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‘…going home’ …can be for all of us a perilous enigma, so deep are we in the scheme world we no longer recognize how we got here. Sleepwalkers never remember how or why they got ‘there’! Perhaps it would have been best had they not set out in the first place…

What can one do? …sitting still while the world crashes around us …is not at all what we should be doing. But what are we to do? What a conundrum …should I or shouldn’t I – ”to be or not to be – that is the question”

God knows it’s different this time – something inexplicable has happened, or is it occurring? If only one could ‘see’ it! Still can’t …uncertainty prevails even though nothing really has changed – that’s the reassurance we keep hearing – it’s the shared mindset we subscribed to long ago, when we gave up the dream world …for reality. We are the faithful …adhering to distortion as if it were true.

It’s so accomplished, the trustworthy paradigm. Haven’t all the contradictions been said before …and nothing ever happens – just another false alarm, like all the rest – so how can one expect it to be different now? But it is…

I don’t seem able to shake off the dread this time – like there’s a pall in the air that won’t go away, some familiar vibration I’ve forgotten the words to… maybe even forgot the language.

Are we being overtaken by something we can’t see …can’t we hear it? …Perhaps I better get home before I can’t get there anymore! …such a strange feeling …not knowing what’s going on…

There’s no sign of anything I recognize; it’s all like a dream, some place I’ve gotten to, but can’t remember how …now I don’t know which way to turn! Strange that there’s no one else here …is this really happening or am I dreaming. Dammit! I’ve got to wake up.

Let go, let go …there’s nothing to hang on to anymore …there never was! It was all just delusion. Everyone you knew believed it, and so did you. Now what…?

I suppose it never occurred to you that when you came here, the whole of the earth was given to you. There were no lines or fences …no distinctions that defined who you are …or what was ‘yours’ …or who that ‘one’ was… There was no church, no price for water …no limit to the air you could breathe…

So who presumed it was possible …or even desirable to exercise such excessive privilege? How did this distortion arise …and how you just accepted it is beyond the pale of imagination.

Now it’s over …everyone sees that …but it’s too late!

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