Enlightenment

This is the only poem I've ever written.

Happiness wasn’t a lasting emotion I knew, 

Even as a small child.

It was just a wave 

sometimes hiding all the noise of my mind.

I pretended I didn’t have things I was running from.

Most humans don’t know 

that they always have sad background noise.

And they are overtaken by their mind.

It is such a sad reality, 

it keeps me awake.

Everyone you and I know is unconscious.

No one truly understands,

That all that really exists in Now.

And the illusion of time is the Devil.

Time itself creates monstrous things.

Anxiety is fear of the future

Depression is dwelling on the past

People are so caught up in time

No one stops to smell the roses

No one stops to look at the trees

No one stops to smell the fresh air

No one stops to taste their mother’s cooking

No one stops.

Sad,

yes,

But true.

When you are free from time,

When you are free from your mind

You are free from fear

You are free from sadness

You are free from anger

You are Free.

There is nowhere to look

But inside yourself

For freedom

So look inside yourself

And stop.

Stop to love.

Stop to be free.

True freedom is not wealth,

Or a significant other.

True freedom is happiness.

True freedom lies within.

Every last soul

In the Manifested

Is in the wrong state of mind

That is consumed,

Overtaken,

By time,

And by thought.

And when you reach the Unmanifested

When you reach a place of being that

Is not consumed by time and thought

You

Are Free.