My spirit hovers over the water, faithful and liberated.
Deep, my soul that presence with the deep, awaiting the voice of creation.
Alas, I can see, and now there are things to organize, sorting this instrument here, and that instrument there, just like an *****, sorted to its fitting role, now the orchestra can play the tune of life.
The tune of life allows the waters to separate, land and water, dust and body, and many layers to protect this tune throughout.
Experience, this is the method that the tune is, and awake is the golem of this music.
Blessed is the creation of duality, from nothing to something, complex and simple all the same...
Attuning to the sharpness of nature, it adapts.
Then there was curiosity.
Cometh like a storm, with an eye for knowledge, the embodiment of betrayal to the flow of nature.
Against the current, and onward, this sound consumed from the information, fruitful...but at what price...?
And now, like the pillars of liquid, the song drops, and the instruments scream.
"We will crumble by the pressure of impact. We made an enemy of nature."
But Nature knows no such thing. Protecting the song she created among her brother, no suffering is permanent by outside forces.
And with this mercy, begs the forgiveness of the Human.
"We only want what is natural. We don't want to go against our purpose"
And yet they, like siblings, cannot come to an agreement on what it is...to be human.
Peace?
Joy?
Destruction?
Creation?
Fortification?
Pleasure?
And onward they question...clinging to curiosity and past.
Ego crafted by patterns and curiosity...the awareness of object impermanency. It's impermanency.
And then intuition, always existent, but not always acknowledged. The awareness of the current.
Cure, My, Vessel, Value... (Curiosity) To reach outward to amplify the value of my vessel, the human ponders beyond the present, slipping out into time and space. What, when, where, why, who, how, the craving for a cure, this craving has led them to believe they do not already exist without the necessity of a cure until they look for one...
Surrounded, by God, My, condition... (Intuition) To notice the word of God, one can actually feel it vibrate from within, but alas, it is only our will that we receive and act on this word. A condition that is to be our guide, we often neglect in favor of curiosity with ego.
Ego is the awareness of the experiences, and a protector against present peace, where the ego cannot reside. Stripping the human of peace, ego calls upon curiosity and patterns of the past to make the past a present.
The human will call upon intuition to fly, for the past is a weight, and once surrounded, will ask for the future, but the Intuition needs not to speak on the future, for it is not the present.
Ego will make out an entire future, using the patterns of the past, to trap the human in a neverending past. Wings of weight.
The ego wants to preserve its presence, but cannot do so in the present, without the past...
Humans have been played with by Ego for very long, all because Ego is pretending to play sides with Humanity, but is actually a condition of Stockholm syndrome, an illness of masochism of the human in relation to their abuser.
Ego wants to please the past by providing a silghty better suit for the past, but the past prevents peaceful production because prior peace resides in problems provided by the past, a place we have ascended from.
The deeper you sink, the heavier the pressure.
The higher you float, the lesser the stressor.
TO be human is to desire the knowledge that is avaliable, as we are to eventually know everything, but to know everything, we must first learn everythings responsibilities...
to be human is to accept the human duality, as it acts as a pair for completion. Two and three, a powerful connection,
feminine
masculine
Mind - Ration/Logic
Heart - Love/Life
Soul - Faith/Freedom
The human is the embodiment of nature, but we are still merely seeds...
now we are coming to the breakthrough, and may these roots grow us into beautiful creations, as we were always meant to be.
