Illuminating companions
The blinding light of illumination has made me see what I’ve known was there all along. The darkness was comfort. It hid what I didn’t want to look at. Now I see it and I have resolved to deal with it for good, to have dominion over it, to remove it. It’s not going to hide with its insidious hunger and eat away slowly all that is important to me.
It’s why I lived in a virtual surreality. Now the light is comfort.
Thank you to the bearer of that light. The light is burning hot to begin with but as it diffuses throughout the darkness, it becomes a warm, welcoming glow. The initial pain is replaced with happiness. The image of the bearer of the light is with me forever.
I didn’t realise you were such a spiritually oriented person. Now knowing this I would be remiss if I didn’t let you know of a path that has brought much light into my life. You can find information about this here: http://www.quanyinonline.com/about/
A colleague.
Comment by Anonymous — March 2, 2007 @ 12:00 am
The Lesson
I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live
Comment by Anonymous — March 2, 2007 @ 12:00 am