
When the murky waters inside begin to rise
It's time to leave my ballast behind
With a moment's pause from the sinking cause
I can choose the buoyant Mind.
I can elect to change all thoughts that hurt,
The little self that chose to drown
can lose the chains that drag him down.
It is mine, always mine. It is my election.
Misery, or to set myself free, always my election.
My election.
My election.
Inspired by A Course In Miracles, W-pII.284.(italicized);T-14.III.3.
Forgiveness Is leo genereux 11Aug2016
Every grudge that I hold burns me cold,
A festering wound within me,
But I'm learning now, that is just how
My ego wants it to be.
Grievances grind in my mind,
Growing with cancerous zeal,
But all these bruises, my ego refuses
To let any one of them heal.
Givers of blame are doomed to remain
In the game of angry names and constant pain.
Forgiveness is the only gift to give.
The only gift to give is forgiveness.
Forgiveness is the only gift to give.
The only gift to give forgiveness is.
Remembering every resentment
Every bad seed I've ever sown,
Each one archived, and carefully stored
In the jars of my memory zone.
They excuse my remaining in sadness,
Defending my right to feel bad.
But this is Self treason, absent of reason,
My ego is driving me mad.
Bitterness is the gift with tragic cost
I choose instead the gift that mends
All suffering and loss.
Forgiveness is the only gift to give.
The only gift to give is forgiveness.
Forgiveness is the only gift to give.
The only gift to give forgiveness is.
Forgiveness is the only gift to give.
The only gift to give is forgiveness.
Forgiveness is the only gift to give.
The only gift to give forgiveness is.
The only gift to give forgiveness is.
The only gift to give forgiveness is.
The only gift to give forgiveness is.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles W-pII. 297.
Free Of My Body leo genereux 05Oct2015
The cold makes me shiver, the heat makes me gasp
My need for shelter is as real as my body.
Viruses kill, infections attack;
The threat of contagion as real as my body.
My lover left me, she's never coming back;
My anger and sadness, as real as my body.
How can I keep my sanity intact, when
Guilt and self loathing's as real as my body?
I've got to see beyond my body's eyes
To know its views are compromised
I've got to be aware of only what is true
Allowing illusions to disappear.
0h, free of my body.
0h, free of my body.
I made a gamble, I took a loss;
The bummer of losing, real as my body.
My best friend betrayed me, I copped the cost;
The sting of betrayal, real as my body.
With aging and illness flesh and bone succumb
To painful sensations, as real as the body.
When the grim reaper rumbles the final summoning,
Will I be ready to let go this body?
The world I see so filled with pain
Reflects my choice to be insane.
I've got to be aware of only what is true
Allowing illusions (to) disappear.
0h, free of my body
0h, free of my body.
So sure is my ego of this time and place,
A story so tragic, entrapped in a body.
But if I were to let go the madness I embrace
Beyond this strange magic, I'm free of my body.
Dark dreams are ending, dispelled by the light
in this miracle moment, free of my body.
Gone are the nightmares, gone is my plight
With my spirit to guide me free of my body.
Seeing beyond my ego's eyes
I know that its views were based on lies
Being aware of only what is true
Allowing all fears to disappear.
0h, free of my body
0h, free of my body.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles.
Nothing But The Truth leo genereux 30Sept2015
Searching for completion in a world so contrary
Each road I take leads to despair
Every passing stranger looks so unhappy
Sadly certain life's unfair.
'Seek, but do not find'
Each separate way is marked with signs,
All my striving seems to be so inclined
How loud and clear do my secret fears remind me;
Seek, but do not find
Seek, but do not find.
With each gaining of what I sought
Each winning battle that I fought
Every feeling that I bought fades and dies
Again I begin to search for more
Again I begin my private war
Pushing and shoving everyone aside.
Seek, but do not find
Each separate way is marked with signs
How can my hopes and dreams be so unkind
Goals are lost in the lies they hide behind
Seek, but do not find
Seek, but do not find.
My need to be greedy, my dark nightmares
The merciless world so filled with fear
The space that separates you and I;
It's all nothing but an ancient lie.
Seek, but do not find
Each separate way is marked with signs,
All my cunning plans are undermined
Disappointment stings me every time
Seek, but do not find
Seek, but do not find.
