Fearless Reason

Fearless reason in an age of frightened absurdity.

Tag: transformation

Detaching Untangling Unplugging

Detaching
untangling
unplugging.

Attachments
unbound
released.

Memories
forgotten
forsaken.

Ambitions
transformed
abandoned.

Becoming
no one
wanting nothing.

Inward Regression or Outward Reform

Though I have undergone drastic internal transformation since my awakening, the external aspects of my life have been more resistant to change. Each year brings gradual reform to my habits, circumstances, and outward identity. But the outward circumstances of my life are ever lagging behind who my soul is calling me to be.

Since 2011 I have changed political affiliations, cities, jobs, adopted a daily meditation practice, become a vegetarian, and have found spiritual community. There are many other outward changes I might list, but these are a few that stick out. What is most notable about these changes is that all of them have slowly been moving me towards a more loving and peaceful way of being in the world.

Over the years I have come to see a decided pattern to these periods of change. Each major change is preceded by a prolonged period of discomfort and unhappiness. A circumstance or habit simply has to become unbearable to my soul, until finally, I reach a point where I must choose between inward regression or outward reform.

I am still moving toward a more perfect alignment between my soul and outward circumstances. But as I become more inwardly peaceful, I have become more acutely aware of those places in my life of tension, discomfort, and unhappiness. I know what makes me happy and what does not, and I know the direction I need to move in, if not the destination.

Temple of the False Self

The temple
of the false self
grows more decadent
with decay.

Cracks
adorning its
still proud
face.

Midnight masses
gather at
the dark hour
of the soul.

Performing
pagan rituals
to heathen
gods.

Chanting
incantations
of their trials
and tribulations.

Telling
stories
of their
false selves.

Casting idols
in their own
graven
images.

They reaffirm
their faith
that one another
is real.

I Yearn to Live Awake

Awake
in the
dreams
of a
former self.

I walk
in the
shadow
of an
unconscious
life.

Wearing
a self
that
no longer
fits.

Burdened
by debts
underwritten
be a child.

Collateralized
with a
life.

I renounce
this world
and its
tawdry
forms.

But it
will not
renounce
me.

Trapped
in the
dreams
of a
sleeping child.

I yearn
to live
awake.

I yearn
to be
free.