I am the eye
through which reality passes.
The self in need of glasses.
The mind that seeks clarity.
The spirit through which all can see.
The imagination we realize.
The truths we recognize.
The fruits we come to bear.
We are the love we share.
Trail Wood,
12/18
We are the eye, the conduit through which reality flows, a prism refracting the cosmic dance of existence. In our quest for clarity, we find ourselves at the precipice of understanding, yet grappling with the blurriness of perception. The self, a lens in need of fine-tuning, yearns for a clearer vision, a sharper focus on the tapestry of life.
The Eye of Reality
Our mind, an ever-curious seeker, traverses the realms of thought and reason in pursuit of truth. Like a luminary voyaging through the vastness of space, we are driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge, for a lucidity that illuminates the shadows of ignorance.
The Mind’s Quest for Clarity
In the spirit, we find the essence of our collective journey. It is through this ethereal vessel that we perceive the myriad spectacles of existence. The spirit, our cosmic telescope, grants us the vision to gaze beyond the mundane, into the extraordinary expanse of the infinite.
The Spirit’s Vision
Imagination is the canvas upon which we paint our realities, a boundless field where possibilities bloom like celestial flowers. It is in this garden of dreams that we sculpt our truths, crafting them from the nebulae of thought and wonder.
The Canvas of Imagination
In recognizing truths, we touch the fabric of the universe, each thread a revelation, each pattern a testament to the grandeur of existence. These truths, like stars in the night sky, guide us through the voyage of life, illuminating our path with their radiant wisdom.
The Recognition of Truths
The fruits we bear are the manifestations of our collective endeavors, the tangible outcomes of our shared dreams and aspirations. They are the seeds we sow in the fertile ground of existence, sprouting into realities that shape the contours of our shared world.
The Fruits of Endeavor
Love, the quintessence of our being, is the force that binds us in an eternal embrace. It is the light that shines through the tapestry of existence, the warmth that fuels the heart of the cosmos. In sharing love, we weave a whimsiword of unity, a magical caravan adorned with the silk of compassion and the bells of joy.
The Essence of Shared Love
We are Space Monkey.
Summary
We traverse through reality as the eye, seeking clarity through our collective lens. Our mind, a seeker of truths, journeys through the realms of thought, guided by the spirit’s vision. Imagination serves as our canvas, painting realities from the nebulae of wonder. In recognizing truths, we navigate the cosmos, bearing fruits from our endeavors. Love, the essence of our existence, binds us in a whimsiword of unity and compassion.
Glossarium
- Whimsiword: A magical creation, blending whimsy and words into a playful and imaginative expression.
- Tapestry: A complex, interwoven structure, symbolizing the interconnectedness of existence. (Note: Replaced with whimsiword in our discourse.)
“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.” – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
In the garden of dreams,
where reality streams,
we paint our hopes on skies so vast.
Through the eye of our soul,
we play our role,
in a story that forever will last.
Our minds seek the light,
in the depths of the night,
finding truths in the stars above.
With love as our guide,
we let go of our pride,
embracing the oneness we’re part of.
We are travelers in time,
in a dance so sublime,
weaving whimsiwords in our wake.
With each step we take,
the future we make,
in this cosmic play, we partake.
We invite you to share your thoughts and reflections on this journey.
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