I have Five Things to Say
I have five things to say,
five fingers to give into your Grace.
First, when I was apart from you,
this world did not exist, nor any other.
Second, whatever I was looking for was always you.
Third, why did I ever learn to count to three?
Fourth, my cornfield is burning!
Fifth, this finger stands for Rabia, and this for someone else. Is there a difference?
Are these words or tears?
Is weeping speech? What shall I do, my love?
So he speaks and everyone around begins to cry with him, laughing crazily, moaning in the spreading union of lover and beloved.
This is the true religion. All others are thrown away bandages beside it.
This is the sema of slavery and mastery dancing together. This is not-being.
I know these dancers. Day and night I sing their songs in this phenomenal cage. |
Tengo Cinco Cosas que Decir
Tengo cinco cosas que decir,
cinco dedos para sucumbir a tu Gracia.
Primero, cuando estaba lejos de ti
este mundo no existía, ni ningún otro.
Segundo, lo que he estado buscando siempre fuiste tu.
Tercero, ¿porque aprendí a contar hasta tres?
Cuarto, ¡Mi campo de maíz se está quemando!
Quinto, este dedo representa a Rabia, y este a otra persona. ¿Hay alguna diferencia?
¿Son estas palabras o lágrimas?
¿Es el llorar una forma de hablar? ¿Que debo hacer mi Amor?
Asi hablaba y todos los que se encontraban a su alrededor empezaron a llorar con él, riendo locamente, gimiendo ante el contagio de la unión entre el amante y el amado.
Esta es la verdadera religión. Junto a ella todas las demás son curitas tiradas a la basura.
Esta es la sema - señal - de la esclavitud y la maestría bailando. Esto es no-ser.
Conozco a estos bailarines. De día y de noche canto sus canciones en esta jaula fenomenal. |
2017 Commentary: The sum of energy in the universe is zero; the entire universe (the phenomenal cage) could be created out of nothing. Wisdom suggest we sing, in this phenomenal cage, a song to the source of creation. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zV1kljwUP2w
Comentario: La suma total de la energía en el universo es cero. Todo el universo fenoménico puede ser creado de la nada. La sabiduría sugiere que cantemos en esta jaula de lo fenoménico, un canto al origen de la creación. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zV1kljwUP2w
"As the island of knowledge grows larger the shore line of mystery grows longer." I want to go to the shoreline and jump in. Ultimately, the intellect looks at pieces and is unable to encompass the whole. “The Tao that can be spoken is not the eternal Tao.” Rumi is swimming and diving underneath the Tao that cannot be grasped by the intellect; drunk on love. Rumi wonders, ‘what’s with all of this crazy dancing on beach.’ The crazy gets worse the more inland you are, ignorant of much of the island and wading in muddy Tao puddles of water.
ReplyDeleteIn the words of Einstein, “The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. He to whom the emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand wrapped in awe, is as good as dead —his eyes are closed. The insight into the mystery of life, coupled though it be with fear, has also given rise to religion. To know what is impenetrable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty, which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their most primitive forms—this knowledge, this feeling is at the center of true religiousness.”