Tomorrow & Tomorrow

[Guest guest]

Good morning?

Come on Buttercup, get-up --get-up

and meet the Sun~~~ half-way.~~~~

The world grows smaller every day, and for everything

there is a price to pay. I've paid my dues, I've sang the Blues,

what more have I got to lose?

From Kamandu to Timbuctu I've been trudging along the road

carrying a heavy load, looking for a place to unload.

( It must be here ) ha!

Watching TV can sure get depressing at times. People killing

people, people saving people, old people dying, babies crying.

Young people crying, children dying. Darkness and Light.

Its been a crazy week, from hot lava exploding and flowing from

a peak in Iceland to the flooding in Mozambique. Why I even saw

a woman in a tree, out of reach of raging waters, give birth to a

baby, while hanging on for dear life. So much strife in this life.

But the very fact that the name of the angel of evil is Lucifer, the

light-bearer, suggests that there might be something formative and

creative in becoming conscious of one's own evil principle, or dark

side, or innate rascality. Is it entirely a question of bringing a bright

light and a scrubbing-brush to clean the darkness out?

All contemporary work in psychotherapy suggests a very different

attitude; to become so conscious of one's own selfishness that one

begins to know what it is actually seeking to penetrate the central-core

of self-love.

Like the advice of the Arabian Gnostic Monoimus; " Learn whence is

sorrow and joy, and love and hate, and waking though one would not,

and sleeping though one would not, and getting angry though one

would not, and falling in love though one would not. And if thou shouldst

closely investigate all these things, thou wilt find God in thyself, one &

many, just as the atom; thus finding from thyself a way out of thyself. "

For by the principle of polarity we should find far down at the roots of

the love of self, the love of the other. Not to see that these two are

inseparable is ignorance and unconsciousnesses, but seeing this the

opposition is transcended.

Then it becomes clear that self and the other are the terms in which

love plays hide-and-seek with itself and the wheel is set in motion.

From the begining, I played the " Game of Tag " with Life, and I have

been " IT " ever since. Whata ya gonna do? ha!

Regards

S.C.