Auric Ethereal Crystal Consciousness Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Seems as if Babka, the Broommaker, is the
best disciple of our English Tibetan Lobsang
Rampa; Babka and the Nut-maiden Wanda
has the serene, calm, loving, peaceful, quiet
self-assurance and self-discipline that our
Lobsang appreciates so much

Neither Babka nor Wanda has ever heard of
existential angst, they know exactly why they
are, when and where: Babka lives to be in a
forest taking care of birds, the Nut-maiden is
a dancing free-spirit & their Nemesis the evil
Queen has no redeeming qualities

The heroes have no failings and the villains
are irredeemably lost; I fear such a black-&-
white world and prefer believing in the good
intentions of everyone, even if warped by
experience and society; I’ll just admire the
fortitude, modesty, humility & wisdom of

Babka’s storybook character - wish I could be
more like her, not like Lobsang Rampa; it’d be
scary to see a person’s auric flame of hatred –
nor do I want to take off like an etheric missile
and leave my physical self behind - the only
connection being the fabled silver cord

There’s the whole of eternity to be a spirit and
such a short time to be a human being studying
the beauty of crystal of consciousness - reading
everything spiritual - studying Arabic letters and
receiving a Hebrew word every day - at least I
can ask where to go for music in a bathtub

Very handy for cleaning the musical note emitted
by my auric ethereal crystal consciousness