Anything I believe, I can easily doubt as mindless, pure rubbish,
nothing perceived as real falls to uncertainty, except when I question,
yes, question an event as an impossible occurrence, as unreal,
true, the saying, seeing is believing, is wrong, belief does not require
humans to envision an event to believe, the opposite is true,
imagine, if you will, your own idea of God, it could take any form,
nothing necessary to witness in your mind, what you believe, like art,
given experience, we conceive the unseen, the hidden through belief.
If I choose to believe, my faith in that belief overturns with my doubts,
belief like a balloon can rise and fall, can crash and burn, liquid propane
elevates the balloon, the air within heated by flame
lifts my wicker basket aloft above the clouds, where I cannot believe
in the everyday world, the quotidian faith in the news of the day,
events bear no meaning, except what journalists put across as the real,
venture above the clouds, over the mountain tops, to find faith in the new,
ever since I was born, I could never accept the religion of fear.
I choose to believe love overcomes obstacles with a great leap forward,
crush the competition by serving the spirit, my master, the hidden,
all faiths I overcome, leaping over hurdles, they only lead to war,
nothing but arguments, divisive aggression, unity seeking power,
enter the world blinded by light, by noise, by scents, open my eyes to feel
anger from my father, I ingest his fury as a child, my demons
stumble as I attack to slay them since childhood, I chase them as I run,
in faith, I overcome the hatred of my past, the harm others have done,
left in their care, I learned no one knows more than me about what I deserve,
yes, love is an earned right, not simply a privilege for being born, the law
determines what is just, how we must live to thrive, not simply to survive,
only a God, hidden from view, offers wisdom in the words others speak,
under the stars, I float above the clouds, higher than I can in my dreams,
believe what you so choose, it means nothing to me, I seek out the spirit
to help me overcome the past, obstacles rise, I must leap over them,
ask me how I arrived at this understanding, and I will respond, doubt
sets the forest on fire, burns away the old brush, so the forest may thrive,
mind is like a forest, hidden from view, where God waits for me to listen,
if I succeed in deed, in action, and in word, I must embrace karma,
no judgement on the past, the present, the future, for I accept dharma,
develop the given out of what is hidden, the given is the real,
leave the forest of words to breathe the air above the earth, high in the sky,
eternity hidden in the forest rises from the ashes, a bird
singed by the flames rises as a phoenix, a ball of flame, eternal light,
stars abound in the sky, a plethora of light, distant, cold and ancient,
penetrate the forest, hidden away with God, the mind resides in God,
understand the hidden, in relation to life, to the real, the given,
reside inside the mind to witness the spirit, to step back and allow
everything to exist without judgment, the world beyond experience,
reside in the forest, with the trees, and with God, the mind is all there is,
understand the meaning of life as the question itself is the answer,
believe in whatever you choose, but be careful what you choose to believe,
belief overcomes words, the voices of others, in faith, humanity
invests only in hope, in our infrastructure, to keep our lives stable,
simply put, government cares only for our lives, our livelihood, the world
however is beyond the ephemeral lives of weak, pathetic lies.
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