Immortality is
really the crux of it now isn’t it;
The immortal soul in
fresh casings
The glittering
barter of monk’s mead and meditative currency
The kowtow bow-down
and the sycophantic ego
The game-chain of
abortion is about when the seed starts
The earned chip of
the immortal soul forged
The miraculous
biogenesis of sperm and egg
Acquiring a totem
for the toll of heaven’s gate
If the body is but a
vehicle of flesh dynamic
This atomic
transposition perpetual, cellular shed and replenish indifferent
To the soul’s
attachment acting not as us (for there is no us)
Only an everything from
which our ego demands segmentation
In exchange for a
parceled immortal soul
For in this is the
paradox
A theistic god is
the worship of the ego
The universal
consciousness demands nothing
Worship is foolish
barter with the idea of self
To grant passage
into paradise or perdition
Rather than presence
in what is
As the atomic
permits perception of the constant oneness
Never beginning,
distant, or ceasing
So that all attempts
to journey towards earning in biological paradigm
Ignore the very
thing existence is, that we are, that being is
This concept of
immortality as an organic finish line and divine start
Obliterates in the
gazing of the now comprehending we are here
Caked under layered
veils the first of which is the mind’s creation of the immortal soul
So that we must be
us, to us, and in the ego’s annihilation our participation in existence ends
Bullocks! One was
never awarded an angel’s pinned lottery ticket of immortality
Inside like a
glowing sphere of consciousness, one is possibility in the atomic and love in
the universal
These are the scales
on which existence balances.
So it is this notion
of in-uterus progeny and soldiers massacred in toil
The maddening cries
for ration, control, and why god of malignant insurgent cancerous bodies
These structured
webs of ill comprehension dissolve in understanding the immortal soul
And its parent in
the ego have never existed but in the manifestation of perception misnamed as
consciousness in the boot start up of the source code of the mind
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