Ignorance to Knowledge
I live in a world of magic and miracles
Where acausal deities rule mercifully
Through some anthropomorphic creed
Slowly, I am killing those gods
One by one I sacrifice them
At the altar of Reason
I now perceive with no bias
I now hold all false lest proven true
No error have I, for I doubt all
Knowledge conflicted
I cannot explain the comprehensibility
Of the universe to my own perception
Reason stands silent, Nature speaks
My spirit is tortured with insanity
Whence existence? Whence knowledge?
Reason founders in a storm of semantics
All questions point to one, `Who observes?'
Half-answers leap out of age-old tomes
Mysterious whispers from forgotten times
Knowledge to Ignorance
I am now a hermit, body smeared in ashes
Mind withdrawing from the sensate world
I labor incessantly with a single thought
Body must be strong and stable, like a rock
Mind must be supple and becalmed, like water
Memory must be purged, ambition lost
I now sit in meditation hours-long
There is no body, no mind, no thought
A dark nothingness embraces my identity
Ignorance to Knowing
The darkness parts with a jolt and I face
A deep throbbing power with no name
Its vibrations fill me with delirious joy
Meditation becomes exhilarating now
Sights, sounds, vibrations beyond sense and thought
I play in a universe beyond time and space
And ever draw nearer to the throbbing thing
Until no play remains, no pleasure, no pain
There is naught, save the throbbing and I
Knowing to Being
Days pass as if in a dream,
The throbbing finally speaks its name
It is Consciousness, the seed of the Universe
Meditation is perpetual now
The throbbing mass of awareness draws me
Deeper into an unfathomable abyss
Lo! There is no more I, no more Consciousness
There is only One, throbbing vibrantly
Sustaining in its pulsation the fabric of Reality
Beyond Being
Words cannot describe it, for memory goes there not
Mind cannot perceive it, for intellect qualifies it not
It broods, the throbbing at the center of all existence
Where acausal deities rule mercifully
Through some anthropomorphic creed
Slowly, I am killing those gods
One by one I sacrifice them
At the altar of Reason
I now perceive with no bias
I now hold all false lest proven true
No error have I, for I doubt all
Knowledge conflicted
I cannot explain the comprehensibility
Of the universe to my own perception
Reason stands silent, Nature speaks
My spirit is tortured with insanity
Whence existence? Whence knowledge?
Reason founders in a storm of semantics
All questions point to one, `Who observes?'
Half-answers leap out of age-old tomes
Mysterious whispers from forgotten times
Knowledge to Ignorance
I am now a hermit, body smeared in ashes
Mind withdrawing from the sensate world
I labor incessantly with a single thought
Body must be strong and stable, like a rock
Mind must be supple and becalmed, like water
Memory must be purged, ambition lost
I now sit in meditation hours-long
There is no body, no mind, no thought
A dark nothingness embraces my identity
Ignorance to Knowing
The darkness parts with a jolt and I face
A deep throbbing power with no name
Its vibrations fill me with delirious joy
Meditation becomes exhilarating now
Sights, sounds, vibrations beyond sense and thought
I play in a universe beyond time and space
And ever draw nearer to the throbbing thing
Until no play remains, no pleasure, no pain
There is naught, save the throbbing and I
Knowing to Being
Days pass as if in a dream,
The throbbing finally speaks its name
It is Consciousness, the seed of the Universe
Meditation is perpetual now
The throbbing mass of awareness draws me
Deeper into an unfathomable abyss
Lo! There is no more I, no more Consciousness
There is only One, throbbing vibrantly
Sustaining in its pulsation the fabric of Reality
Beyond Being
Words cannot describe it, for memory goes there not
Mind cannot perceive it, for intellect qualifies it not
It broods, the throbbing at the center of all existence
2 comments:
This transcends everything! How I shivered as I read through it!
Will someone tell me how I exist? Will I ever know me if I have free will?
Will someone tell me if I can ever conceive of any thought of the unfathomable, and not derived from the surrounding space that I "exist" in.
How is meditation or inward contemplation the answer, if there ever was?
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