The Separation between State and Religion

In time we will realize that Democracy is the entitlement of individuals to every right that was in its times alloted to kings. The right to speak and decide, to be treated with decency, to serve and be served by people in a State of “love” that is, to serve with one’s work for the development of ‘life’. To belong to the Kingdom of Human Beings without racial, national, social or academic separations. To love and be loved. To die at the service of the whole and be honored in one’s death, for one’s life and work was legitimately valued. To be graceful and grateful. To have the pride and the humility of being One with the Universe, One with every realm of Existence, One with every living and deceased soul. To treat with dignity and be treated with dignity for One is dignified together with All others and Life itself. To walk the path of compassion, not in the sorrow of guilt but in the pride of being. To take responsability for one’s mistakes and sufferings and stand up again and again like a hero and a heroine and face the struggle that is put at one’s feet and in one’s hands. Millions of people, millions and millions of people might take many generations to realize the consciousness of our humaneness but there is no other dignified path for the human being.

The “work” as I conceive it is psychological and political. Psychology is the connection between the different dimensions within one’s self and Politics is the actualization of that consciousness in our practical lives. Religion is the ceremony that binds the connectedness between the individual and the Universe. The separation between religion, politics and science, the arts and sports is, in the sphere of the social, the reflection of the schizophrenia within the individual and the masses. The dialogue between individuality and the "human" belongs to consciousness. The tendency to develop cults resides in the shortcomings we’are finding in life as it is structured today. “Life” has become the private property of a few priviledged who cannot profit from it because as soon as it is appropriated it stops to be “life” or “life-giving”.

We are all the victims of our own invention and each one is called upon to find solutions. The only problem is believing our selves incapable of finding them. We are now free to use all Systems of knowledge objectively, sharing them without imposing our will on each other. To become objective about our lives means to understand that the institutions that govern its experience are critically important. That we are one with the governments, one with the religious activities that mark its pace, that the arena’s in which we move our bodies and the laboratories in which we explore our possibilities are ALL part and parcel of our own personal responsibility. That WE ARE ONE WITH EACH OTHER AND EVERYTHING AROUND US and acknowledge for ourselves a bond of love in conscious responsibility. That we human beings know ourselves part of each other and are willing and able to act on our behalf for the benefit of each and every individual. That we no longer allow governments, industries, universities or any other institution to run along unchecked by the objective principles of humaneness. That we do not allow gurus to abuse their power or governors to steal the taxes and use them to their personal advantage in detriment of the whole. That we do not allow abuse from anyone anywhere because life is too beautiful to do so and that we are willing to stop the rampant crime with the necessary compassion Conscious knowledge is every individual's right. Conscious action is every individual's duty.

Thursday 16 September 2010

To those in the other realm

You’re dead
But you’ve been here all the time
as if it were impossible to die
and all that happened
were that we fused inside
for we’ve never been apart

I love you
even if you left before I was old enough to be
and had to die so many times before I came to life

I love you
even if you left long before I could
and looked for you in every living being
hoping you’d survived in every skin
longing for too long
to be at ease

I have loved you
if love is pain and wondering the skin of every lover
like balm in a soul that never knew how it felt to be that loved

And now that it is all over
And there’s no wish
I look at that treading of snails on rock
as if it were just
life
without regret
or demands
as if it had been what needed to be done
whether you had left or not
but with the excuse

Had you told me that it was mostly about digging
I might have bought myself a spade
Oh Mother
Not to dig your grave
But to dig you out of the grave
Instead
of doing it with my nails

Parents were already dead long before you died
Even those who have them don’t know them
They don’t matter anymore
People are too busy working on them selves,
for somebody else
But it’s clear to me
That it is better to have a parent
Than to have to replace one
With other’s selves until
Our little essence is bold enough
To live

I love you
All my pain’s been nothing
Compared to what you must’ve felt
To put two bullets in your head
When I was eight

“We are always together in this realm”
you told me recently beyond dreams
I know, I know,
And I’m so busy still
In this
but
how much more gratitude
Could I thank you with?

We are One
and in that Oneness
there’s no I or you
Only in this realm
can I love you
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