Conscious Looking
Creatures, great and small, perceive us
for they are a part of the matrix of looking
but the planet is incapable of looking at all.
What is this 'looking' we do?
Better to explain what it is not.
Minds sees what they have agreed to see
as a collective perception.
Perception is a way of looking
through pre-painted-over mirror.
The planet is Conscious
but it is not looking or seeing - just being.
When we see with a fresh eye
we really can look,
watch,
even watch that which is watching.
Then looking becomes
the One Conscious Reality of Itself,
and no longer a prismatic illusion.
Until then, angels must guide
our feet as we stumble through
this maze of selfhood.
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