when all is gone there is Everything

[Guest guest]

Long ago I dreamed about the quests of gods and their epic battles, and then I awoke, and it was gone.

I remember a nightmare about inquisitions, and then I awoke, and it was gone.

Then I dreamed about dreamers in foreign lands that died for their dreams, and then I awoke, and it was gone.

I remember a nightmare about guillotines and then I awoke, and it was gone.

I remember a nightmare about gulags and iron-curtains and then I awoke, and it was gone.

I remember a nightmare in which a glut called wealth feasted on pollution, poverty, disease and starvation, and then I awoke, and it was gone.

Then I dreamed about the laughter that turned memories into thoughts so that nightmares could be dreams.

And now that these dreams and laughter are all gone

I am still the same untouchable and thoughtless Silence

Of unfathomable and timeless JOY

Called NOW.

 

OM shanti shanti shanti

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