This groggy time we live, this is what it is like:
A man goes to sleep in the town
where he has always lived, and he dreams
he is living in another town.
He believes the reality of the dream town.
The world is that kind of sleep.
The dust of many crumbled cities
settles over us like a forgetful doze,
but we are older than those cities.
We began as a mineral. We emerged into plant life
and into the animal state. Then into being human,
and always we have forgotten our former states,
except in early spring when we almost
remember being green again.
Humankind is being led along an evolving course,
through this migration of intelligences,
and though we seem to be sleeping,
there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream.
It will eventually startle us back
to the truth of who we are.
4 comments:
Let the startling begin.
my own sense lorenzo is that through the course of time there are large and small scale shocks that ensure this possibility remains available to human kind and to each person. it's the degree to which we are available to the experiencing of the shock, the processing of its purpose and then to be able to act on its intentions that defines the degree of wakefulness we experience. steven
I think startlings need guard rails to keep from falling into the Mason and Hitler framed minds as well as to keep from becoming like one of those Trecky freaks except the obsession is with Stars Wars and vision obscuring hellme's and breathing that goes "halllllllll-purrrrrrrr" interrupted only by robot-like talk (or even worse, erratically versed off cadence poetry)
It reminds me of the observation that "we aren't human beings having a spiritual experience but rather spiritual beings having a human experience." We are startled when we notice the difference.
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