Grief

If you're grieving this is for you. 

I think about my beloved sister, mother and father, everyday.

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Narrated by the talented, Clinton R. Johnson.

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The Story of Bobby George

 (A lone voice whispers)

I once met a fire Southen woman 

In the late Summer 

Of the Great Uplifting of the Veil of Aquarius 

And her beguiling glamour stole my soul

As she quietly appeared like a semi-clad shadow

In my desert of sacrificed poetry

Walking lasciviously up its deserted moonlit road 

As I looked for new phrases whilst out on foot patrol 

Bravely standing in front of all the minions

Who wanted to bury us

By writing holy symphonies 

Free from all restrictions 

Opening new doors to unforgettable dominions 

For my besotted eyes to behold  

Stories so unworthy of this world as it slowly fell into the opened abyss

As a new normal was been unrolled

Her crow hair and dark mysterious eyes 

Still hold me captive 

Losing all sense of self-control

From way over here 

In The Great In-Between

As she crosses the portals many undulating floors

Ruby red lips and always dressed in black and gold

Looking so glorious

And each time

With that piercing single glance

She has me in a hypnotic trance 

And we start the mythical Alderichi Dance

Where two curious souls meet under the silver branches 

Of the Celestial Maypole Tree

To be bound together forever

To carry essences of each others golden glow

Deep inside 

Wherever they go

Copyright John Duffy 

Memories of the Seventies

 (A lone voice whispers)

We saw a glimmer and sweet sparkle

The night we met in Studio 54

In the Seventies

A night in that club that I'll never forget 

The one that makes your heart and soul go crazy and wet

We saw something so special 

It burnt with such an otherworldly fire  

A flame we both hoped 

Would burn forever and never expire

But the Leviathan and other jealous men and women 

Viewed us with suspicion eyes and such spiritual violence

That we now walk the path of the heartbroken in 2022

Filled with such silence 

You left me by the bridge of hopeless dreams 

As my whole world fell apart at the seams

But one day I know we'll be reunited

For I'll always be your king

And you'll always be my Lola

The woman I met in Studio 54 

When I was on leave from the Marines 

Copyright John Duffy 

 

The Ballad of the Starstruck Lovers

 

(A lone voice whispers)

Will you defeat all I am with the divine soliloquies 

Of your sweet tasting love magic

As I venture alone to my designated internal salvation

To be simply reborn in its rejuvenating fire 

To then stand above it all

That to which my soul was born 

Tasked to seek out and call

 

Or will I fall into the deep ravines of histories wayside and dwindle 

As the ever-watchful twinkling stars slowly spoil 

As my faith capriciously tumbles and falls

Have I met you already in person 

In a previous tragic lifetime

As I wandered through all its many dark halls

Or have I simply passed you by before we spoke and is this

The sour-tasting nectar of not knowing

Already written upon the laws of synchronicities 

Universal walls

We both never saw

Copyright John Duffy

Art by mdangg

The Gatekeeper Speaks

(A lone voice whispers)

 

There is a hidden secret submerged deep inside 

You all

A light of such magnificence

A divine monument

A mysterious opulence of such serenity

A reminder your soul can live on for all eternity

Even if you fall after being suddenly recalled

A precious light that is

truly priceless

A light that shines with such a majestic brightness

This light doesn't belong to the entitled

Rich or famous

It blooms in all niches

And can shine so much brighter

Regardless of what your gender 

Creed 

Religion or status is

If you are brave enough to still try to share it 

After crossing many of societies judgemental bridges

No matter what time or year 

For this light is simply a gift representing one of Gods many wishes

Are you going to share yours in 2022 

No matter how hard they push or regale you

Or you might instead 

Get to know what the true price of sin is

Copyright John Duffy 

If Faith could speak in 2022

(A lone voice whispers)

If today in 2022

You feel so lost in the beginning, as you look for the real you

And endure so much physical or emotional pain

In just living

If today

Everyone seems to look down 

With unkind eyes

That seems so black

And filled with total darkness

That appears so unforgiving

If today

You swim against persecutions

Strong currents created by politicians and dictators

And been labelled as

Homeless

Disabled 

Redundant

Too old

Poor

An addict

Useless 

Or just one of the many

Hidden 

Nameless 

Living below the rim 

In the ever-growing shadows

And deemed to be unworthy of any baptism of success

Because they label you as living within their interpretation of sin

Remember this

I too have felt your pain

Walked along those same dark long roads

I too have lived through and fought

All personal battles and wars

My advice to you 

Is simply this 

Keep up the belief

That it will be worth all those painful struggles

For in the end

Eventually, good things come to all those who truly believe

For in the end

You will find some form of happiness 

And when you eventually die

You will see your version of god and they will embrace and forever remind you

They have always walked beside you 

Whispering 

Trying to give you so much strength

For you 

Them and 

Me

Have always been together 

For we were always forever baptised to be simply  

Eternal friends

Now say after me

Amen

And go forth and challenge life as your courage and hope are reborn again

Copyright John Duffy

The Confessions of Jacob in Death

(A lone voice whispers) 

