CRY OF BEAUTY

Friday, January 18, 2013

SUCH IS LIFE

We
come into this world
someone’s dream come true
meet someone
that is a dream come true
escape danger
rise above threats
beat the odds
run into old friends
lose and win jobs
so many turning points
just in the nick of time
a dream come true.
in one moment all of our past has passed
the sand hill we were climbing has declined
the land of our dreams is flat
everything now unconditional
those remaining in this world of dreams wait for the news
a final word
a last breath
death closes the door of this dream
make a grand entrance into the next world
hoping
we are our own
dream come true

FATHER

I
am the father
who was the son
My day is upon me.
In my hands are the obligations
the working tools of manhood passed on to me.
Just before sunrise I meditate
HaHiYa speak wisdom to me.
When my wife looks at me let love shine
When my children call
let a smile be on their face
I
am the father
who was the son.
Now I am a citizen
son of my people
son of a nation
I carry iron
the work men must do
I pray for the fathers that fight to keep us free
The word love beats on my chest
Across my shoulders is a harness
like my father I must learn to pull my weight
Carry the water of life
until my days are done
Embracing both sorrow and joy
arms on the same body
at night just after moonrise
I gather my family
hold them for just a little while
tell them what I know of wisdom
I
am the father
who once was the child
I
am the father
who was the son

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THE UNDYING SOUL

PART 1

If someone were to ask you what is the beginning point to understanding the Cry of Beauty what would you tell them?

I would tell them right where they are standing.

what do you mean right where they are standing...can you elaborate on that... I mean I don’t understand that at all..

ok.. well let’s see. alright lets say that you had a line drawn through you north and south or east and west reaching into what man calls infinity or that these lines radiated from you in a circle of three hundred and sixty degrees it would place you at the center of creation. Or if we take any point in creation and did the same thing we would have the same result, that point would be the center. Creation is always at its own center, its own point infinitely.

What do you mean,.. I mean I can’t grasp that concept.. what does that have do with the cry of beauty?

Well, that is exactly the point. The Cry of Beauty is composed of three basic concepts. First there is the concept of Ancestry, then there is the concept of Symbols and lastly there is the concept of Becoming...with these three concepts The Cry of Beauty becomes complete.. fulfills the cycles.

What exactly is the cry of beauty?

The Cry of Beauty is a revelation that states that creation is a lliving language.

Explain that.

Ok, what I’m saying is this, all of creation speaks, that creation by its very nature is intelligent, has consciousness, is full of wisdom at each and every point because each point in creation is the same and each point in creation is full of the same wisdom. The Cry of Beauty reveals that there is a divinity to creation and that its language is the most divine symbol man can witness, observe and experience.

Hold on that’s too much to swallow at one time. Let see if we can break that down...I mean I need you to break that down a little more. You know you sound almost more like a scientist than a religious person.

Well, you know I would agree that I believe...no, I know that science, philosophy and religion are the same thing. You know in ancient times there was no separation between religion and philosophy and science. In fact the men who participated in religion were what to day we would call scientist or back then the wise men, alchemist or sorcerer's and those men who studied the stars and did research and were inventors. Everything in those day had a spiritual base, even now religion has a huge sway over how scientist think...how they direct the working of their minds. I mean look at all the controversy over evolution and creationism. It’s root lies in the bible and what it has to say about how man, how life itself, how the universe came to be despite the obvious scientific evidence that the time frame of the bible when placed against the theoretical age of the universe is billions, and I personally believe that life is so old that billions of years is probably only a drop in the bucket.

Ok, I’m still not sure if I follow all this stuff. I mean you’re talking on the one hand about infinity and lliving language and the divine language. You said I was the beginning the center, and let’s see.. excuse me let me look at my notes.. o yeah that every point in creation is divine and is the center... I mean what the hell kind of statement is that, I mean who can understand that...man you got my head spinning. Can you make this simple, I mean so that any average guy like me can understand this.
How would I explain to anybody what you said to me in the last ten minutes.. I mean I couldn’t, there’s no way. So in the simplest terms possible what are you saying man, come on break it down.

Simply put huh… if I say to you that the soul doesn’t know how to die does that go over your head?

