Tomorrow and Yesterday

I am an amorphous amalgam of my constituent parts searching for my own bare essential.  Location and personal continuity are very problematic in fourth dimensional thought.  

Do not force.  Do not contend.  Everyone must find personal truth.

Watch the sun rise.  

Think by yourself. 

Be alone.  

Breathe.

Hope.

It seems that ego must not exist if compassion is to abound.

Everything seems so damned petty, everything is small.  Why can I be so pretentious, I am a fool. I grasp in ignorance.  I am so small.  Miniscule.  Weak.  Petty.  Afraid.

I’m a folly

Too afraid to speak

So willing to listen

I hear your words

I take them as mine

So tender and so true

Let this be the day I speak

You pour the hope in my eyes

Love can be found in a minute.

A loud cry to the wind,

Flashes of light in the morning.

The decline of love is much more sobering,

The last line of a book never read.

I apologize, I was wrong

You are not what I thought.

He hung, suspended, in an emotionless void, all was black, cold, alone.

Utter darkness flowed around every facet of his being,

Sinister murk suffocated any hope of finding light.

Gloom took hold, its roots reached deep into the unending night.

There was a nagging at the borders of his consciousness, a light pull,

A twinge of warmth accompanied by a ray of light.

As he turned to face the heat, he saw a bright, radiant, pinprick in the distance,

It cut through the darkness and brought him a sense of weightlessness.

He focused on the point and was enveloped by its glow.

His design, his plan, emerged from nonbeing.

A bright orb that shone with fury and brilliance only wisdom could conceive.

The winds will whip and the sands will wear away the stone.  Change will come one day.

Always remember to hope.  There is so much to follow from where we are at this point in time.  Simply imagine the perspectives of life that we will find within our lifetimes, perspectives that have been unknown to humanity.  There will always be beauty, there will always be hope.

Of all things that could be said about you in an epitaph, a passing word between strangers, a toast, let it be said that you were compassionate.  Let it not be said that you looked away from your fellow human being, let it not be said that you lacked feelings, that you were afraid.  We have allowed artificial barriers to define us for so long, know that we are all beautiful, we all deserve freedom and the right to self determination.  Poison has infiltrated our hearts and made us see differences as frightening, something to be made separate, even eradicated.  It can often be difficult to distinguish the differences between those who seek progress and equality for all and those who merely seek to profit from the misdirection. Those who seek to profit from the pursuit of love can be distinguished through an examination of their backgrounds and motivations, which will be found to have certain preoccupations with greed and a lack of genuine effort to aid others.  Each of us must look deeply within ourselves in order to rediscover love.  This must be a love that seeks connection with all beings in order to perpetuate growth and understanding.  I am not speaking of a religious love, in order to foster universal understanding this must not be the case, we must find compassion which embraces the inherent beauty in life.  Through this we may finally overcome the horrors that fill our past and present.

The greatest detriment to understanding and holistic appreciation of all aspects of life is fear.  Do not let it rule your life, do not let it overcome the love that exists within yourself.

The flaw of many systems of thought is their belief in assimilation, the homogenization of a group or groups of individuals.  This is not the most efficacious path to peaceful and enlightening coexistence.  Many cultures have sought this approach, and have experienced divergent results.  The emphasis on a singular new identity as opposed to a composite identity derived from the various and diverse identities that preceded it is conducive to a group that lacks individuality.  This environment also limits the ability of the people within it to discover new ideas and thought processes.  Seek diversity as it is the lifeblood of harmony and appreciation.

Every place is fresh, and in this crispness there is an indelible hope.  Whenever I enter into a new place I feel it, I love to let the sensations of it wash over me.  They are rebirth, they are morning and night, a spice that I didn’t expect to taste.  Freshness is the smell of it and the looks of the people.  I love them all and I only hope that I can savor and appreciate every single planck length of them.