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On the 'Being Special' slippery slope

On the 'Being Special' slippery slope

A Poem by jeRRy.whaLLey
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-- friends don't let friends levitate their ego and drive at the speed of light -- the only problem is the ground breaking fall -- Levitating is an 'I'm Special' slippery slope where the ego sees itself as better -- you are the Light -- shine on

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The DarWINian DNA Dream of every sperm and every egg,
I am special they cry, look at me, I'm the best you could ever be!
Desire monkey dreams and I'm special ya' know
'cause I got through darWINian schemes
as the fastest lil' guy in these binary streams ...
so said the Monkey on the hierarchical tree
as he was falling unwittingly!

 

You are the Light

and the beat of your Heart

does not set you apart

the only me illusion

is a delusion --

 

In actuality the sperms work as a team

and get the egg spinning until a vortex tunnel

can let one of them through to the inside.

The organ of awe, the Heart is created first

and the organ of wonder, the brain much later.

 

Follow the Heart but use your head --

as wanting to be special

will make you dread

a diversion instead

of the Heartful play

waiting for you today!

 

 

© 2008 jeRRy.whaLLey


Author's Note

jeRRy.whaLLey
-- Spiritual Knowledge

-- fear comes only from ignorance but it does not mean that knowledge will remove fear. What it means is that we have to pray for such knowledge as will keep away fear and also help us to grow. Such a knowledge is spiritual knowledge because knowledge of men and worldly matters has not been able to do this in the history of this world so far. The "I'm Special" slippery slope is a common ailment of fears and worries and even Wars are a result of this fallacy. It is the Fear of being found out lacking in some way when actually the opposite is the Truth: you are the Light and and the Truth ...

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Part of this reminded of the sperm scene in Woody Allen's, "What You Always Wanted to Know About Sex, But Were Afraid to Ask?" where all the sperm are talking to each other before the moment of truth. But that feeling didn't last long as you clear your point and did so in such a way that I felt special as an individual, but also as part of the whole of the great us of humanity. Well written and well said from beginning to end.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice. Now to somehow have people turn that light on, so they can see inside a little better, then perhaps they may see a truth. Science cannot find every truth, perhaps faith can, or perhaps trust, perhaps both, or perhaps there are so many factors perhaps its a simple case of just knowing because it feels right or wrong.
Like the universe is far to big to possibly leave us alone and individual, so is the rest of humanity,
if we were to only praise we would be saying to one another "you are good enough" if we withhold that praise at times we would be saying "I want to really see you shine", and then once they do hold the mirror of a heart up and bounce a reflection back ricocheting about from person to person setting of fireworks and bells like are arcade pinball machine.. Fear has no place beneath fireworks, or in music of any sort.
Perhaps we need to be a little more bold?

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are the Light

and the beat of your Heart

does not set you apart

the only me illusion

is a delusion --

Very interesting truths within ~ Great write~THanks for sharing~Fran

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm glad that I could be an inspiration to you today. Great write. I think I'll slide off down the slippery slope now.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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