Contemplations Along The Way

Crimson Moonlight

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    I can see all there is to see
    But I'm blind to my fate
    To what may come
    I think I'm awake
    But stealing upon me
    Like the frost in the night
    I neither see nor notice the moment when it comes
    Light is what I look for

    I want to be conscious
    Aware of what happens now
    And what happened then
    You feel like a bewildered entomologist

    Who now and then encounters true and original experiences
    But many times discovers that it has all been false
    Who lays down the rules?

    My knowledge points at the Self
    So it isn't strange at all that you think you know
    And mistrust your experiences at the same time
    When later you get it in perspective and are able to investigate
    But I must put the question
    Is this true?

    To what degree are you and I affected by everything around?
    To get a clear picture of yourself
    You must of course have others
    Who can bandy back your ideas to you
    Make contradictions and attack you from angles
    You didn't know existed

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    But I ask myself the question if there was none
    With any other opinions than yours
    Would you say you could be awake then?

    You wouldn't see the whole world
    Nor be aware of anything beside yourself
    But that would naturally seem the total reality
    This way of thought might veil over the truth
    And make you blind

    You ask maybe where in the world you are and what you do
    But to discuss the question with yourself
    Might reveal which way you took and which you didn't choose
    Best of all would be to find the keys to the treasury of wisdom
    But would that make life better?

    All your experiences of life tell you
    That each man wherever he is has his own worries to fight
    The keys to the treasury of wisdom
    Will never be found, because it would mean

    You would become totally enlighted, lonely
    And independent of everybody
    So what would then be the meaning of life?
    When life is the one and only thing we own
    And once again the questions asked

    Create more questions still
    Maybe all the answers will come
    When we have left this earth and enter
    What is there beoynd

    That will probably be experienced
    As different as we are different from one another
    And due to who and when it happens
    But the answer to the questions must be waiting for you there
    For if there are no answers
    How is it possible that we should puzzle over them here?

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