Not everything is at it appears in front of you; sometimes when you look deeper you can see other things...
It’s funny how it happens, and you never see it coming where the one thing merges with the other to be but a grain of sand in the blowing winds of time, but oh what music can be made then.
“We have much to learn,” said the words of wisdom to us where the winds were blowing many things our way again.
“Do not read this or else,” said the sign swinging back and fore in the wind.
The heavy doors of a hard place were closed against us as is the way of heavy doors; but we were not in a panic, not yet awhile, and maybe not at all...it was old news that we were breaking up from.
So we broke the bridge back, because we’d almost made it out of there and found our talking not so pure to break free of what we were trying to talk our-self out of.
How many circles must we endure before we can escape? We wanted to know.
We’d gone through most of the stages: anger, depression, acceptance, brown rice and free speech and now we were working on our wings and wondering how many innocents must die for this war.
The outline of darkness is a distraction and is not easily seen naturally, but it can come when you’re looking the other way.
Light on the other hand is deep and after the veils have been released it becomes available, though sometimes you have to fight your way to it, that is, you have to focus away from the distractions to accept it.
The innocents of this war are the things that get left behind so you can travel easily and not be weighed down; so that when you get there you’re ready.
It’s always a good thing to be ready, for things can change in an instant and if the tendrils of things are still attached to you then you can only go as far as they will stretch and then you will bounce back.
The epic turbulence of this is exhaustion when you’re in the fight and so a good supply of endurance is needed to keep going until you’ve made it.
Turning back is not really an option for if you’ve made it this far then everything behind you will be but a shadow of however you dreamed it, and in the constant changing only the thirst will be real.
Or so the book of enlightenment would have you believe; but if it is all an illusion, then what is there to believe that’s real?
As we said this out loud while sitting on the steps in the square of our understanding, a crowd of thoughts began to build up to listen and form around us.
Maybe they were interested in enlightenment, or maybe they had nothing better to do and wanted to see what we were selling.
The thing about crowds is that they can turn on you. So you have to be careful of what you say; but if it happens, the free flow can stop and you’re left making a speech or preaching which we really weren’t interested in doing.
So we slowly backed up towards the gate in the wall of our dreams and the crowd followed us.
They say there’s seven billion on the world and half are women, so when one woman who was a right vision came up to us we thought: “Ah, one of the three and a half billion.”
So she said to us: “What are you running from?”
This seemed most profound but we had not much time to dwell on it as the crowd pressed in and began murmuring the usual things that crowds murmur: “Give us our money back, pay us what you owe.”
We didn’t owe them anything because we hadn’t taken anything from them, but a crowd is a crowd and as crowds go this one was not untypical of them.
So we scarpered, again, through the hole in the wall of our dreams and dashed into a temple to hide and found Lord Ganesh covered in flowers. We left a coin by his feet, as you do when meeting Lord Ganesh and continued on.
Later that day and after dark we looked into the crystal ball and saw a huge free flow of abundance coming on the wind towards us and after double checking to be sure, we broke open a bottle of wine to celebrate.
They say you should be careful of what you ask for. But if you don’t get what you keep asking for then it seems you’re not being answered and you get to thinking: what’s the point of asking for anything.
But occasionally something does come, but by the time it does you’ve forgotten how you went about the asking of it.
They also say you should be grateful before, during and on receiving of what you have asked for, but we find that a step too exotic for us.
We guess you have to have a good bit of experience about being grateful; mostly it is getting what we need when we need it and it’s hard to be grateful when you’re in survival mode all the time.
So when we saw all the bounty floating our way we were over the moon and wondering how far we could make it stretch and would there be enough to give some as well.
We looked harder into the crystal ball and began to see the wall of dreams dissipating into the Maya of illusion, so we shut down and just blindly hoped it wasn't for real.
That damn wall of dreams, never doing what we expected of it.
Lord Ganesh kept popping into our head and we thought: was it a clue? We needed a clue. We’d have to retrace our steps back to the hole in the wall and find the temple again if we wanted to make another offering.
Well, why not? And this time we’d leave two coins and see what happens.
What would be different if we had a lot of money? Well, there would be hotels with room service for a start, and first class travel where we could put our feet up, and perhaps an assistant to help out with the paperwork and keep the machinery oiled.
But we do believe that after a while of that we’d be back to pushing the stone to the top of the hill, for when all’s said and done this world is a place of hills and walls where crowds converge to make noise and complain.
The only quiet place we can find is within us, in those moments we are alone with our most precious self and can be in peace inside.
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Y es que basta con hacer una pausa en el agitado mundo del comsumismo y darnos cuenta de lo solitario que se siente el SER porque ya no viajamos a su interior, dejandolo solo a toda hora, al vaiven de las turbulencias de la existencia. Le felicito wales por su hermosa reflexión
Gracias
Peace from within is easier.
Pushing a stone uphill, with many hills to follow...
Good read on jotting down thoughts and putting them forward.
Thanks, it's what I do
dear @wales,
great post!
Thanks, sometimes they turn out that way