Aw man you know the answer to that, what the hell are you taking about, can’t you just explain this simply or is that just to much for you. Or is it that this is just too deep to put in simple terms?

No, but I’m trying to get you to think outside yourself, to stretch your awareness..

Well, you done a good job of that cause my head is hurting from this conversation and we just got started..
(they both laugh)

I’m sorry, perhaps its not so simple a thing as I thought although in my mind it is very simple, very complete. For me I see so much of the beauty of creation, its voice sings to me constantly revealing its wisdom day and night. Like take the cycles of the moon. Its language teaches me how to count because it takes fourteen days to go through its cycle to become the full moon and then fourteen more days to become the new moon. It creates geometric shapes which teach me geometry and its total cycle reveals to me one aspect of our concept of time. Its midpoint or seven days the number of days of the week. You see, this is the essence of the Cry of Beauty. Its like having the key to a giant puzzle except this key is spiritual consciousness, divine. I can close my eyes and become a witness in the garden of creation and as many of its symbols as I can conceptualize are there for me to review.

So in other words you’re saying the actions of creation, like the different phases of the moon are wisdom?

Certainly but a very special kind of wisdom. Let’s take a look at ancient man for a second. What would cause man to invent things, I mean like a house or make things like ax's or knives or bowls, you know pottery or put clothes on? What I’m getting at is this, that man is an intelligent being, always has been. I am also saying this and this is the beauty of the Cry the Beauty… creation is wisdom, always has been. I mean the forms of creation have always existed, maybe not as they appear today but the essence of what they are have always existed and you cannot engage in any part of creation without becoming a witness to its wisdom, completely and divinely.

what do you mean?

Well, plants have always existed, the stars, galaxies the moons, you know the satellites that orbit planets, the planets you know all this has always existed, always. Even man. It is man who makes discoveries or “becomes” aware of how to put those objects, those living objects in existence to use for his benefit.

OK. I kinda see where you’re going with these. Are you saying that and we’re still talking about ancient man right? ok, that ancient man got inspiration from say birds or bees on how to build a house?

How above caves or fallen trees with their centers eaten out by ants. A cave as a place of shelter, a form of a residence. When ever any living form stops and takes up residence rules of order come in to play. It is a natural event of marking territory. Everything outside of that become the intruder or enemy. All inside become the defenders, the rule makers or rulers. A fallen tree floating on the water becomes a means of transportation. The key thing to remember is that ancient man at whatever point he is discovered in history displays intelligence. Mankind is the maker and user of tools, mankind is the maker of government as copied from the sun and his heavenly host. Creation the lliving langauge, the guide.

Man you sure get a lot out of a little. Tha's a different way of approaching things. Ok, in other words man was inspired by things around him to invent things that he could use. Ok I can see that, I mean I don’t know if I get the divine part but I can clearly see how one could understand that. I mean I got a little niece and I remember one of the first things she did when we use to take her outside to play was pick up little branches off the ground and use them to hit things, I mean she would be swinging the mess out of them sticks, hard too. Ok I got that. Ok so how do you translate that into a spiritual kind of thing.

What is the one thing that separates man from every other form of life on this planet? I mean why we call ourselves the highest form of life on this planet and I’m not even going to get into that silly mess about whether or not we are the only intelligent beings in this whole universe.

Well, I’ll tell you this aint no monkey gone fly into space.

One already did.. (they laugh) You know what I mean. Of course in this world man is the highest form of life. I mean don’t nobody else build the kind of things men build. Why?

Why? what do you mean why, I mean they don’t. I mean ants do some constructing, so do beavers with their dams and stuff. We already talked about birds and bees I mean what you asking me. Why you always got to go and get complicated. I told you man you just like a damn scientist always want to know (expletive) I don’t know the answer to that, hell I’m the one asking questions cause I don’t know. What is this some kind of game. I mean you started explaining stuff, and it was beginning to make sense and then here you come with this nonsense. You make me feel like you think maybe I’m stupid or something..

Hold on...no that’s not my intent. I don’t want you to get frustrated

Well, stop playing games then.

I’m not playing games.. this is much too serious to play with.

