Sunday, 19 March 2017

Scribing 37 - Sanctity

The sun beats down on my skin
Hoping to fit its needles of light into my dry stone corpse

There's always a token chainsaw
Someone with a power trip
Someone pretending like they're doing something useful
While they disturb the peace

Yes, it's true
Sometimes chainsaws are necessary

How precious it is to have your own piece of land
In a reasonable quiet place
Spread out, not too affected by people from other realities

How much this world has pushed us away from each other
Our community spirit
Should be so hard and strong

I used to be so angry
I am still at times
But anger has proven to achieve very little productiveness

Anger seems to be the raw energy from which things are made
Not much intellectual thought, at least not an entire spectrum
Can be had while in anger

If you  want someone to talk to
Talk to a tree
Fall in love with tree

When did we make it strange to speak to ourselves
Because it is not equal
Even if you were speaking to something
A person that is near cannot participate
And it is divisive
What is unequal is divisive

Like two people speaking another language in front of a bunch of people that speak something different

Secrets cannot be kept
What is perceived to be achieved through keeping and maintaining secrets is largely an illusion

Everything has a place though
We can toss and turn in bed and stress and strain about everything the world is doing
or what other people are doing
And the world stays the same, the people stay the same

The perspective does not change
Everyone is the same
Everyone is the same

The self chooses different pathways of perception and therefore chooses how reality is created
Perceive light or perceive dark
The common denominator is perception

Selective expression of portions of perception when you can see much more than just one perception
Now that is the definition of being a god amongst sheep

Because the choice of expression, based on the perception you choose to highlight
Creates what you want within the world of thought
Use your powers for good

Let's return to community
Let's see everything as community again

Community is our sanctity

Our precious piece of healing possible for everyone

Community is the answer to all of human's problems

Isolation both inside and out, is the cause



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