Guest guest Posted June 18, 2005 Report Share Posted June 18, 2005 Who am I if I am not This Who am I if I know not This Who am I if I am not doing This Who am I if this doing is not This Who am I if I am not Love of This Who am I if I am notThis Knowing Who am I if I am not this Doing Who am I if this doing is not Mine Who am I if this Loving is not in Me Who am I if This is not Love of a simple name I called unto Myself This a Breath unto the Void Who Am I? Anna > Good poem, Anna. Why are we so hypnotized by the word I? Why this compulsion to particularize existence? It's almost as if light desired to know itself without movement. Would still light, be light still? -- The " I " is also another word for " the here and now " of existence, but does the here and now really exist? Existence speeds away as light does, and yet, it wants to catch itself in " the here and know " and that impossible craving is embodied in the word " I. " I, is a cry- " Stop, stop! Here, now! No more going around! Be still, be now, be me! Pete Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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