Ok then go ahead. I don’t know the answer to your question so why don’t you just tell me.

?? ... months huh... you think..

(they are laughing again)

So that’s the big key to this whole mystery-imagination.

Yes, imagination.

Ok tell me how, what’s the big deal about imagination.

Well, lets look at it this way.

Wait a minute, I see you got that far away look thing going in your eyes.. let me put on my seat belt and make sure I’m in my seat good. I got a feeling this is going to get deep.
Alright I’m ready captain let’s fly.

You ready?

Yes, lets go and this time I’m going to close my eyes to make it easier to visualize.

Ok back to ancient man. You see because creation was, no.. I mean is composed on a divine canvass it is always ready to give of itself infinitely. It is also always ready to receive those candidates that dedicate themselves to study its inner workings. As I said earlier ancient man was intelligent, had latent spiritual consciousness but did not have an open pathway in which to step up into the higher realms of consciousness. At least this is what is assumed because of the lack of technological advancement like what we have today. Yet, because he was intelligent he could piece together some of the more obvious things around him and put them to use. The gathering of food and coming up with the idea of some sort of container to carry more that he could carry in his hands. Even just the simple idea of observing his own hands, their shape cup like when placed together especially when drinking water. The concept of fire. Lightening striking a beast and their eating of the meat of the cooked beast or fire in the woods consuming the animals and then man coming upon them eating their flesh and realizing the savory flesh tasting different from the raw flesh. Fire to keep man warm and discovering how to make it. All around mankind creation going through its normal processes influencing the mind of man to copy it. To create. The power of the sun the most noticeable of all created things in mans universe. So bright it cannot be looked upon. So far away it could not be touched. The lights twinkling in the deepness of space and the moon swinging away constantly changing shape and then reaching a state of completeness or roundness just like the sun only without heat but full of the same light only not as big, not as bright. The connection between lightening and the sun and the moon all forms of light yet each was different. The mystery of the seasons and the observation of the change of the position of the light of the sun. The light at night in the heavens that did not move, the north star like the top of an umbrella and everything else spinning around it. The concept of spinning, the concept of cycles or repetition, noticing how everything only lives so long and the different stages of life. Life to ancient men was full of mystery and they had no answers to explain any of it. But unlike other forms of life here man had imagination. Man could think. Man had a canvass in his head which was dark like space and infinite that he could draw on. He could use his mind eye to see there. He could duplicate in his mind whatever he saw in the world around him. Man could formulate-make forms-think, figure things out. He could look at the moon and look at his hands and his toes and his arms and the same with everything around him. When he would gather food he would know over time how much too gather. He would learn through suffering who could hunt and who could gather. He would learn to cloth himself to protect against thorns and bushes and cold. He would learn to use clothing to protect himself from the environment then he would learn to copy the beautiful animals to adorn himself becoming self identifying with the idea of beauty as it translates to mating. Man would learn the single most powerful concept of all-symbols, numbers then letters to represent what was in his mind—speech. The ability to use signs then words to communicate information. The key in all this was the face of creation. It is the existence of creation that inspires man, always has and always will. It is the infinite apple tree and it ceases not. For everything in creation has its own place in space. It is the physical separation of things, this distance however minute that causes time. Man can only speak of creation in its parts. trees, water, birds, moons, amoeba, the atom of each thing in creation is a form of life and in order to speak of each part it has to have an identifying name. I am bringing this up now because later I am going to introduce you to a basic theory of life regarding the Law of Becoming.

the Law of Becoming??

