Category Archives: PICTURE POEMS

Picture Poems a poems written for, and pasted on, pictures, paintings or graphic art. The poem describes or emulated the picture in verse.

...and other stuff, ART, FREE ADVICE, LIVES, PICTURE POEMS, POETIC NONSENSE, READING MATTER, UNIVERSES

LOVE IS

Republished by Blog Post Promoter

LOVE IS

Love is Feeling You As Me, and Me as You. Your Well-being is My Well-Being.
Love Embraces without Touching, Understands without Speaking, Knows without Seeing.
Your Pain and Joy is My Pain and Joy.  Love Shares All and Cares Selflessly. Unconditionally.
Love is My Responsibility for Your Self as My Self.  In Eternity we may be Separate, yet we are Forever One.

—  Lawrence R. Spencer —

...and other stuff, ART, FREE ADVICE, INSIDE THE BOOK, LIVES, PICTURE POEMS, POETIC NONSENSE, READING MATTER, UNIVERSES

FOOLS WHO KNOW NOT

Republished by Blog Post Promoter

I use following lines from the Rigveda as the introduction to nearly every book I write:

“We ask,as Fools who know not Our Own Spirit: Where are the hidden traces left by The Gods?”

— Rigveda, Book I, Stanza 164, Lines 5 a & b

I believe this states the current condition of human beings, as immortal spiritual beings:

We were gods who once created all that we perceive.

This universe started as a game to remedy the eternal affliction of gods: Boredom.

The curse of Immortality is the ability to know all, see all and be all of our own Creations.  Every move on the chess board is ours, unopposed.  Boredom is the definition of Hell.  The remedy is the ‘pretend’ not to know every detail, to see every outcome and to a powerful creator of space, energy and things.  Pretence is also a definition of Hell.  A two-sided coin: Know and Know Not.

Pretending Not to Be All Things, to Be All Beings, to Be all of Creation is a game you can lose. This is the origin of our isolation from each other, from other life forms throughout the universe, from spirits, from ourselves, from other times, places, realities, and universes.

Surprise! You’re in pain….   Surprise! You’re dead….  Surprise! You’re stuck in a fragile body made of flesh on the outer rim of a forgotten galaxy, pretending to be having a ‘life’.

Our choice to forget that we are the ‘gods’ relieves us from our deeds and misdeeds, theoretically, but not in fact.

It’s easier to blame some other “deity” for the cruel residue of our own crimes and creations than to undo what we’ve done.

Every crime committed against us, we have committed against others in some long-forgotten yesterday.

Memory and responsibility (not blame or regret) may set us free from the self-made misery of life in this universe.

To Know or Know Not are choices we can make to navigate through the extreme regions of Hell: Boredom and Pretence.

— Lawrence R. Spencer, 17 Nov 2001