Like Lent
Kneeling before the errors of a previous moment in time.
Changing prose to poetry and dis junction to rhyme
Again and
Again
Finding
YOU
In the mix
Finding IT as the fix
As some thing
In YOU and
For YOU
Through me
With us
Getting our kicks and
Taking our licks
While the clock ticks
Out
The rhythm
From a dark, quiet space
Within the experience of
Silence
Terror
Hatred
Anger
Love and
Repentance
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The spirituality of playing games is the means by which the soul matures in the solitary journey
“IT” travels on the way to finding a YOU with WHOm said soul can live forever.
“IT finds YOU”
The beloved finds the BelovED ,
The BEloved finds the BElover:
being-for-itself* finds being-in-itself*
and vice versa.
IT is the dance of the soul with the Present which IT is given (by (all of) YOU)
So YOU is revealing ITself and Loving ITself at the same time.
BEloved and BElover become ONE and GoOD is NOW: a Present with which and with whom we can live alone forever.
Then and only then do we find an other (YOU) (ganz andere) (total Other) worthy of our death,
Then we can and we will die properly.
202112121800 Fiat mihi. Ancilla Domini. Hineni! Hineni!
Thanksgiving is the greatest grace and blessing for the spiritual and physical health of any pilgrim pace intent on a heavenly goal. IT together with YOU is the face meant for the Eternal date of the soul.
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I was never true friend to YOU.
How could I be?
What with all of my hiding?
Hiding in dark places and
Playing there with others
Seeking to do the same.
YOU were only the One
WHO
For a few brief moments
Took from me
The nagging
Remembrance of the
Shame and
The ragging tagging of the
Blame game.
That sounds like
Jesus
Christ!
What a friend
By any name.
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The only life that can or will be true after wandering through IT Alone is the listening for every cue and the searching of every clue for the likes of YOU hiding in the silent darkness.
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How many moments in the end will turn out to have been false, how many will have been eternal and true must be the difference between the moment’s intention: was IT lost in ITs self or in YOU,
And the solution must lie in the sense of a mystery where every moment is realized as the clue: is IT staying for more than just a space in time or is IT simply leading us through ITs self back to YOU.
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Prayer is
At its simplest:
Finding the
Darkness, the
Silence or the
Solitude
To BE this moment,
Now
Stranger
Stranger to myself, like
Death and preoccupation with the
Health of the soul which
I trust will live forever.
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PS I trust because I believe
I believe because
NOthing lasts forever
Except
YOU