Limbo

I asked the sun
Why all the light?
Surely you, the one of sight,
Must see,
If not for light
There would be
No shadows,
And the dark
Purely dark
Would remain
Without a brilliant spec
Just be;

Even if that dark evil—
Is not evil
Fond of evil?
Content to know no other
A dark harmony
If not for you
Blazing lover, light;

I have heard
There are fires in hell;
Do they ask
Is that your light as well?
Purification or incineration?
I have touched a flame
Felt no difference….

(Physical light, while a representation of divine light manifest to man, manifests according to our consciousness, in direct relationship to our point of progress as we evolve toward higher vibration of being. I have touched divine light, and though hotter, beyond imagination, there is no pain and only a sense of pure love. Yet if we come too close to light in our physical world—well, I am certain all of us have been burned more than once. This is not a contradiction of light and love, but only a sign that there is much yet for us to evolve before experiencing all our strength without weakness. )

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Comments

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellabout 4 years ago

    tis a lovely theory Joe :)

    xx

  • Hi lisa; not theory though; this is stuff verified on the inner by mystics over and over.

    – devotee1

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellabout 4 years ago

    there is no empirical proof. We shall have to agree to disagree xxx

  • But there is empirical proof. Mystics prove it for other mystics all the time. xox

    – devotee1

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellabout 4 years ago

    I’m biting my tongue ;) xxx

  • Thank you for being such a good sport, Lisa. I truly appreciate your art and friendship. xxx

    – devotee1

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellabout 4 years ago

    Ditto Joe xxx

  • RosaCobos
    RosaCobosabout 4 years ago

    Light and root.
    Creation.
    Where the Soul…
    mirror of our Essence World?
    Out of dreams the spectacle has rules…
    in them, light is a dancer and a moaner.
    Moaning for the necessary coolness,
    the heavy lids of innerscapes….
    the veiling and deleting of thoughts in earnst
    A vast fallic energy….inseminating coldness.
    Rosa (love light…spirit…and while I am aging more and more, need to root my flesh to the Mother, and up and down, streching the Essence to the Imagination of Life)

  • Wow! As I have often said, your comments are better than my work. This comment is so pefect, it should be published with an illustration. I mean, I am impressed beyond description. Thank you, Rosa.

    – devotee1

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