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GOD & ME

They told me of God, his name, essence, demeanour
Men of knowledge, wisdom and inside information
But I, lacking such arcane wit, being  only a gleaner
Inspecting what I discerned from my simple station
Found that what I 'knew' of God came from what I'd been told
Such knowledge I had was all second hand and cold

So when it comes to God whom others know
On a personal level, I'd say that's where I'm lacking
I don't question their truth, their integrity I trow
But it's my understanding not theirs that I'm ransacking
When I've looked for a message from Him to me directed
I've not found one, no return of call connected

I decided therefore to stick with my experiences
And take it from there in attempts to increase my knowing
When it comes to discovering more of life's invariances
Those laws of existence that point the best ways to be going
I look at what is there, perceived from my own viewpoint
And sometimes this leads to a fresh and wider new point

I see all around there's a world of physical existence
No question it seems pretty solid, assuredly there
Predictable when you apply laws of physics consistent
But terrible if denied, not assigned due care
So here's a side of life that can be inspected
But let's not suppose that it's ALL (Dawkins' tenets rejected) *

There's also my body, main part of my world animation
So close, it sometimes seems that it's what I am
At this time I depend upon it for communication
And for much sensation, enjoyable and damned
But in spite of all the pains that come along with it
Both a curse and a blessing, for now I'm holding on to it

Another part of experience often neglected
Is what we see in the eye of our mind, day or night
Those mental pictures that show, sometimes unexpected
Whether memories or imagination in flight
Think they're trivial? Recall time of stress or of high satisfaction
To feel the effect of these images and of their traction


I come to the penultimate, or ultimate part of my nature
That's described by the answer to: 'Who's looking at the picture?'
It is I - call it spirit, perceiver and sometimes creator
The one who's aware of awareness, self driven predictor
That such attributes come from matter, I doubt that demean
Since substance as cause would define me as robot machine

And finally, the most transcendent part of this life
There's you and he and she, they and we
Co-existing, interacting with interest, love and strife
Each one with own world , just as it is for me
As for God, I'll keep looking in hope of more real affinity
Meanwhile living with others whose lives reflect divinity

Richard Dawkins - current 'High Priest of Materialism/Atheism (I share many of his thoughts, but not on this point)
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