Which Isn't Much But Exists

01/05/2007 5:33 AM – 5:57 AM

And the problem inherent in the self that has only self is that, when the self is crushed, all is lost, but if the self is grafted into a larger thing, crushing does not end it. “For if they fall, one will lift up the other.” And though it is by faith alone, these three remain: faith, hope, and love and the greatest of these is love.

There is still tenthousand things to do and I am not too old yet. There is still a place with warm and sunlight. There is still domesticity on a motorcycle and God is not the asshole one can make him out to be. It is to exist and do good. It is to forget fear and sadness and exist in this state of now. There is still a place with warm and sunlight and even this is a part of it. To move from, one must move toward. Let the old self die and turn to dust and the incorruptible self awaken in the morning. Work and be. Head towards. If there is one that exists well alone, godspeed, I am not always him, and so learning, the dust thickens and we move on.

The lesser things fall away and one becomes that which knows the One in One and All in All. The mystery of the world made manifest and the lesser thing forgets itself and we walk toward the open field and the joy of fearless being. The innumerable lines fall across the window and let us then let go and find the world in a shoebox. We are not our one true self, we are our own, bought with a price and then, grafted to the infinite Is, we forget ourselves and become the song of street lamp in the forest, its song heard only by the ears that, inherent to itself, belong to another. We are not alone. We cannot be. Even in the depths, exists that which is his own and, forgiving, forgets. There’s just that which we cannot defend against. Existence exists and we cannot express the whole in this little stream of yellow lit rain. Doesn’t matter. Let it go. We are and we cannot talk the mystery into being. It is and we will run on to the greater day. So let it go. And so we do. By faith alone and yet the greatest is love. All right. Love then.