By: The Fool

The Fool — Sat, 20 Oct 2007 02:47:53 +0000

Spirituality is when I am lost in the darkest room,
I can hear a heartwarming tune.
The notes come close and light up nothing,
I start running, but my position won’t change.
The lights are strange, showing me where I need to go,
And without words, pitch or tone silent notes tell me what I need to know.
A window forms, I see a green mountain and a river;
Stepping stones appear on the water.
Clouds greet me and call me their daughter,
And I say to them “I am not a woman, I am a man”
They reply with demands; “stand and hold out your hand.”
It turns into sand that falls onto the stones.
All that’s left is bones, but as the wind blows
I see that the grains were pain, it begins to rain,
Exotic white flowers sprout from my finger tips,
And the crème color of my skeleton was actually snow.
I’m on top of it then the clouds blow by,
I look down and notice two things:
My feet are the sky,
And my hands are miles high.
“…Why?”
“Are you a man?” they ask.
As I bask in the infinity of my existence,
And laugh at the stupidity of my resistance,
I am compelled to answer:
“No… I am your daughter.”

By: slartybartfast

slartybartfast — Fri, 19 Oct 2007 12:28:23 +0000

To me, spiritually is a step on the path to complete knowingness.
Spirituallity is expoitable.
Once you know this there is no need for it.

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