Lead like lemmings
drawn into view
future not ahead.
Bouncing reflexive in apparent chaos
probable presence in hotted head
everything is of you in experience
part of your whole present in the present
forever X-mas clause of Reality.
Merry be, in cheer part-ache
Mary be for Christ’s sake
Glory be our betrothal to
our whole being of Reality
wholly ghost, transcendent of our part.
We near the end of this Rooster year. Proud cocky does not like its feathers ruffled. So much exposed, of finance, politics, globalisation and its culture, the environmental situation and our attitudes and responses. Human history and the Earth’s merge in the climactic (including what is climatic) exponential curve .
I see the showy Rooster plucked, as if ready for a X-mas dinner. At least in Sydney, it seems sombre. It was quiet in the shops, both of shoppers and X-mas decoration.
Next year is the year of the Dog. Our passage through the exponential curve must involve fundamental changes, like the crossing of the river Styx (across into the land of the dead). In at least a few cultures including the Egyptian, the Dog is said to be our guide in this.
Faithful companion by our side, lick our part and point to who is human, alive in Reality on Earth under heaven, our whole whose being is next to yours.
While the Earth sustains our life-style and our individual whole is alive, we may contemplate our part and end, but also be in relation with the one who is alive and on Earth, next to other living whole beings, and who will die.
Cock a doodle woof !