He was

by louma   Apr 4, 2006


He felt as though he were wandering in the forests of the sea bottom, lost in a monstrous world where he himself was the monster. He was alone. The past was dead, the future was unimaginable.
Always the eyes watching you and the voice enveloping you. Asleep or awake, working or eating, indoors or out of doors, in the bath or in bed-no escape. Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimeters inside your skull.
He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear. But so long as he uttered it, in some obscure way the continuity was not broken. It was not by making yourself heard but by staying sane that you carried on the human heritage.
His mind slid away into the labyrinthine world. To know and not to know, to be conscious of complete truthfulness while telling carefully constructed lies, to hold simultaneously two opinions which cancelled out, knowing them to be contradictory and believing in both of them, to use logic, to repudiate morality while laying claim to it, to forget, whatever it was necessary to forget, then to draw it back into memory again at the moment when it was needed, and then promptly to forget it again, and above all, to apply the same process to the process itself- that was the ultimate subtlety: consciously to induce the act of hypnosis you had just performed.
Believing that insanity was trying things over and over again and expecting different results, he found that there\'s a fine line between genius and insanity which he has erased. When he did good, he feels good; when he does bad, he feels bad. That was his religion. He was not a member of any Christian Church, is true; but he has never denied the truth of the Scriptures; and he has never spoken with intentional disrespect of religion in general, or of any denomination of Christians in particular. He thought that the best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature.
The great teachings unanimously emphasize that all the peace, wisdom, and joy in the universe are already within him; he doesnâ??t have to gain, develop, or attain them. He is like a child standing in a beautiful park with his eyes shut tight. He doesn\'t need to imagine trees, flowers, deer, birds, and sky; he merely needs to open his eyes and realize what is already here, who he really is -- as soon as he quit pretending he\'s small or unholy.

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  • 17 years ago

    by unique

    This poem is good

    can u read and comment my poems.. i would appreciate it