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FROM PUPA TO BUTTERFLY - A DIVINE INHERITANCE

A little over
two and a half
millennia ago
one man sought
answers
to some of
humanity's
most troubling
questions

As the day
surreptitiously moved
across intersections
of latitude and longitude
he moved towards
resolution
like a comet in space

Mara
spun a web
of seduction
deceit and horror
in the hope
of ensnaring
the divine one
in celestial flight

Somehow, anyhow
he would have to
stop
the cycle of consciousness
coming to full circle
somehow
he would have to
scuttle
the greatest
epiphany
from flowering
in the human space

All his artifices
failed
The flesh of the
seductresses
sent by him
rotted and fell away
the rocks and mountains
hurled by him
exploded into showers
of flowers

While all this
was playing out
time began to slow down
and eventually
the earth
froze on its axis

The stillness
became palpable
and
in one cosmic flash
that illuminated
that entire universe
the amalgamation
between flesh
and divine energy
matter and pure
spirit
took place

He sat
under the bodhi tree
feeling the
reverberations
of divine blood
coursing through
his mortal veins
and
within his head
he could feel
the universe
spin

Everything
living and non living
bowed in homage

This marked
the most significant
day
in the history
human evolution
Twenty five hundred
years later
the energy left behind
has been gaining
momentum
and spreading
across the planet
like ink
on blotting paper

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(well, maybe not ended, perhaps arrived so far) as a pseudo religion that encourages the poor to accept their lot. The physical effects of this philosophy on the world have been great for big business. Admittedly a certain tendency towards peacefulness as well. As with many great concepts/ideas/theologies/philosophies only the intelligentsia really think it through and achieve enlightenment/a sense of the numinous/epiphany.

My point is, great and beautiful thoughts don't organise the workers, put food on plates or raise real knowledge of the harm we are doing our planet.

cheers,
Jess
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Jess. Yours is indeed a very pragmatic approach and I do appreciate it. I also think and feel a lot about the plight of the "haves not) but, being a bit of an idealist, I strongly agree with "Man does not live on bread alone." I have this insatiable hunger to quest after something beyond me - it is not God or anything supernatural, it is something we've all been endowed with: to explore the mental landscape.

Thanks, I alway enjoy your critiques.

Cheers

Leonard Daranjo

"When the waiting stops, the living begins"

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