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There are times when I walk down the street, and the meaning of the entirety of existence, it seems to seep into my being, spontaneously, without effort; for the meaning of life, it is like the liquid that is not liquid, a mercurial mystery that comes when it is not sought, but is brought to conciousness in the dreamtime like states, that lay hidden but accessible, in the chambers of everyone's blessed third eye. At those times, I feel my feet shuffling beneath the Earth, and I feel a connection, a cosmic circuit formed between myself and the core of the planet, and the sentience of the greatness of the universe, it starts to seep effortlessly into my mind. In this special time of conciounsness, I see every ray of light refracted amongst canopys of trees, I see peoples thoughts reflected in their eyes, as the light of the sun illumniates their thougthful gazes, lost yet somehow seeking humanity, in the places they know not where to look, so that their humanity, they may finally find. In this striding upon the Earth, I came to realize that at times, we must strive to be more than human, to accomplish what can be done only through spirit, to access that domain of evolution that is beyond human, if even for just one day, so that we may heal others, so that we may surpass the misery that is sometimes laid upon us, day by day by day. One day though, in this wandering, in this cosmic pondering of self, I came to realize that simply being human, it is sometimes what is needed to be more than those around us, to reach out not across the universe, but across the street, to help an elderly lady cross the way, to let our heart reach out to a lover and simply LISTEN, when she weeps and tells us what troubles her soul that day. On that day, I felt more than human by being simply human, I felt like I surpassed myself by simply being myself, and I grew to realize that karma, God, the comsos, whatever you may call it, lies in the small details of life, that pass by day to day, so for tonite, to be more than anyone else has ever been to the coming of this night ...I think that I will simply be ...human... Copyright © 2010 Robert Matejko
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