Yes, but for now let us deal with this. Since the sun was the most powerful symbol in the life of ancient man and became recognized through observation of its life giving power. Man observed a star each year, Sirius, that would appear each spring and they observed how the sun became more powerful each day and how life which had been sleep during the winter months was now alive. It became the saviour or god of mankind and the moon became its wife or second in power. The sun and moon were observed to have agents, we call them planets and they became the gods of heaven that operated in the daily affairs of mankind. On earth certain animals also became symbols of power especially snakes because they could shed their skin and continue to live. Man used his imagination to combat the mystery of life. Man used his imagination as no other animal seemed capable of doing and that was the ability to compose inside his own head the concepts that became reality in this world. In his fear of the mystery of the how of things man began to formulate the questions of the foundations of the beginnings of things and he looked to the heavens for those answers because the greatest god, the sun lived there and he saw this sun go down each night then rise in the morning. Man noticed that all beings except those of death sleep at night and that the birds announced without fail each morning the return of the king. Man observed how all life became active with the return of the sun and he observed how during the day things changed as the sun rose higher and higher and then began to fall again and darkness returned with the moon and all the other gods (planets) and their children or attendants (the stars) or the heavenly host. So some men began to conceptualize stories about mans beginnings and creations beginnings and what the gods did or didn’t do and over many years men saw how when the planets were in certain positions and the Sun was in certain positions there was a correlation between men and events. The more that men stopped wandering and settled down and made villages etc., the more words men made because the mind or imagination of men created more things that men needed. The more men sought to understand creation the more stories men created became more defined and then men began to apply to themselves rules that would govern them like the sun made rules to govern the heavenly host.

Stop Stop .… I knew it, I told you I could tell by that little glint in your eyes this was getting ready to get deep but damn not that deep. So basically what you’re telling me is that all that stuff you just told me I can get or anybody can get from just understanding the concept of the Cry of Beauty, that life is a lliving language.

To answer your question simply yes.

Wow.. wow that’s deep, really deep. I got to think on that. I need to stop for a while, that’s a little more than I can digest in one sitting. Let’s meet in a day or so and talk some more right now I got to stop right now and think this over.

Ok, how about tomorrow night.

Fine.

POURING SHADE

POURING SHADE

when
you discover
the love of god
do not speak
he is
pouring shade
upon you
one word
would stain
the moment
forever

POURING SHADE

I
met
a
man
who
was
as
quiet
as
space
he said
he
got
that way
listening
to
god
pouring
shade

POURING SHADE

if you had the power to pour shade
what colour would you use
the color of honey because u like sweet things
or the oil of menthol because it invigorates the nose
my shade would change with the time
rose red rendering incandescent mornings
pink daffodils rising into a noon shower
an afternoon with an orange mist hanging in the air
at nite I would announce the moons etchings
semi circles surrounded by colored sunbeads
cast on the bed of heaven
if I had the power to pour shade
I would add laughter
to see how water looks when it smiles

POURING SHADE

No clouds to block out the sun
no rain falling down from the sky
fruit spoils on the vine
a farmer sits in the shade of a dead apple tree
looking across his fields
sees nothing but the stark image
of empty limbs reflected on the ground
lifeless trees pouring shade with no fruit on them

POURING SHADE

they said it was nearly three inches fell yesterday
came down in buckets
said the wind had it flapping like sheets
on a clothes line
a blanket of the stuff covered everything in sight
a deep blue shade almost purple
this morning its all gone
except for the rooftops of flat buildings
and homeless folks asleep behind the church
out of the sight of the sun
and no one was going to tell

POURING SHADE

god said I could touch you if you let me
and a tear fell upon my soul
lie down near that bush in the shade
and he sang in my ear with the music of crickets
come to the river and put your hand in
the water poured over me soft and cool
god then said if I pour shade over you to
strike out the rays of the sun what will you do
I said I will be still in that moment
and let you touch me

POURING SHADE

there is a fountain of blazing molten shade
when god puts his hand in the pitch
he renders it cool and moves it
sprinkling it on to creation to make colors
colors are the shade god makes to protect our eyes
colors are the shade god makes to give us beauty

POURING SHADE

I
met
a
man
who
was
as
quiet
as
space
he said
he
got
that way
listening
to
god
pouring
shade

THE POINT OF PEACE

I
take this oath locking it in my heart
awaiting sunrise to receive the light of
HaHiYa
illuminating my consciousness
filling my body with light
the winds of change are upon me
i descend into myself
i stand upon the lighted rock i kneel here and pray
i rise and sing witnessing the Cry of Beauty
i close my eyes and feel the silence of the morning
the point of peace.
i will carry this silence with me through the day
share it as a greeting
i will bring it to my night prayer and repeat it
the Oath to receive the light of
HaHiYa
morning and night
I will know the silence

the point of peace....