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VxPoem ID: 32544
Category:
pagan_spirituality
Posted: April 2nd. 2008 11:03:04 PM
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Journey of My Soul, Part One
by Eromeus
Age Group: Adult
Journey of My Soul
This was once the time for Awakening,
the time in which the raptured Soul first learned of her existence,
thinking herself illumined, as one of the most High.
As Deity, borne into existence, true reality,
seeing more than just the surface of being for the First time.
Before this things were vastly complicated, making the
Toil of day-to-day life as a Millstone round her neck,
pulling her ever deeper into the all-encompassing
Darkness that was Life, at least as she knew of it.
Yes, Ma'am, No Ma'am, Yes sir, no sir,
Please, thank you, sorry, and you are most Welcome;
they ceased to be. What indeed are pleasantries if you have no
True understanding for them? What mean they if they
have no substance to the orator of them? This she pondered,
in order to fully Understand what it was that she was in this life for.
What is existence? What is God? Does it exist? Do I exist!?
What am I then, because 'I think, therefore I am'?
Can you Answer her cries for knowledge? For Love? For TRUTH??
Then do not give her any advice for she must learn on her own,
even if she does not know it. But this too was in the past.
She dotted her T's, crossed her I's, and still she was not fulfilled.
How can she be fulfilled in a world where nobodybut her seeks
for the same kinds of answers. They all like sheep have gone astray, they have
turned everyone to their own wayward ways, following
the Societal 'Norms', so-called.What then is Normal?
Can you tell her? For she cannot even begin to comprehend
what normal means, except through the cracked,
rose-colored glasses that were knocked from her face.
Or if she were to put on, once more, the helmet of ignorance,
the lead hooves of the happy pig.
She has not found the Truth, but she Knows it is not
Found in what the Puppetscall 'truth'. It is merely the
reflection off of the Looking Glass, and they have
yet to brave past its shimmering surface,
because they Stand, unmoving, so far away, like statues
awaiting for the Light from the other side to shine upon them,
when in fact it is barely out of their reach, like a Carrot on a string,
it taunts them to the uttermost. All they have to do is take just one
Step towards the Burning, fiery Brightness, and they
will taste an Everlasting Ecstasy that is beyond description.
Author's Notes: Existential poem I wrote when contemplating what it is like to awaken to the idea that there is something beyond the self.
Author's Location: Kingsport, Tennessee
More Poems: Eromeus has posted 2 additional poems- View them?
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