Sunday, March 30, 2014

Retrieval Process

I've been having a hard time with electronic housekeeping lately and didn't want to lose more stuff.

Chant

A young village boy approached an elder
Asking for advice, 'How does one address God?'
The elder looked upon the young one
He said nothing but beckoned
The boy followed

The elder walked well away from the village
Stripped himself before the boy
Danced naked in the sands of the desert
All the while chanting nonsense
The boy left clueless

The next week the boy approached again
The elder beckoned him forward
The pair came upon the well
The elder dropped his loin cloth and pissed
Happily around the well

The boy was confused
He asked, 'Why are you so foul?'
The old man shit in his hand
Made dolls and balls
Threw the shit high into the air

The boy was distraught
He asked, 'Why do you poison us?'
The elder then milked himself
Rubbed his seed upon his body
The boy cried out in anger without words

The elder left the boy
Saying only three words
His back unbent
Filth covered body, eyes bright
'God, please forgive.'

An Explanation

My late night practice
Enhanced as usual by ancient medicine
I was enthralled, taken in, and flew away
Vision expanded, such a high vantage
I was given knowledge and power
Over things far beyond me
It take others decades
To even consider such an act
I jumped in with both feet
The pool was like fire in my mind
Its waters like vacuum
Deepest lake of fire and ice
I shouted loud, disturbed the resting
Those dwellers of the deep
Listened to such piteous wailing
They offered rest, just breathe deeply
I breathed in great gasps and drowned
There I was shown how to love
Without thought or consideration
I spun wildly, triangle to circle, square to cube
Cube to sphere, sphere to torus, torus to disc, unknown shapes
On, and on, around and up, in and out
Then called to and came to me a sphere
I spun with great intent
My cube self is not a cube
My sphere self is not a sphere
I showed the sphere how to extend
Change, do this! Challenge your shape!
Tentatively the sphere opened
We met and joined, it was beautiful
Immortal seeds planted, both spheres gone
One capsule where once there were two
When finally pulled from such a lake
I was drowned but again breathing the thin air
This air is lacking, filthy, and nigh on lifeless
Gone what once was and ever transformed
Ah my Love, you were not conscious of this
You have been there many times though
We will be there again, together