To my most certain knowledge
Housed in these actuals of experience
I witnessed nobleness
which may have had equal in the past
but never the widespread density.
Never was mankind
So beautiful.
These mechanics stand
in the friends I shall not meet,
they should know the opinion
of one objective human
who with hope intact
saw what transpired.
What took place was against
the great yearning of human need,
against the nobleness of spirit
trapped in the flesh.
And in this, individual slander
was never more rampant.
Never was prospect
more supremely near
to the goal mankind has so deeply yearned.
The noise of each two minute
silence was soul deafening
in decibels of deceptions
and double and treble
thinking was being offered
as simplitity
and simplicity was being suppresssed
earlier and earlier.
Add to this chaos,
the actuals of reality demanded
more and more of the time
needed for just being.
June unfair
A skirted flair
The mayoress there
Boys clowned in relief
Children of belief
Shone happiness.
All of us cross roads to the point where at a certain state what we decide
or is decided for us is crucial to our well being and the world outside
uses us, by one means or another. It seeks to persuade by persuasion or
demands or even both. At this point it is so easy, because of our
fragility and the fact that we are sometimes hostile to our very own peace
of mind, to cast the die in a direction where the joy of living is
unwittingly forfeit. To put it down to chance or persuasion is all too
easy. Often it is described as instinct but this is only part of the
truth. There is within each one a radar force of awareness deep within a
consciousness which at the most makes us but custodian of the attribute of
sensitivity. Through trust this is neither master or servant, though
through use it can grow into a citadel linked to life. Life is as
constant as its unfolding, in its service, and the utter joy of being
lives in all its unfolding and while alone the inner senses know different
and all we do, confirms this unfolding blessing of being. Therefore at
these crossroads where all come, consult this deeper sense and our
relationship to life itself. Then do we begin to live. It is a superb
alliance of extreme self trust which uplifts to a point we risk no fear to
betray ourselves to ourselves, then to all of life itself.
Motive transforms what was ordinary to something of far more substance,
making the journey part of arrival too.
It is though, that which went before gives all it can to uphold the
preciousness of life to use for yourselves and other beings.