I hope that other like-minded individuals will read my humble expressions on various subjects and gain something of benefit
The Heavens and Earth are the works of one maker and by closely observing the nature of both we see that they are one and the same, just as we see that the Earth came from the Heavens and is composed of the same elements, we see that humans and animals both come from the Earth and are composed of the same elements namely fire, water, air, and earth or dense matter.
We are a part of the Earth but equally a part of the Heavens just as a man or woman is a part of their mother, they are equally a part of their grandmother, and just as when a child is developing in the womb of its mother all of the needs of the embryo are supplied by the mother.
All of the nourishing qualities necessary to sustain and provide growth to the unborn child are inherent in its habitat (the womb) and when it emerges it is further provided by its mother in the form of milk, such is nature applied to all the children of the Earth.
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The cycle continues
When one cannot attain the object he covets he should then covet his attainments, gently I walked a path trodden by the aimless and could not conduct myself in any way other than abasement.
What I seek continually flees from me, yet the thought of it became my constant companion and eventually my adversary, and until the burden on my back and chest and what beats in between is relieved I pray I may not seek that which is fleeting.
The alternation of days brought me further away from a meaningful objective; I became a subject of my own inclination a continuation without direction.
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Those that left before me
When I have died my dearest apologies extend to those who felt sorry for me, so out of pity sing and dance over me because I have transitioned to an existence free from enmity, I'm living when grief and pain no longer worry my being, may I radiate happiness while my relatives rejoice in my company.
We have earthly bodies and heavenly minds, my consciousness transcended the perimeters of my mind when my body becomes buried through the weariness of time, may my breath flow through the blood of my descendants.
To those that love me I ask for no thanks for the good I gave and for my mistakes I ask for forgiveness, my ancestors shined light upon me and I'm a reflection of the past, I seen through eyes already closed and by feeling became guided in my path.
Up from the ground
How the root gives purpose to the plant which it comforts with stability, the root with likeness to my soul holding my form up from beneath, in turn the world may behold the blooming that’s made visible by the essence of life's fertility.
I revert to my root when life becomes cold and my reserves of energy grow empty, and ascend from my origin when life's light shines upon what I see.
The root and the earth that encompasses it are indeed inseparable entities, the supreme source of existence and the soul which sprung forth from it as a miniscule component can be seen as the soil and root of my being in its totality.
So behold how the plant is the likeness of me as the eye perceives, now I convey the abundance of source, matter, and spirit in hopes that the root of the seedling may become uplifted.
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When I know now
If I know fulfillment of desire with no substance, afterward I know destruction, I recognized reality when my eyesight malfunctioned, because illusion tempted me dulled my senses and lessened my proficiency.
I arrayed myself in luminous garments, extended gentility and covered my harshness, I walk aright either in prosperity or hardship, I questioned with truth those who knew and sincerely hope the above words be proven as true.
If I know truth gratitude follows, I see my ends and mean to bring good for tomorrow, yesterday I was unthought-of, today I relinquish my environments product.
When water breaks
One cannot tell the depth of the sea by studying its surface, when I began to see life my eye sight lost all outward purpose.
If I found what I seek I fear it may leave me quickly, just as in death the breath leaves the body.
I'm dependent upon a collective mass of flesh within the structure of my chest which bears down on me often.
When each one of us becomes deceased we pray the essence of our memory will provide our descendants with peace.
Whatever proceeds from the womb is deposited in the depths of darkness; from the darkness of the womb I emerged to see the light of hardship.
