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Created on: May 12, 2008
Tabula Dealbata
(Whitened Tablet)
three ghosts spoke to
me
at times I wish
I could fly free from these
Chains,
But doing so would be
Stepping again into
The cage of sin
I am already outside
In an ample, unlimited
Universe
But humans tend to
Get everything backwards:
Good is bad
Less is more
Liberty is jail
Joy is punishment
Love is lust
Three ghosts spoke
to me
one touched me with
the allegory of Jonas
and the whale:
to descend into self
for three days and
give birth to a free soul
another touched me with
the allegory of blindness,
and the scales fell
off my eyes
another touched me
with the symbol of the
veil
and all was uncovered for me,
as the Anointed said two
thousand years earlier:
"all will be revealed
in time"
my time has come
and the times of
humanity.
Commentary:
By convention, ghosts are white, transparent apparitions; a manner of mask to appeal to our ignorance and terror.
Knowledge can set us free from the chains of unawareness, therefore, of fear. But, behold, with so many false prophets in modern society: television and reality shows, money, violence in the name of Islam, same-sex marriages, and countless religious sects appealing to the same Christ, to name a few, it is easy to fall into one of the myriad of traps impeding our path towards the oneness with the ens perfectissimum or Godhead.
In the absence of Canon that Post-Modernism preaches ("if it feels good it must be good") the multidimensional richness of human and spiritual life is reduced to a sort of wasteland, a flat landscape where "everything goes".
We must pass through a transformation like Jonas and St. Paul; we must attain the awakening state like the Buddha; we must defeat death like the Christ.
Jesus realized His final truths while on the cross, with the whitened tablet above His head publicizing His crime: reaching awareness and trying to bring it to all of humanity.
Did He succeed? Have we failed Him?
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