I have a revelation to make
I wouldn’t tell this to just anybody
most people would find this
ridiculous
and think me
either
mad
or
joking
but I sense
you are different
your gaze is often fixed
on deeper matters
you acknowledge the mundane
but
refuse to grant it
more than its do
if I’ve misjudged you
I am sorry
the truth is I must tell this to someone
I cannot keep this to myself forever
the knowledge
festers
within me
and my relief
will only come
when
I
free
it
from its
captivity
from
within
the
narrow
confines
of my being
I ask a favor
that you read this
to
the
end
before forming
a fixed opinion
I promise
it will not take up
too much of your time
I will be as brief
and
to the point
as I am capable.
And now
my
revelation
I am not
of this world
I come from a place
as far from here
as is possible to imagine
I was formed of a substance
so radically different from the material
of this world
it is a
wonder
I can be here
at all.
I am ancient
my longevity cannot be measured
by any of the tools available
with my old age
comes
patience
hope
determination
and
great wisdom
gathered from the most profound sources of knowledge.
please do not be confused
by
what I am about to say
I am
also
of this world
I do not merely occupy a place
in the universe
I am made up
of the very stuff of the universe
I do not merely walk
upon the earth
I am the earth
I am its
mind
its
conscience
and its
articulate
voice.
I am very young
with my youth
comes
naiveté
rebelliousness
a powerful
lust
for life
curiosity
and
a clean slate ready to be written upon.
There are times
when I experience
conflict
I am faced with a circumstance
that appears
new and fresh
that suggests a myriad of mysterious possibilities
and yet at the same time
I recognize it and remember having encountered it
many times before
It has laid itself bare to me
I know everything there is to know about it
Sometimes
when
this
happens
I remember
that I see from two vantage points
and
when I remember that
I am filled with a new awareness
one that helps me sort through the information
before I engage the circumstance.
If I am both one thing
and another
I must be two
yet
somehow
I manage
my duality
which must make me
three
but
if I’m aware of my
trebled nature
I must be four
and
so on
and
so forth
ad
infinitum
(I say all of this
knowing
with absolute certainty
that I am really
‘one’
a very
simple
‘one’
the simplest
‘one’
imaginable)
it is now
that it becomes uncomfortable
somewhat
awkward
I hope you don’t
think me forward
that I am somehow intruding into your affairs
I cannot help myself
you see
I
am
you.
