Does God Exist? Do I?
In Eat, Pray, Love
Gilbert solved it.
God is all and none.
If you reduce to “right”
and “wrong” –
we’re done.
I want safety,
Joy, and fun.
Not to debate,
Or have to run.
So please sit, enjoy.
My home,
my mind,
and my heart
are yours.
So please sit, in joy.
And in my darkest hour I see a single ray of hope.
It bleeds into me from the fabric of the light.
Everything I see is adventure and life,
Energy and doing.
Yet I rot.
I rot, and the stench rots me further.
Until any being would know…
They are in the land of waste.
The ray of hope flickers by and I see it going…
Going…
Gone.
And I sit in darkness.
The waves crash asunder,
as I’m dragged under the sea.
The sun is burning brightly,
but there’s darkness around me.
Cozy at the bottom and brought here by choice
What were you thinking? … Bubbles. No voice.
How bold that it is
to think that we matter.
We are but one ringing note
amongst the clatter.
One collision in a demolition derby.
One piece of plastic lying in the dust.
One grain of sand,
that can feel
Hate
And Lust
And Love
And Trust.
This book can change your life if you let it.
If you’re “oh so sure” about it, you gotta bet it.
All in. Body and soul.
God! I hope I’m not just fillin’ a hole.
I want to be better.
I want to feel productive.
I want traction.
My biggest fear in this whole world:
Being but a fraction.
Launch pad or prison?
Give up, or keep livin'?
Am I a rocket flying through space?
Or just another rat caught up in the race?
Fame and glory–
a hate filled story.
Love and kindness–
enlightened blindness.
In all of existence
what is it that links us?
I am what I am, precisely.
I will never be anything else.
I am the sum
Of all I’ve seen
And all I’ve done.
What you think I am is deaf.
What you see in me is blind.
What we say I am is mute.
I am what I am, precisely.
I will never be anything else.