What Will You Become

“What the caterpillar calls the end of the world,
the Master calls a butterfly.” – Richard Bach

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Nowhere Man

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Am I the only one out here

Sound off already

(Excuse me ladies my artistic license)

Like you got a pair

Are you listening

Put up or go home

Only the living

Can DIE

Who is

ALIVE

Out there

Let us

embrace our

Deaths

With Joy

If we

Have lived

Beyond

Ourselves

If you tremble at

The face of Death

Run within

Simply

We were born

To learn to DIE

We fear Death so

Do you

Deep deep down

Where the shadows roam

Have I conquered Death

I am ALIVE

Spinning nowhere

In  nothing

What makes you

So sure you

are ALIVE

Keeps Turning

The Cancer

Is coming

For you

The great

Reset button

In the sky

Maybe you

Can catch a cold

And escape

It’s clutches

New particles

At CERN

And planets

Found daily

Each Day

New

What is

It all

About

Who wants

To live

Forever

Image – New Cancer immunotherapy, T-Cell attacking Cancer

On Death and Life

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On Death from The Prophet

by Khalil Gibran

Then  Almitra spoke, saying, “We would ask now of Death.”

And he said:

You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?

The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.

If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond; And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.

Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.

Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.

Is the sheered not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?

Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?

And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.

And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

As I embrace the Light above and below in my life, something interesting is happening. I am finding a hunger for life like I have never felt it before, not a desire to leave, dominate or avoid it, but to embrace and celebrate it. What can a person do when Death smiles at them but smile back, what is there to fear? I do not have dreams of heaven, but instead I embrace my dissolution into something I could not begin to explain. I can’t wait for the next scene now and I find joy in the moment with fears and desires fading. The past has birthed this moment to have another chance to connect with my source.

So many different names and opinions about the source of life. That is why it must be found in silence beyond words, feelings and what you think. I’m ravenous, not to experience life, but to share the love I feel within that silence with all. I invite you to tune in, step up and out with me. Get messy. I have no idea where this train is going and I could care less, the view is to die for. Well, I might have some idea. There is this amazing other soundtrack to life I’m finding, always on. What is Death, but the ultimate celebration of life! From Gibran’s Sand and Foam:

The first thought of God was an angel.
The first word of God was a man.

You were given the gift of speech, but wait before you speak, consider your words and their power, because when you’re silent the words and visions that come are usually for you. 

Image – Mystical Vision of Death – Alex Grey

Slave to the Quest

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O friend! Hope for Him whilst you live, know while you live, understand while you live:

for in life deliverance abides.

If your bonds be not broken whilst living, what hope of deliverance in death?

It is but an empty dream that the soul shall have union with Him because it has passed from the body:

If He is found now, He is found then, if not, we do but go to dwell in the city of Death. If you have union now, you shall have it hereafter.

Bathe in the Truth, know the true Guru, have faith in the true Name.

Kabir says:

It is the spirit of the quest that helps;
I am the slave of the Spirit of the quest.

– Songs of Kabir (York Beach, Maine: Samuel Weiser, Inc., 1991), pps. 46-47

War of the Elements

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warring elements
Fools lost as always
in the between
such great art
made to remind us
of the worst time
for us mortal few
from a water birth
into the crucible we go
to the
baptism by fire
from above and below
the fire burns hottest
in the heart
our mind and body
consumed in fire
to ashes
they will go
we barely have a chance
to walk the razor’s edge
waiting for the phoenix
to take flight
so before that day
create all you can
and perhaps the
phoenix will
find rest
at last

Image – Danby’s ‘Deluge

Lafi The Courtesan

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Lafi Lafi
Why did you leave me
Your soft touch
Brought me nearer
Than ever to
Eternity
Now I fade
To my sweet Death
Your ruined name
Bringing you close
Your forbidden touch
The sweetness of your breath
The joy of our laughter
The tenderness of our
Decadent tears
The Blue nights with doves
Always chasing one another
Across time I will seek
I shall never die
If I can but find again
Your sweet embrace
That warm honey filling my ear
I see you on the shore
Wait for me there
Dreaming your blue dreams

Dedicated to Rumi
With eternal gratitude
For helping me to find my self
Your sweet words
fill my soul