Just Because it’s Written

[mark]

Just Because it’s Written
Doesn’t make it so

Is that where they want us?
Foetal before the responsibilities
Of awareness
Frantically grasping for
The infantile morality rating
Lest Big Daddy should smite us
Like the Idiomites
For touching our peepees
And all our lives tainted
By the corrosive juice
Of Eve’s poisoned apple bite
In original sin flavour
So we too may greet
The presence of the sacred
With fear and shame
And hide our nakedness
What monstrous lies are these
To keep us from our birthright
Stand between us and the garden
So our spirit atrophies
Through lack of exercise
And if this waking dream
Is a preparation for immortality
Learning to obey a moral code
Is kindergarden stuff.
Look at the
Lives of the Saints
Not what they said
But what they practised
The meditations, trances
Prayer and invocation
Walkabouts and visions
The hallucinatory extremity
Of their hardships
It’s The Technique Stupid
Theology is software
It’s what you practice that counts
You can believe in god
You still have to do the work
You can disbelieve in god
You still have to do the work
Or die spiritually virgin
Chanting and prayer
The power of perfect beauty
Overwhelming our defences
The secret sacred landscape
Where we are all ways borning
Ever-dying, inhaling
Expelling, refining
Fastening sound to symbol
In the rich communion of the land
Beyond the land
The hidden kingdom
Close at hand
For those with eyes to see
And beyond the primal infancy
Of the Great Family
Dances a Feast of Friends
Where there is no shame
Or torture pits for the temptable
And contemptible alike
But they’re right in a way
The key to the universe
Is not ours to possess
The Good News is
It’s been left open.

[mark]

couldn't resist throwing the first one up.

[gerard]

Well done mate love this one, enough digs in the right places but balanced well with straight talking.

[Brian Bailey]

I like that. Reminds in in a way of Louis Macneices PRAYER BEFORE BIRTH