Wednesday, June 30, 2010

One Song

All I can do is love the Universe- One song
sung in harmony;
Energies converging, melting away
separateness,
disrobing-
naked...
nothing to hide behind-
no thoughts, no masks,
no body.

This is a dream.
There is no here or there,
no Heaven or Hell-
just illusions
created by false Ego
which deems itself
apart
from another...
he cannot believe that I is We and We
are One,
the implications of such Ego-Loss
splinter his self-assured reality into shards of Fear;
a reality built on Ego and
Separation, specialness
Be better than, have MORE than-
competition is his life from
moments of first breath,
Run and never
stop...
be alone,
die
alone.

Denial that all are one,
denounces the Self;
Silly Man, thinking he had
More in Himself,
in the name the world gave him-
short-changing destiny of
Greatness & Eternity for
f
l
e
e
t
i
n
g dreams

He will never find
Satisfaction this way,
his desires are
e n d l e s s
taking and taking, feeding a name that will
perish as
dust.

Why does he choose Suffering over Ecstasy?
Illusion over Truth?
Death over Eternity?
For no amount of
material security
satisfies the requirement for
Eternal Happiness-
Maybe he doesn't care?
Eternity?
He doesn't even Believe it Exists...
Someday, he will die, he
thinks,
that's what they told him will happen- and he has
evidence in Life that he must
Die-
everybody does it.

So to him, I
e x t e n d
my arms of Limitless Compassion,
so he may forego the
Tradition of Lies, in order to
yield to Faith that All will carry him in
Love and Respect toward
Freedom;
Awakening from
Death.










2 comments:

  1. This is very nice, Gaby, but only one side of the coin. If we were all One, nothing would happen, but timeless bliss. I think the Universe likes more drama: plays out the illusion of separateness plus the tease of merging in ecstatic bliss. Just like Her Matter can do wave and particle at once (how naughty!)so Her Minds can do/seek/experience contradictory passions. Play hide and seek with Her/Himself wearing a million masks. Thanks for your vision of the ecstatic role; for visions of the separateness assumption, consult the daily news.

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  2. Aw shucks, Nick, I know, I know... I'm just dreamin' that's all. Dreams are what matter anyway, think of all the dimethyltryptahmine our brains make when we're sleeping. Remember when I said nothing matters and you said that matter matters? Well, Now I think that no matter matters... all I have to do is dream.

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