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IN A WAR ZONE…

YOU CAN SMELL THE DEATH. SEE THE PAIN. PEOPLE LAUGH, GO ON THEIR LIFE, BUT JUST AROUND THE CORNER UNSPEAKABLE HORRORS ARE WAITING. THE REACQUIRING QUESTION, IN ALL IT’S NAÏVETÉ, AND SEEMINGLY OBLIVIOUSNESS—“ IS ALL THIS HUMAN SUFFERING JUST PART OF LIFE, SOME HOW WRITTEN INTO OUR DNA AND TO BE ACCEPTED OR WILL WE EVOLVE, PERHAPS SOMEDAY TO ANOTHER, HUH, LEVEL, OR WHAT !!!” IT’S A GOAL TO PLACE MYSELF IN ANY AND ALL EXPERIENCES THAT COME, THAT EXIST THAT ALLOW ALL TASTE, COLORS VIEWS. AND HERE THE VIEW IS BLACK AND WHITE, BUT MOSTLY GREY IN COLOR.

AND YOU KNOW, I AM REALLY FREAKED OUT ABOUT BEING OVER HERE.  IT’S REALLY INTENSE AT TIMES.  NO ACTION WHERE I AM LIVING OF COURSE,  BUT AS I SHARED WITH YOU, I MA VERY NEAR THE MISERY OF THINGS AND DAILY HAVE CONTACT WITH THE MARINES AND ARMY GUYS.  I DON’T AT ALL FEEL AFRAID, BUT, AS PERHAPS YOU KNOW ME, I CONSTANTLY PICK-UP THE VIBE.  THE VIBE OF THE HUMAN SUFFERING AND PAIN KIND OF LIKE JUST UP THE ROAD.  SOMETIMES I LOOK UP TO THE SKY AT NIGHT-- AND IT BEING VERY CLEAR AND ALL-- AND I SOMEHOW SEE BLOOD, AND HEAR CHILDREN SCREAMING. IF I THINK OF ONLY MONEY, I SEEM TO REMEMBER THAT’S WHY I AM HERE.
ALSO SOMETHING ELSE CARRIES ME HERE AND IT’S EXPANDING THE SPRIT.
THE QUESTIONS OF WHAT IS SUFFERING AND MAN’S CAUSE OF IT.
YA, SOMETHING LIKE THAT.  SOME TANTRIC EXPERIENCE EXPANDING THING.  CERTAINLY MY USE OF OPIUM IN THE PAST MUST HAVE SOME REASON TO DO WITH PAIN AND CONTROL OF IT.  OPIUM IS A PAIN REDUCER, EVEN MORE TO THE POINT,  IT TAKES THE “MAYA”, THE ILLUSION AND FRIG’N TURNS IT INTO SOME SICK REALITY THAT IS EVEN MORE DARK THEN THE ONE WITHOUT THE OPIUM. OF COURSE AT THE TIME IT’S LIKE SOME DOUBLE UN REALITY THING.
LIKE A BEAUTIFUL LOVER THAT LEAVES EARLY IN THE MORNING AFTER HOURS OF GRACEFUL SEX… WITHOUT WAKING YOU AND NEVER TO SEE HER AGAIN… HUH ? SAY WHAT ?



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