If we are all of one consciousness Then one man’s suffering is my suffering Another man’s joy is my joy Fear for fear Contentment for contentment So tell me, what are we to feel? Because i feel them all— Every single one of them all at once And it’s for that very reason that I am asking How: Tell me, how does one bare the weight of the whole universe When they’re heart can only beat so fast And their skin is so limited in its capacity for volume
Maybe that’s why there are so many of us All the emotions, experiences of the world Were much to thick, dense, deep for the one consciousness That is us to carry on her own.
And maybe it is when we’re much too connected to this consciousness When we feel so deeply over nothing we experience a living death. And maybe we are much too disconnected When our hearts fall numb to any feeling at all
Maybe the rain, the wind, the clouds And lack thereof is our consciousness’s Beautiful release and expression of her emotion, And maybe she’s just like us Where sometimes she can’t help but feel so so much, Or nothing at all.
A light connects me to you to her to him to the person sitting on the other end of the bus, to that child that just inhaled earth’s air for the first time, to his mother who just labored him into the world, to the ******* the opposite side of the world lying in a field looking up to the same moon and stars as I.