Finally I'm seeing the cause of my being
Bereft of any sense of home
Everyone is needed for any one's completion
Salvation leaves no one alone.
The journey ends where it began,
In remembering what we always knew;
God's Holy Son is what we all are,
In need of nothing, nothing but the truth.
In need of nothing, nothing but the truth
In need of nothing, nothing but the truth
In need of nothing, nothing but the truth
In need of nothing, nothing but the truth.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles T- 31.IV; W-pI.71.
Only Mind Asleep leo genereux 12Mar2017
Boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogieman
Boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogieman.
What is this thing that feels unsafe
While lying safe in bed?
Paralyzed by the fear it feels
Trapped in its mind-made dread.
Unable to move to save itself
Pondering its terrible fate
Death seems its only escape
Worse would be to awake.
Boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogieman
Boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogieman.
.
This could not be just a dream
Horror so dreadfully real
Soaked with sweat and panicking
Filled with feelings that feel.
Only in the mind asleep
Dreams are born of fear unreal
Only mind asleep can dream
The real world's not what it seems.
Boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogieman
Boogie, boogie, boogie, boogie, boogieman.
A gentle Voice I begin to hear
Beyond this dark experience
Assures me clearly I am safe
Beyond my self-made trance.
My distress is just my ego's
Best attempts to horrify,
The little thing I thought was me
While dreaming up a separate 'I'.
Within the Knowing I remain
Blissfully whole and awake
The thing so filled with all that fear;
Just a fragmented dreamer's miss take.
Only in the mind asleep
Dreams are born of fear unreal
Only mind asleep can dream
The real world's not what it seems.
Only mind asleep
Only mind asleep
Only mind asleep
Only mind asleep.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles. W-pI.167.
Ruler Of The Universe leo genereux 21May2017
My Self is ruler of the universe
I am responsible for what I see
I choose the feelings I experience
And I decide upon the goal I would achieve
And everything that seems to happen to me
I've asked for and I receive as I have asked.
You are the Self Whom You created Son
Creating like Yourself and One with You
My Self, which rules the universe is but
Your Will in perfect union with my own
Which can but offer glad assent to yours
That it may be extended to Itself
That is may be extended to itself.
My Self is ruler of the universe
I am responsible for what I see
I choose the feelings I experience
And I decide upon the goal I would achieve
And everything that seems to happen to me
I've asked for and I receive as I have asked.
You are the Self Whom You created Son
Creating like Yourself and One with You
My Self, which rules the universe is but
Your Will in perfect union with my own
Which can but offer glad assent to yours
That it may be extended to Itself
That is may be extended to itself.
My Self Is ruler of the universe
My Self Is ruler of the universe
My Self Is ruler of the universe
My Self Is ruler of the universe.
All lyrics taken from A Course in Miracles: T-21.II.2:3-5; W-pII.253:2.
Know This Need Not Be leo genereux 26May2020
Sadness sighs and drearily drags
Your aching feet across the day
Making sure anyone around
Can taste its bitter sound.
Sadness is the place you dwell
When seeing through ego's eyes
A dismal tale you tell in jail
Where heartbreak's no surprise.
Know, know this need not be.
When sadness drags you down to hell
Know this need not be.
Know, know this need not be
If sadness is the place you dwell
Know this need not be.
When sadness heaves its bag of needs
Upon your weary mind
From agony you'll not be freed
For depression is your wine.
When sadness is the space you waste
Across the dark divide
Sickness baits and pain negates
All hope that would survive.
Know, know this need not be
When sadness heaves its bag of needs
Know this need not be.
Know, know this need not be
When sadness is the space you waste
Know this need not be.
Self-imposed your sadness rose
To substitute for peace
But beyond the cause of all your wars
Awaits your glad release.
Sadness will sigh and drearily drag
Your aching feet across the day
Until you choose to lose the blues
And walk the other way.
Know, know this need not be.
Self-imposed your sadness rose
Know this need not be.
Know, know this need not be
When sighs and drearily drags
Know this need not be.
Sadness sighs
Sadness sighs
Until you shift your gaze to a happy phase
And wave sadness goodbye, that's right.
Know, know this need not be
When sadness is the game you play
know this need not be.
