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FREEING ONE’S “TRUE SELF”

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There’s no consciousness without the material world
And there’s no part of that material world without at least some consciousness.

Also

There’s no physical entity that doesn’t include the potential for “life”
As an intrinsic and necessary part of its structure.

Because

Life is inherent in unlife –
And consciousness is innate in life –
So objective spiritual truth must be a fundamental element of the cosmos.

Eventually, over time,

God was born as a human being, bearing the name of Jesus,
And Jesus, in turn, matured into God while remaining wholly human.

In sum,

God created the universe by opening up an infinitesimally small gap into and through nothing –
Starting out with dust –
And is now partway on the path to re-creating God
In another time and space
Who, spiritually, is the ultimate perfect balanced combination
Of Love, Truth, Justice, and Beauty.

It’s like opening up one’s hand –
Discovering a trapped bird –
And allowing the freedom of an unborn self
To fly straight to its very own “true self.”

THE MIND BUILDS ROADS

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The mind builds roads
That go both somewhere and nowhere –
Also, the mind likes to place stone blocks in strict order
So people know where to sit.

On the other hand, the heart flies –
The heart is the sky –
And knowing God,
Has nothing to fear.

Philosophers cherish their large paper collections
While churlishly competing for second place –
The cheering stops as soon as they start wearing
Learning like brass and silver medals
Covering proud European chests.

It’s true that God actually hates theology
And dismisses, out of hand, the latest philosophical trends –
Instead, God prefers to dance –
Before eventually changing into a fountain of joy.

Today, I take my little whisk broom
And brush away dust
From the books in my library –
But, the best thing of all,
Is the expansive green space outside medieval windows
Where the lawn is held close within surrounding stone walls
Like a green heart deep inside ancient wisdom.

THE LAST TRUE HUMAN BEINGS

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What’s the identity of the Spirit hiding behind “Manifest Destiny” –
Is it holy or unholy –
That is, God or Satan?

When white Americans use the term “Manifest Destiny” –
They mean God has given them all of this country
To work hard and become successful in –
But when the descendants of the victims hear those same words
It’s like a deep bronze bell tolling – “Death, Death – endless Death”
Along with “Rape, Robbery, and vile Murder” – on a genocidal scale.

Hundreds of thousands of Native Americans suffered mortally
Over the course of being cleared off their own lands –
In order to open the door to the introduction of millions of black African slaves –
Financed by Boston, New York, Philadelphia and, of course, London banks
That excitedly turned millions of human beings into dust – that is, “gold” dust –
To float back into the pockets of their European-American and European customers.

Yes, cruel centuries of black people’s sweat and pain were extracted
Over stolen Native American lands –
Capitalized by white men’s gold –
Violent greedy men –
Heartless paternalistic men –
Who, then, as now, cherished their unique ability to repress any crime –
Especially the largest ones
“Romantically” exchanging huge genocidal crimes
Into “God-approved” Manifest Destiny ones.

You can call it a murderous centuries-long genocidal “rape”
If you’re related to the victims –
Today, known as the last true human beings on earth.

DOWN HERE ON EARTH

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If “life” after life were guaranteed
It might be easier to accept wasting this one.

But are we really so different from the leaves
Which bud, sway awhile in the wind,
And, eventually, join an autumnal heap –

Are they also going to heaven?

Or, rocks, which we know eventually turn into dust –
Will they one day find themselves reconstituted as “heavenly” rocks?

Paul tells us that we’ll have a resurrected body, just not our own flesh and bones –
But imperishable, perhaps hard as emerald.

Other people believe they can go on living – at least in memory –
Which is why they spend so much time building monuments to themselves.

But aren’t we all going to “drop” – eventually – just like the leaves?

And should we complain about this –
Given a lifetime of free activity,
And, hopefully, love –
Hasn’t that been a terrific bargain?

If death is real –
Then, logically, each passing moment is a unique miracle –
With the love we experience constituting our only “true heaven” –
And what we should be praying for –

Especially since – after we pass over –
Love will probably be the only gift we’re permitted to retain.