To the ones who might have needed a bright light 

To help push back the encroaching darkness

To the ones who might have needed a friend 

To stand by their side

In the great stillness as they tried to contend with a tragic illness

And strove to build new bridges

To reach unique plateaus where they could mend

To the beautiful ones

I'll probably never see or hear from again

Old friendships

Lovers and all those bound by something so sacred between us

That was previously so metaphysical that it always appeared so endless

Just know this

You were never truly alone 

For in all my early morning dreams and late-night prayers

We still walked hand in hand through all weathers

For all those separated year's together

For you're still to me so damn precious

And when God asked me

 In this great magnificent silence

I now live within 

Now I'm free from the dark reaches of sin

In this swirling grey smoke and as I stood before him for my final confession

I just said, 

Lord

I hope they who cannot be named will forgive me

For in that old life

I was sometimes so reckless

And the Lord said, 

I forgive you, Jacob

For you were at one time just human filled with so much moving confusion

And now in here as you and I look at all your past moments in life

As they are reviewed in a new form of holy communion

You'll eventually realize it's why you sometimes had to walk through your own fire

So your soul could learn

As all those human weaknesses linked to living with temptation and sin burns

It is the same with all souls

And it's why I decreed that you be born

So you can all see the true beauty of love and feel the tragedy of heartbreak before you return

A more pure soul ready to find them once more sometime in the future

In my Silver City of no end

And again be a new lover or friend

But this time around

Purged of all confusion weaknesses and heartbreak

So love can help you all find a common ground to stand upon

For that incredible spark, you all once shared

Will into eternity always live on

Copyright John Duffy

The echoes of a voice who sometimes visits.

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First post in 2022!

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Channelling Natalie Wood

 

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This Natalie Wood story is based upon her reflecting on her life, her tragic love life, the painful trauma left upon her soul, and ultimately her death.
 
She survives on the thought justice will prevail and karma will be fully paid.
A working monologue for project on hold connected to the Great In-Between.

Did I channel Natalie Wood at 3 am?

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Well here I am again
 
Back from November
Eighty–one
 
Is it raining outside
It quite feels like it is
 
Over the years
I’ve watched and waited
 
But lately I feel so weak
And I just can’t keep quiet and sedated
 
Maybe it’s time to speak
Using this unique channelling technique
When I first started acting at such a young age
I didn't know who the hell I was
 
When I was younger
I tried to be whoever
 
They wanted me to be
 
My mother
Maria
 
Bless her soul
Used to tell me
 
No matter what they ask you
Wherever you end up or
Go
 
Always say yes
You can learn later
 
I wish I had just sometimes
Stood up for myself and
Said no
 
I've always been terrified of deep water
And yet it seems
 
I was forced to go into water
In every movie
That I ever appeared
In
 
From 1943
 
It’s rather cruel and tragic
That I was to die
According to the police
 
By drowning at sea
 
I was so once overprotected
 
By my agents
Mother and who I thought
Were close friends
 
I used to think I was as so delicate as people said
And it’s still rather strange how I still feel
 
For there are times
In here
 
When I look above
At that big screen
Which always rolls
 
I see me as a young stranger
 
Lost like a Christmas miracle
Walking on 34th Street
 
And there are sad times
When I look below at that other big screen
 
For there are two you know
 
Here in this dark cinema
In the Great In-Between
 
One that shows you the light side of your life
And the other
 
The darkness
 
It’s your choice which one you watch
Some say it’s a form of divine catharsis
 
 Which will help you rise above
All that pain
 
Hidden in those iconic
Moments of self-analysis
 
Well whenever I look below
 
I always see the one I thought would love
Me forever
 
I guess
Almost every girl falls in love with the wrong man
I suppose it’s part of growing up
And yes
 
I can still feel you
You know your name
 
Like a young Jim Stark
 
Always rebelling without a cause
In everything I still do
 
Those small moments
Running wild within these visits
 
Into my life’s many old business
 
Moments where I was lost and
Trying to find a west side story
 
To live in forever with someone
Like Tony
 
Hiding somewhere
From all the splendours
In all those tall green grasses
 
On the big Hollywood Hills
 
I still see painful flashbacks
 
To where powerful strangers
In VIP hotel rooms
 
Sometimes
Seek sex with single girls
 
Seeking fame
And them
They willingly consume
 
Where you could fall deeply in love
With someone
 
And be totally lost in
Those tranquil bouts of emotional insurrections
 
At first a silent revolution and
Then a forced rebellion when they leave
 
But above
 
On the surface
Which we show the world
 
From here to eternity
 
I've learned
We hide ourselves to the watchers
 
Lying to ourselves while
Parading such a false love
 
I loved you once
Robert
 
But below that surface
Where the darkness multiplies
And grows
 
Like those painful moments
I endured in Chateau Marmont
 
Where feelings of doubts
Deep inner fears and invisible tears
 
Always return for they cannot ever be washed
But always haunt
 
I always prayed they
Wouldn’t stay
 
But they always go on and on
 
All questions heralding from the
Moment I met the smiling
Snarling
 
Paris Pitman Jr.
The Spartacus people loved
 
The popular
Mister Who Knows
Dressed in his white coat
And with his foolish
 
Devilish stare
 
The king of all those action
Picture shows
 
I can still see him smiling everywhere
 
I may seem calm and collected
But beneath the surface
 
I once feared to be rejected
By RJ and the watching world
 
But for now
 I still smile and play
 
With Elvis
Empowered with the hope
 
That those painful memories will fade
And these mysterious four winds will
Blow all old those fears away
 
