One RainDrop At A Time ( A Birthday Present )

One Raindrop At A Time

I awaken to the sound of rain

Gently tapping on the roof above me.

As if to knock on the door of my heart

To offer cleansing vibrations for my soul

While I lay there listening,

I imagined that I was connected to its rhythm

A new piece of music was being written

One raindrop at a time, just for me

It's simple moments like these

That remind me that I am alive, doing well 

And most of all thought of and loved by our Creator.

It's truly a beautiful, cleansing adventure I am on

I pray that each and every soul will awaken every morning

To their own unique musical message

That leads them on this priceless journey

Created in unison by themselves and God

One raindrop at a time.

I wrote this poem as a gift to give to Jesus Christ our Lord

on his birthday celebration this year

Merry Christmas to Everyone

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Written by: Michael K. Englmann

AkA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 16, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

Souls Were Never Sold (A Story To Ponder)

Souls Were Never Sold

(A Story to Ponder)

Human Beings never sold them-the-soul as previously thought. In actual fact what they did and still do is sell the rights to control their mind which is far worse.
The bodies actions are controlled by the mind by sending signals to different body parts by means of a drive-by-wire system known as the nervous system.
Generally, you-the-soul that resides in your body sits at the controls of your mind sending electrical signals down the nerves for the purpose of moving your body this way and that.
There are two seats at the control station of your mind. One of the two seats belong to you-the-soul (Pilot/Captain) of your human body, the second seat is for a co-pilot that the you-the-soul chooses with  free will.
At times you-the-soul chooses to go ahead on your own without a co-pilot attempting to understand life that lay ahead. This leaves the co-pilot seat open for chance. This can be a risky move, especially when moments get rough for you-the-soul to control your body on your own.
When you-the-soul is in distress, are extremely venerable. The mind becomes a noisy, busy overwhelming place for you-the-soul. This is when two things happen: the first is a gentle knock that is hard tapping on the control cabin door just behind the two seats. The second thing that happens is an introduction from a smooth over powering, enticing voice that begins to speak through the cabin speakers offering to help by taking over the controls with one condition:
"If you choose to allow me to assist you-the-soul in controlling your mind and body than I will reward you with all the material possessions you desire" .
But what about the gentle knock on the cabin door? If you opened the door you would see and feel help that offers guidance without conditions and will show you the right moves to make in order to clear the distress, fear and confusion from your mind's control cabin, guiding you to clear blue skies.
Unfortunately, most them-the-souls choose to take the easy path that comes with the condition of give up the controls entirely. What a deal, sit back and enjoy all the benefits while the dark menacing voice does all the work.
Complacent comfort sets in for you-the-soul as you settle in for the ride of its life, unaware of the dangers that lay ahead.

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 16, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

Empty Clean Plate ( A Reflection Of.....)

Empty Clean Plate

( A Reflection Of...... )

An empty clean plate in front of......

Could it be true the reflection I see

No more dirty boots stomping on my mat
Below the chair from where I sat

A clean new start from with open doors

With the wisdom so simple that less is more

And the insight of what not to do

I will always hold dear the thought of me and.....

So, if your plate is filled with too much to eat

You'll feel the pain from stomping feet

In the chair from where you sit

Until the bottom of your plate you hit

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 08, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

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Ten Things I Don't Have ( Less is More )

Ten Things I Don't Have

( Less is More )

Snails in my bed

Cob webs in my head

A bullet in my brain

A nail through my foot causing pain

Having to watch my back

Company with a rat

Eating through a tube in my nose

Cancer inside that grows

Drinking from a bottle every night

Sleeping in a bed of shite

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 08, 2012

michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

Connecting The Dots ( Throughout Your Thoughts )

Connecting The Dots
(Throughout Your Thoughts)

Have you every imagined all possibilities

Visions in your mind so clear it feels like reality

Your dreams are closer than you think

They can materialize in a blink

The steps are simple enough

With moments that can be quite rough

First you need to give and take

While you add and eliminate

Sitting quiet and very still
It doesn't take a lot

Finish by connecting the dots
Throughout your thoughts

To unlock the shackles
And untie the knots

Written by: Michael Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 07, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com



Everything Good

Everything Good

Everything good I see

Reflects the good in me

Everything good I hear

Brings joy to my ears

Everything good I touch

I love and respect so much

Everything good I smell

Bring thoughts of things gone well

Everything good I taste

By God's hand was graced

Written by: Michael Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 07, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

BAD SEED

BAD SEED

Heavy dark columns of impenetrable clutter
 Pulled over the windows of our souls 
Like an iron clad shutter
A by-product produced from busyness, stress and fear

Forming clouds in our mind's atmosphere

Blocking out the rays of light
Taking away our God given right

To control our own thoughts and ability to choose
And the understanding of don'ts and do's

It started with a negative seed of thought

Transmitted far and wide that unaware people bought
Its appearance was of glitter and gold
With a guarantee of fortune and fame with no mention told

Of its destructive side effects

Extreme busyness and huge responsibility producers

Time eliminators and stress and fear inducers

With the final by-product being the worst of its kind
Designed to control and destroy man's soul and mind 

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

December 06, 2012

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Sledge And Chisel

Sledge And Chisel

Shelled out lives are strewn across the manufactured landscape

These unrecognizable silhouettes are disguised in tinted shades of grey

To hide their pickled souls that soak in a slew of

Shame, greed and grotesquely swollen egos

Few well-rooted rocks remain unaffected by the

Force of the golden sledge and chisel
As it hacks away at everything good

Guilty of premeditated murder of inner awareness

Self destruction was always the final destination for this

One way journey to the edge, driven by a flat projection

spinning out of control.

Written by: Michael Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 05, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

Love Your Vibe ( Spread Your Wings Out Wide )

Love Your Vibe
( Spread Your Wings Out Wide )

Angels with their wings out wide

In them you can confide

Your deepest worries and fears abound

Through their God given gifts profound

You will soon learn how to love your vibe

And connect to your strengths inside

Never again having to hide

You can now spread " Your " wings out wide

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Igniter

December 03, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com

Angelic Song ( Damage To My Heart Undone ) Ver 01

Angelic Song
( Damage To My Heart Undone )
Version 01

To Jesus Christ and my Angels I pray
For salvation to finally come my way
As I lay in my bed tonight alone
And cry over the greatest loss I have ever known
Freedom from this heart ache I really need
Felt from the gash where I continue to bleed
An Angel, glowing brightly blue in front of me, appear
Embracing me with warmth and love that's finanlly here
Her devine presence begins to heal as she sings her angelic song
While continuing to burst out beautiful brightness all night long
Her music resonates control of the needle and thread
To the gash in my heart it does wedd
And her elevated vibrations on high
Dry up all the puddles of pain that I cry
Thank you Angel of blue and God's begotten Son
For the damage to my heart undone
I'll spread your word Jesus Christ my Lord
With pen in hand as my Sword
To your children all over the world
Amen

Written by: Michael Englmann

AKA: BigBang / Blue Sky Ingniter

November 01, 2012
Revised December 06, 2012
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca
www.iambigbang.blogspot.com