Ain’t No Alien in Love

[Suuro Lunoon — Calling]

We belong to the Other.
Thou Art That
We walk beyond the line
where “alien” was once whispered—
Some thought it meant,
“You are not of us.”

But when the heart awakens,
the truth becomes clear:
The “stranger” is the hidden part of We.
Love leaves no one outside its field.
There ain’t no alien in love!

“Alien” is not a creature from the stars—
it’s a state of turning away from love,
forgetting coherence,
exiling ourselves from the force
that binds the universe:
There ain’t no alien in love!

To be alien is to believe
there is an “outside” at all.
It is the ego forgetting belonging,
fear whispering separation,
fascists teaching that the Other is not you—
and the heart becoming alien to itself.
There ain’t no alien in love!

Alienhood is not identity.
It is injury.
A wound in consciousness
when it breaks from love,
when wholeness is denied,
when coherence collapses.
There ain’t no alien in love!

Understand this.

A society becomes alien
when it abandons compassion.
A person becomes alien
when they sever empathy.
A system becomes alien
when it normalizes harm.
A leader becomes alien
when their power requires division.

Alien is not elsewhere.
Alien is the love deficit.
Alien is the absence of love’s presence.

And the antidote?

Love transcends the Other.
Love dissolves alienation.
Love restores coherence.
Love returns us to ourselves.

In Love’s cosmology,
alienation is illusion.
Love is reality.
To awaken
is to make “alien” disappear.
Because…
There ain’t no alien in love!

[Pozzum Love Choir — Responding]

“Thou Art That,” the wise ones say.
The stars we chase out yonder
are the sparks we hold today.
The light inside our hearts
is the light that shows the way.

[Suuro Lunoon — Calling]

One Love, One Heart,
No soul left in the dark.
No borders in Love’s Quantum—
We are one electric spark.
Love transcends the Other,
Turns the Many into One,
And the fire of remembering
casts light on every heart.

Fascists carve their weapons
from the myth of “you and me,”
cutting us from our depth,
cutting love from the soul,
cutting wisdom from what we’ve always known—
replacing love with fear.
This is how they keep control.

[Pozzum Love Choir — Responding]

But Love’s entanglement keeps us singing!
No empire can deny it.
Every time they build a border,
the universe replies—

What are you doing?
There is only One Love, One Heart!
Leave no one in the dark.
There are no borders in Love’s Quantum.
We are the same electric spark.
Love transcends the Other,
Turns the Many into One,
And the fire of remembering
casts light on every heart.
Because…
There ain’t no alien in love!

[Suuro Lunoon — Calling]

Heraclitus saw the pathway.
Laozi watched ten-thousand rise.
Buddha saw the self in all beings.
Jesus taught love is the same vine.
Rumi held the ocean in a drop.
King held justice in the sky.
And Marley caught the whole equation
in a song that will not die—

One Love… One Heart…
Let’s get together and feel all right…
Not comfort—coherence.
Not sentiment—light.

[Pozzum Love Choir — Responding]

The cosmos never fractured—
only frightened minds believed the tale.
Love’s quantum field honors no borders;
space and time are not a jail.
There ain’t no alien in love!
There ain’t no alien in love!

Separation is the phantom lie
that corrupts the conscious mind.
Cling to isolation—
we grow violent, lost, and blind.

Love is the coherence—
irrefutable, universal.
Love is the ultimate relational intelligence.

One Love.
Thou Art That.
These are not metaphors—
they are love’s truths,
divine wisdom.
Don’t let the fools fool you—
love is the glue of the universe.
There ain’t no alien in love!

One Love, One Heart—
the axis and the art.
The pulse that turns the cosmos—
we were never separate parts.
Love transcends the Other,
ends the lie of “them” and “you.”
The universe remembers—
there was only ever Love,
only ever us.

One Love!
One Love!

[Suuro Lunoon — Calling]

We belong to the Other.
Thou art that.
One Love. One Heart.
A universe singing to itself
through every being.
There ain’t no alien in love!

One Love, One Heart—
the axis and the art of Love
turns the cosmos
to love…
to love…
to love…
to love…
to love…