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with silence
the final remedy
our drop of life
returns to
the oceanic
our finality
becomes
our beginning
:
:
life living
for revelations
for realizations
the light is full
and its power
soft and quiet
comforting our
weaknesses
into the placid
reflection of truth
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Hour after hour of sitting aboard the airplane speeding thru the cloud cover that blanketed most of the U.S., the constant but sure drone of the left engine became a mantra of monotony for staying afloat 36,000 feet above the distant surface of Earth, patterned more uniquely than I could ever imagine. Has anyone ever explored those deep ravines and canyons cut into the land far from any highways or even dirt roads that we have called Wyoming or Utah... perhaps another Olduvai Gorge holding the ancient remains of some creature yet undreamed of that walked this area and fed off the fauna somewhere in the distant past.
The landscape is large, far larger than our population crammed into tight spaces, desperately fighting for our existence in areas we call cities which harbor the vast amount of we humans, moreso on the coastal regions. Perhaps the oceans still lull us into that consciousness from where our distant ancestors crawled up on the shores and evolved into air breathing creatures.
But it is the silent isolation of the Western desert areas that still clings tightly to our search for whatever it is that brings on the search... our wondering and wandering ways that spread our species across the globe. But we still don't know it all. We never will but are constantly assured of discovery. The mysteries are far, far greater than we will ever know but it's that search that drives us and insists upon survival.
Discovery of our world, our environment, our possibilities ensures that we will always have something to keep us going and knowing. We are, if nothing less certain, curious creatures that depend upon our mind to continue searching deeper and further to answer our questions. Questions... even the word insists upon the 'quest' to answer that which we don't yet know.
The very land we walk upon, the mysteries that lie beyond the next mountain, the unknowns below the surface of the seas and the planets in our Solar neighborhood and far, far beyond... all that and so much more to keep us on our quest to simply know. We don't ask for much more but to know. However, knowing is ceaseless... or so it seems.
We search within for more answers about ourselves, (why? what? where? who? when? how?), as if we don't have enough questions to find answers for.
We have to take breaks from our quests, our personal discoveries, no matter what they may be. Over six billion of us, all with needs to survive, all with questions seeking answers, all in need, all with desires... do we all contribute to the knowledge pool in some way or another? Certainly! To think otherwise is not to give seriousness to the question. But our break from all this hu'man living we participate in requires the eventual return to the Golden Silence... the "shhhh'ness" where we are able to restore our haggard selves.
Most use the state of sleep to re-energize the body, the most natural and easy method of regaining our focus. But some time spent in personal contemplation, meditation or prayer is an added bonus for the practitioners. This methodology is entered into while awake and further awakens our Self which so often gets buried or ignored in favor of so many other distractions on our quests to know. While asleep our dream state does not question but rather performs without question... the meditative state has the ability to transcend the question and answer state which takes us to the Silence from where we began and shall return. This is the most restorative method that aids body, mind, spirit, bringing the trinity into Oneness, where Silence holds all Truth, without question...
cecil
25 october 2009
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