Crawling On Our Hands and Knees In the Desert

nibbling at the bit & quaking in our shoes we trudge in a thirsty & bare balance through the sand looking up ever so often to flip off the sun for it beats down harsh & unending with the relentless rays which are bound to make our skin crisp & glisten burning red with radiation poisoning our days left here marching into oblivion but oh, on the horizon off in the distance there is light shining down from the sky penetrating through the white clouds that have “miraculously” appeared and amidst all the light & beauty there lies a pool of the cleanest, purest water that anyone has ever seen and we wipe our brow and run & run & run & to it. and there it is! a place of complete human humility mixed with the magical passion of utopic dreams come true where everyone thinks the same way and everyone loves one another underneath a starry sky filled with planets & constellations which revolve all around us because we alone are the most important creatures in this universe and what we say goes. with no more differences & no more feelings of angst against one another for any reason we dwell with each other in this eternal paradise where each one of us gets her/his own personal land of bliss where our loved ones that have left us in one way or another all come back & reunite with us where there is no one who will ever be in need anymore of anything where all distinctions once made to divide us have been tossed to the wind & all that remains is tranquility & mutual forgiveness--- where the past has passed & there is no future for the present is perpetual & growth is no longer an issue anymore. all we have to do is tell ourselves that this thing that watches over us (which insists that its been there through our most promising moments as well as our most disappointing moments), is the best thing that has ever existed & how fortunate we are to live with it for eternity & how interesting & great & powerful it is & how that makes us feel all gushy inside & how everything that it tells us is perfectly right & how everything that we do is in accordance with that perfect right & how we simply need nothing beside it anymore. yes, that’s all we have to do. and then our eyes open to the familiar burning sensation--- the one that tells us without words how stupid we were to fall asleep in the desert in the middle of the day with no shade at all--- and we cough up the sand that we were “splashing” on our face & in our mouths during our dream state.