To lose everything might provide total freedom
But it doesn’t usually happen that way
Since a person can only lose one piece of themselves at a time.
Writing is freedom on a blank sheet
Without even a dot –
This sheet appears as empty as God
Who’s been busily filling everything in.
Love is like leaving a window open
So that, suddenly, if a bird flies in –
It’s the symbol of your heart returning home.
I keep tearing off pieces of myself
And tossing them out into the dark –
Pretty soon the night will be all lit up with me –
After a certain age, sex and gender start floating off –
What’s left is much greater freedom –
It’s what you’ll see when you get close enough to look directly at God
While, later in life, you start filling up with so much love
That you can’t hold onto anything else.
God is a surprise
Because you never see God coming –
Just don’t piss in your panties
When it happens.
Divine wisdom, being feminine,
Took on flesh in a male Jesus.
However, the great door to the next spiritual dimension,
Consisting of a perfect, yet ever changing, balance
Of Love, Truth, Justice, and Beauty,
Will open only to a she.
When she does decide to come through that door
And enter our universe
All the previous “male gods” will quickly be forgotten
And people will start attempting to live as God would live
If God were a young female avatar.
Strength, intellect, courage, and compassion
Will be reflected in the face of this divine female being
Manifested as an ecstatic Central or South American holy girl –
The purest girl in the world.