Know, know this need not be
When you finally choose to lose the blues
This song can set you free.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles, T-4.IV, W-p1.100
Stolen From Madness leo genereux 27Dec2015
With a moment's pause I can save myself
From the sick appeal of fear
Triggered by the invisible drive
To believe my own nightmare.
With a deep breath stolen from madness
I close my eyes and go within
Where I can choose again
Yes I can choose again.
To let go of my littleness,
To let go of my foolish pride
To let go of the tragic notion I've got something to hide.
To let go of my sadness
To let go of my distress
Surrendering to the moment stolen from madness
Surrendering to the moment stolen from madness.
Stolen from madness
Stolen from madness
Stolen from madness.
Shifting my perception inward
The world is turned around
The terror of attack replaced
By the inner peace I've found.
The world is what the perceiver
Perceives the world to be
Letting go of my choice for terror
Ends its tyranny.
Letting go of all bitterness
Letting go of the need to hate
Letting go of the loaded notion I'm a victim of fate.
Letting go of all weakness
Rendering harmless all offense
Surrendering to the moment stolen from madness
Surrendering to the moment stolen from madness.
Stolen from madness
Stolen from madness
Stolen from madness.
Letting go my hysteria
Letting go of my greed to achieve
Questioning the value
Of the world view I believe.
Dropping out of the mindless
Insane drive for happiness
Surrendering to the moment stolen from madness
Surrendering to the moment stolen from madness.
Stolen from madness
Stolen from madness
Stolen from madness.
Lyrics inspired by A Course in Miracles.
The Frightened Mouse leo genereux 03Mar2017
What merely is needs no defense
The truth of innocence proclaims
Only illusions need defending
Because they are insane.
I believed in sin at great expense
I built a wall at heavy cost
Sin was carved out of my peace
With imagined fears and phantom force.
How weak is fear. How meaningless
Only the fearful can be afraid
Can a frightened mouse attack the universe?
The laughable scenario of the self-made
The sad scenario of the self-made.
Behold the frightened mouse
Oh, the frightened mouse!
Believing in my little self
I was the frightened mouse.
Believing that I made myself
Formed my bitter fantasy;
Self condemning for the sin
Of choosing what could never be.
Unbearable existence of a mouse
Plagued my weary mind
This cautiously creeping little mouse
Feeling threatened all the time
Feeling threatened all the time.
Behold the frightened mouse
Oh, the frightened mouse!
Believing in my little self
I was the frightened mouse.
Feeling wasted and alone
The mouse had reached its end
My wish to be a separate 'me'
Was oh so bitterly mistaken!
Within me, though, there is a Force
I no longer could deny
By forgiving the universe-attacking mouse
I could see the Force is I.
I can see Love's strength is mine.
Oh the frightened mouse, oh the frightened mouse!
By believing in my little self, I was the frightened mouse
Oh the frightened mouse, oh the frightened mouse!
By believing in my little self, I was the frightened mouse.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles. T-22.V.
Where Will We Go? leo genereux 04Jan2020
Where?
Where will we go?
When there's no place left to go,
When there's no place left to go?
Look at the moon
Does it speak for you tonight?
Where will we go?
Where will we go?
Where will we go?
Why?
Why are we here?
In a world where conflict reigns
Filled with bitterness and pain?
Within our mind
Only there can we find
The peace that would heal
The ache that we feel
Where will we go?'
All that we hear
All that we see
All we believe to be real
All that repels us and
All that appeals
Swirling ships made to conceal
Our wish to be separate from love.
Now,
Within the stillness of the light
There's a voice that speaks to me
Beyond my tossed identity.
It tells of the Son
Forever safe and healed and whole
Here is our being,
Here is our heart,
Here is our soul.
Now,
As illusions disappear
We are Instantly aware
Of the one Self we all share
From deep within.
Perfect love is beckoning
It's the final frontier
Where there's no where to go:
We are already there.
All that we hear
All that we see
All we believe to be real
All that repels us and
All that appeals
Swirling ships made to conceal
Our wish to be separate from love.
All that we hear
All that we see
All we believe to be real
All that enslaves us and
All that intrigues
Magic ships made to appease
Our wish to be separate from love.
All that we hear
All that we see
All we believe to be real
All that repels us and
All that appeals
Swirling ships made to conceal
Our wish to be separate from love.
Inspired by A Course in Miracles. T-13.VII; W-pll.292.