Human Condition
Words written, spoken, left behind
Nothing to tell, but what cannot be said.
Acceptance, Solitude inspire love,
While Resistance, Loneliness—Attachment
Mathematical Fractals reveal the synchronicity of all things
To our limited vision, Chaos
Those who preach others’ truths– revered
Those who teach others universal truths – ostracized
There are those who choose the margins to write their stories
Ever-present Beings who perceive their source, recognize true Power
Mechanical lives,
Identified with numbers,
Codes,
Digits
Nature lost,
Replaced by glaring screens
Its marvels no longer honored,
But reduced to greed for paper, plastic, fuel
Our steps – hurried along
Our heads – directed downward
Our senses – unavailable with electrical distractions
Blind-folded we walk through the precious gift of Now,
Our only reality, our only Savior
Demands for perfection, without discernment for the imperfect
Frightened by fear,
Rigid with anxiety,
Burdened by worry
Sinking lower and lower,
Until hopelessness is all that is left
The sane duality conflicts with our insane philosophies
Gods are created,
Prophets annihilated
All for the sake of the very same, idealistic cause
Unconscious,
We parade,
We march on,
We remain
Our ambitions futile,
To possess we strive
Our Being ceases to cross the threshold,
For we are imprisoned by our self-indulgence,
Our incessant need to escape
Then, as our feet tire, we stop.
We face what we can no longer deny
Only then do we arrive. Peace, joy, love.
Our surrender proves to be our only way out of the darkness
Nightmares dissolve into the oblivion of our silent minds
No book, or Guru, or Master to follow blindly
We arrive at the gates of Heaven empty handed
Our sorrows lifted,
Our souls as the true guardians who now reign sublime
And we rejoice,
For the duality of darkness and light is our destiny,
Our human condition
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