The most dangerous word ever created by the human mind is “God” because each of us defines it in our own way.  Some take this individual definition so absolutely and personally that they secretly desire to kill anyone who hears this word differently.

These “killers” are lazy and violent – lazy, because they’re unwilling to think beyond their own internal conflicts – and violent because, if they did, they’d just get bored, and forget about what was upsetting them.

The truth is, people who don’t know what they truly believe resist thinking and get angry when urged to do so – like being rudely awakened in the morning when they should have already been up and around –“Why are you bothering me?” “Do you want me to kill you for disturbing my sleep?”

This is why, for some, the word “God” bears a similar loaded charge to “Gun” – they don’t appreciate being closely questioned about what they don’t know – especially if their reluctance centers on religion.

So, addressing a person and asking them what they really mean about “God” can be dangerous.

That being so, how do you think it might go to try to wake up seven billion people and ask them, spiritually, what they truly understand? After all, Socrates tried this on a much smaller scale – and it didn’t work out too well for him!


The poet “drowns” himself in beauty –
But this can never happen in the West – in the land of logical thinking.

The poet greets a flower on the dining room table
Which his wife placed there that morning – just before he arose.

The internet, on the other hand, never contains actual beauty
Because whatever’s there –
Isn’t real
And, since only the real is vulnerable to dying, only the real can truly be beautiful.

So, wake up – put down your iPhone –
Beauty, as the essence of God, is waiting everywhere – just for you.

Like I said, wake up, little one –
Then, wake up again!
Because beauty resides only in that second awakening.

The poet has “drowned” himself in beauty –
But, unfortunately, he’s asleep – and completely unaware of it –
This kind of “waking sleep” constitutes normal quotidian activity –
A mental “mirror” reflecting infinite numbers of digital mirrors –
But never, ever, an actual flower!

So, this all-encompassing electronic world, completely empty of natural beauty,
Will always be a world of splintered minds.


First, there’s the “self” our mother celebrates –
A mother who loves her child –
This self is like a hard rubber ball
Rolling and bouncing around borderline realities.

Next is an incipient “God” self – which is aspirational –
The person we would like to become –
Prayers floating out ahead of us
Accompanied by whispered dreams – nearly coming true –
Which culminates in the “beloved” – essentially, your “true self.”

Then, finally, one day, we might even begin thinking about attempting the ultimate goal –
A no-thing who’s equally a non-persona –
More beautiful than beauty –
So much so that it stuns our eyes.

In this experience, we discover the kind of joy
Allowing us to forget who we are – or, even, who we ever were –
Revealing a beauty we haven’t been able to imagine –
A beauty we might actually achieve if we were “God”
Or, perhaps even, “God’s” God.