Your Offering

There’s no way out

And there are two ways to process that fact,

With terror

Or

Joy

They only thing that is clear is that we don’t know.

What amazing depth of absurdity made real.

You really must laugh.

To only know that you don’t know.

The only answer is the question.

In a world built for and by those who reject the eternal internal.

It’s like we’re living on a vast frozen lake

The thin sheet, our only understanding, the ground.

Unexplored depths lie beneath

Magic lies beneath

And peace

But it doesn’t lie in the water as much as it lies in the awareness of the thin sheet and what it covers.

Baby steps.

Why trust these words?

Do you feel them?

Do you feel these words?

Do they speak to, illuminate

The secrets underneath you

Below your thin sheet.

Have you embraced your death?

Have you glimpsed the limitations of your mind

Have you seen the limitations of man’s mind made real in the world?

I know what it is to be hungry for more, for the sake of more.

You only have one gift to give and it is eternal and not dependent.

It is your offering

And it’s your sole purpose to discover and to give it.

And that, my loves, is everything.