The Physical World: An Illusion And A Gigantic "Inkblot"

 To you I have a form, at most a mirage,

and so am I shaped in a design which

every one else see differently, tall to the

short, small to the tall, ugly to the pretty

and yes, handsome to the ugly, much

as I do everyone else:  Like love is blind!

 

A point of view is many times a polarity,

designed to cause confusions, for we

are always "right" and not "wrong" each

in our own peculiar way; it's all because

appearances deceive as the constantly

round earth presenting itself as "flat."

 

Ah, it's what magicians in our midst do,

capitalizing to the hilt on what they dangle

before our gullible eyes, winds blowing

in mild misdirection, like moths drawn

to the light!  And thus does magic, the

illusion, plays its tricks, the hoax of all.

 

Lucky, then, are those born without sight

because they could see the primeval in

the torch of their soul and no sun rises

on their spiritual horizon where the realm

is eternally lit.  And they see all colors of

the spectrum, angels in their own temple.

 

See me as I see you, one and the same

the physical relativity distorts, a derelict

home to poor migrant souls and a grave

to false divergent beliefs of organic waste.

No more "good," no more "evil" preached

or invented.  They are inkblots of the mind!

 

August 5, 2012

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