Tag: purpose

Worlds and Words Compressed

 

“I think we are worlds compressed into human form.”
— Jeanette Winterson

 

Stars, worlds and words made flesh
and set into orbit
We are so much more than we believe
and oft so different too
Significant in our potential
more so than in what we present
both to ourselves and others.
To transcend form and function
to free the worlds, nay the stars that we are
is the aim
tho not if we lose sight of why we compressed ourselves here in the first place.
The lessons we came here to learn and the interactions we need to have.
Besides that purpose its all smoke and mirror games
we dream up to keep it interesting.

 

Funny, I misread Ms. Winterson’s quote originally saying that “we are words compressed into human form” and I rather liked that notion. We are all the word made flesh, the spirit cloaked in matter. We recreate ourselves with words all of the time, accruing stories and carrying them around like the Ancient Mariner and his albatross. Of course we have the freedom to change our stories at any time but not that primal word that we manifest. I tend to believe that that word is our purpose and on some level it is the quest of each of us to find it.

 

Blessings, G

 

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Star ChamberStar Chamber by G A Rosenberg

 

Caught Up in the MachineCaught Up in the Machine by G A Rosenberg

Leaf and Star

 

“Most people…are like a falling leaf that drifts and turns in the air, flutters, and falls to the ground. But a few others are like stars which travel one defined path: no wind reaches them, they have within themselves their guide and path.”
― Hermann Hesse

 

May I be both star and leaf? Leaf floats on the wind and follows gravely down. Yet for a moment it is borne away from any life it could have imagined for itself as if in defiance of the universe itself on a flight to who knows where. It does not fall as much as is carried in joy.
May I also be a star following a course and shining so bright. I have purpose direction and a conscious awareness that dwarves all. Both star and leaf, ephemeral and constant. Yet is there something of which the star itself is but a leaf in comparison? What connection to wisdom that would be.
Blessings, G

 

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Image of Crowley Over K2 MountainImage of Crowley Over K2 Mountain by G A Rosenberg

 

Gone FissionGone Fission by G A Rosenberg

Oracular Vernacular by G A Rosenberg

I ask for direction
you give me dissection
of paths traveled thus far
and lines from the zohar
or some other strange text
i don’t want to reflect
but to move on
I need to groove on
what you have said

and yet in reflection
I see the deflection
of all that was keeping me
chained up, instead of free
such trivial woes
I know how I need to go
but to move on
I need to grove on
what you have said

I’ve been taken within
I know how I can win
my spirit  has seen a way
I can fight off this malaise
where doesn’t matter much
It’s more how I feel and touch
but to move on
I need to grove on
what you have said