I spoke my soul into being with sealed lips With words as loud as the hush of cool earth commanded my name to be pronounced by the sunset And it screamed shimmering syllables across a countryside where I lay
Sovereignty over all things was granted to me by the blades of grass The true kings of the world And the wildfire curtsied before me and asked to be my bride
Before a court of stars we wed and consecrated our love And they twinkled
I have never said a word that wasn’t also at least two Nor a sentence that was any more than silence My secrets are vaulted in my heart’s womb So that when I lay myself down upon the sky I shall not betray our relations
The beast stood a giantess With obsidian skin Her eyes looked over the threshold Paying no respect to my dignity As still as stone I became Moved to motionlessness by the violation She perched to rise higher And I still startled yet unstirred Felt my form shrink I was not ready I’m not ready to cross this threshold To feel the granule of my purity Stripped of all the recognizable me I will leave and I will return On the day that I am the beast
When do we become our own? Hatchlings from Athena’s womb What act of will is free And of what does freedom stitch its fibers? A man awake need not be conscious If in fantasy he suspends the sense No being possesses his action that doesn’t too his thought When do we become our own? Only when we lose our minds?
Spiritual idealists have been trying to claim observations of the natural world as proof of the ether since lightning and thunder first made us piss our loincloths. And as each generation turns, what science has continuously proven is that the natural worlds, both of Newton and of Einstein, do not need a spirit to intervene and make it work.
Sure, there’s a great series of correspondences here. Newton’s laws correlate with Karma. Relativity mirrors alchemy and laws of vibration. Wave function collapse theory is a great metaphor for the power of clairvoyance. But that’s what it is. A metaphor. And it’s where we should be comfortable leaving it.
Spirituality, for a large part, is sublime and subtle. It loses integrity in the hardlines and sharp definitions of science. That isn’t a weakness. It’s actually a fundamental quality of the world. Am I my body? If so at what point do I end? Am I my microbiome? These aren’t answerable questions, but the answer isn’t the point. The gaping hole left by the un-answerability speaks to the truth of the natural world. A truth that science not only can’t explain but is actually quite unconcerned with.
Here’s your enlightenment: if you need to prove that the spirit exists to yourself, then your connection to spirit was too fragile to begin with. That fragility shouldn’t be shimmed by intrinsically weak logic or false statements. In fighting to make the case for it we end up with pseudoscience and superficial spiritual systems, both of which fail to produce the depth and purity of effect of their more rigorous counterparts.
Science is our observation of the natural world. Spirit is that we observe at all. And that’s enough.
Science answers how. Spirit is awed by why. And that’s enough.
Science is the fact that things happen. Spirit is the wisdom that it means something. And guess what. That’s enough.
If you really want to help demonstrate the reality of spirituality, lead someone down a spiritual journey. Teach them how to open their awareness to the present. Make them listen to Colors of the Wind while using hallucinogens. But don’t turn reserved scientific words and unvalidated reports into “proof” of the unknowable. Trying to force shut false Cartesian dichotomies by appropriating precise sciences and leveraging the general population’s ignorance of how quantum math works and the apparent paradoxes thereof is foolish. It’s MANIPULATIVE at best and SPIRITUALLY BACKWARDS at worst. That’s not to mention the very real and measurable damage it does to science which needs a sterile and ethically unbiased environment to do its job.
I’m sorry. I know it’s convenient to do it. And I know you do it because most of you are scared. You’re scared that science is totally correct and is the only paradigm the world needs. You’re afraid that if you don’t claim some corner or scrap of what scientific observation has that you will lose what seems to be an age-old war. But let me assure you of something. If you continue to attempt “God of the gaps” tactics, you will run out of credibility before you even run out of gaps. And then you will lose. Which is a shame because the world honestly needs spirit. It needs wonder. It needs to bathe in the sea of experience.
So please, read this and repeat after me because we will all be better for it if we understand that suspending experience in blissful wonder is really what we’re mostly meant to do: “simply observing that I am is enough to validate my soul.” There, you can release all that anxiety now.
Awareness, which causes all illusion, cannot be one. the mystery of consciousness is uncrackable because the mystery is a facet of consciousness itself Split a knife blade with its own edge More soonly than you perceive the perceiver
Aware one, call me by name, and we shall be called I I am the perceiver of the great tome And the protagonist thereof My narrative is the Universe and all things Fold into its pages Aware one, take me by the hand and give me will So I may read my manuscript and live my role
You are the genie in a lamp of self-imposed limitation. You are the star if you decide to shine. You are the one in a million clover. You are the well, deep and ready to quench a thirst. To do is to grant yourself the wish, and your wish is your command.
The “Other” is this nebulous whisper, an amorphous anonymous, and is in our minds always strange, odd, and wrong. Learn to associate the “other” with the reality of a conscious and perceiving individual or set of individuals. The failure to see that “other” has a perspective and a validation for the same is the cause of so much wrong thinking. Remove your false biases and don’t spend precious energy that could be solving problems identifying problems that aren’t there, like the idea that the “other” is some moronic dimwit that must be educated to some higher universal truth.