12 December 2014

Four Hundred and Forty-Four


Another place, another time, another sunny day, another stormy night,
Another conversation,  another meal, another cup of coffee, another shot of whiskey,
Another book, another movie, another television show, another play, another song, another photo,
Another workday, another vacation, another holiday, another anthropological event,
Another journey to the privy, another shower, another preening moment,
Another war, another accident, another birth, another death,
Another creative moment, another amusement,
Another … another … another …
Another so it goes.

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All who have touched your existence, your body, your mind,
Have played but the briefest of parts in what is yet to come.

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For those that ponder the mystery in royal magnitude
In the visions of that they deem to be God:
Awareness, King and Kingdom.

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What are we two-leggeds but organized matter
Very much believing it all matters.
Nothing is sacred.

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Religions play upon the insecurity of mind.
Spirituality encourages its understanding.

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More nonsense for the dustbin of history.

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Be wary of making the narrow assumption
That intelligence is restricted to humankind’s,
Egocentric-ethnocentric-geocentric interpretation.

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“When I was a child, I spoke as a child,
I understood as a child, I thought as a child.
But when I became a man, I put away childish things.”
How limited to think that ancient adage to be only referring to children.
Ask rather:  And what is a child? And what is not a child?
Need we ask anyone to tell us these things?