It's how I now cope
 
I no longer visit my deep depths
Where I was once drowned
 
By shall I just say
Two accomplices
 
Off the coast of Santa Catalina
 
In those dark blue waters
A place where light
Lies in the distance
 
For now though
I’ll stay kneeling in front of these
Four candles
 
Steadfast in the hope
Justice will prevail
 
To bring truth and an end to this
Scandal
 
Have you two been afraid
As you age
 
Of changing your statements
And all its misleading intent
 
To extinguish your dark secrets
For it binds you to feelings of
Guilt
 
Which I know must feel so tragic
 
Have you two built your lives around
Just serving you
 
Listened
Hypnotized to believe your lies
 
 
Now the public no longer
Cries
 
Have some of your memories
Been happy
And some may have been magic
 
But in a moment of heart to heart
Do time and guilt
 
Make your hearts grow colder
Even as all my own children get older
 
The Great In-Between
Is waiting to judge you
Both
 
But you have a good life
While we all still wait
 
Seek love
Something denied to me
Like an untamed gipsy
 
Embrace its golden rays
As we now judge
 
Major Garrett
 
Now he’s entered a town without pity
Somewhere in here
 
High up in the Holy City
 
Remember
 
Tomorrow Is forever
And these old movies never stop
They just go on
 
Catching all the Jekyll and Mr Hydes
On the bottom screen
 
As we
All the victims of some sort of mortal crime
Or violence
 
Standstill
Hidden but always watching
Waiting patiently in silence
 
Alongside our faithful spirit guides
Amongst the long shadows
 
Waiting to hand out justice
To the corrupted
 
When their time comes
And their lives are too
 
Interrupted
 
Confess now
 
Before you two
Stand before us
 
It’s your only way to find a path
To your own salvation
 
Before your eventual sentence
If you don’t show repentance
 
Remember we wait
 
I never knew motherhood could be so truly gratifying until I had children
 
Moments I still miss
 
Because I was sent alone
To a place where their soft cheeks
 
I could no longer touch or kiss
 

I miss you so much Lana
And my daughters
Natasha and Courtney
Just remember and always think of me
 

Copyright John Duffy

Channeling Caroline Flack

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(A lone female voice whispers)

All I've ever wanted

All my short life

 

From Enfield to

London

Is to feel truly alive

 

For someone special to just love

Me

 

From early morning

To way past

Midnight

 

After a yellow

Sunrise

 

But like all things

Which shimmer

 

Like much-coveted

Diamonds or precious

Gold

 

It's a dream

I still try to hold onto

Even now

 

In here

The Great In-Between

 

As I into eternity

Slowly grow old

 

Where are you

My one and only love

 

Will you ever find me

 

Before I finally cross over

To God's golden countries

 

And swim forever in its purple

And blue Seas

 

I once had

An emancipated dream

 

Dreamed I'll be happy

To parade on a

Love Island

 

For all to see

 

I was never young

But born

So very old

 

Filled with so many painful

Self-doubts

 

I could no longer control

 

I'm just so glad

I've lived a lifetime

Where happy memories

 

With my precious Jody

And my beloved family

 

Will help to extinguish

All those sad

Tabloid stories

 

If they are still being sold

Or retold

 

But it's a lost and lonely

Life in here

 

As I feel

The faint hooves of the

Track Master approaching

 

He who haunts all things

 

Which currently slow dances

To life or deaths

 

Ever spinning wheels

As he sings

 

I will be courageous

For I'm indomitable

 

And will face those last

Few years I once lived

And loved

 

As I watch those memories flow past

With such heavenly grace

 

And when I see

Our Lord

Which these in here

 

Call the Almighty

 

Who I still believe deep inside

Will forgive me

 

I'll just ask

 

Looking him straight

In the eyes

 

Face to face

 

Where is my

One and only

 

The one I used to hold on to

Tightly

 

In Stoke Newington

 

Who I still dream of when he

Kissed away

All those painful

Tears

 

I once cried

 

Wherever I was so

Sad and depressed

 

Even when the world judged me

And I felt so very lonely

 

Wondering whatever was going to

Be printed next

 

Before I go

 

I just want you to know

 

Jody Lewis

And all my family

 

I’ll always love you

And

You will always be my

Forever

 

One and only

 

I will always wait

 

Just look for

Me standing quietly

 

Within these

Pearly White Alabaster Gates

For regardless of what the world may print or say

We are forever true soulmates

 

 Copyright John Duffy