I didn’t write this to argue the point,
Nor do I herein try to tell you how to think,
This is how I believe, a belief system that “may” be quite old,
Or it may be quite new, either way it is right for me,
So on it I am quite sold…
The universe in all its perplexities,
Tends to fold back on itself,
It grows with each passing eon,
We start each life the lowest peon,
We live a life with many complexities…
Through all that we learn,
Our lives progress till no more can we learn,
Then we move onto our next life,
And start all over repeating past mistakes,
Until that time that we don’t have to do retakes…
Life is certainly a cartoon to a buffoon. And we are not even a knat's eyelash in an expanding or folding back universe. As for coming back in another life, only as molecules to be used by various life forms, kinda like fertilizer. ;-)
But you certainly have good intentions and you are not starting at zero in this life.
There is a lot of reality here, Ed, but like you told me tonight, that Santa or somebody(Jesus?) was standing next to you and he and you were toking (not your word) together. Some of that drizzled into the lines of this poem . . .
The Double Mirrors and Ones and Zeros theories, by Dylan Tauber. Parallel mirrors in our minds produce a vision of the infinite. Love is all that exists. Free PDF download.
learn the lessons that we need to learn...well
written, ED!
Always,
Deborah
But you certainly have good intentions and you are not starting at zero in this life.
Ron
Regis
Love ya!
Jane