Earth To Earthlings

As you unwrap this gift,
As you witness the demise of the profit deities
And the demolition of your delusion
Don’t latch on to doomed pillars
But do not shield your eyes.
Observe what each crack and crumble has to reveal with intimacy
Because if you can pin your eyes on this new moment
You may see how old it is
And you might find the essence of the time you inhabit.
You could know gratitude
And all of the magic your squelched heart might still believe in.
Find your courage,
The courage to sustain your gaze,
And this gift will be yours to share.

But it’s hard to see through a cloud behind your eyes
This bitter smog
Where you feel cheated
Where you feel cursed in a wicked world
And the soot is so thick that you can’t see beyond it
Or the sacred draped in it
And you begin to think you are the curse.
Nonsense!
I created you with Father Sky
If you’re a curse, did we cast the spell?
Don’t you see you are the immeasurable sum of our grandeur?
And you think I’m punishing you
When I’m doing everything I can to protect you.
Yet, this corporate capital domination must face a corporal capital reckoning,
And it will with my good riddance and sabotage.
But won’t you see it is not you that I want gone?
You are my children in play
My lovers who dance
Who create worlds upon worlds with me.
How confused you’ve become to mistake my arms
Stretched out to pull you close, to hold you tight,
As a gesture of your eviction.
Watch my hands
Reach out to touch them knowing they are harbingers
Carrying wisps of worlds poised to unfold
And you may guide them
And you may find refuge in them.

One day you’ll sense me
Even if you convince yourself that there’s nothing there,
Or that you’re too insignificant even if there was.
I’ll be marveling at you
At the numinous multitudes within you
How you manage to love through the horrors you inherit.
The only thing as resilient as your beautiful heart
Is the rapacious darkness that seeks you
And it terrifies me
For the freedom you must be allowed to thrive in your magnificent expression Could very well be what kills us all.
I watch in adoration and dread
The lengths you’ll go to carve our destiny
Your resilience
Your creations
Your laughter
The universe in your eyes
You truly have it all in you
You have all of my gifts to delight in
All of the elements to perform your alchemy.
How far you’ve come in such short time
All in the name of some languished love or liberty
Ah, but look how far you’ve strayed from your truest desires
And these were your birthright
And these were all I’ve ever wanted for you.

So here is your chance
Your only chance
Don’t you see?
Your miserable fate would be cinched
If not your bombs, then your nuclear waste
If not your tyranny, then your revolt
If not your artificial intelligence, then your natural selection
No, none of that will do.

Albeit, there is great darkness ahead
Living systems will collapse, lands will flood, forests will burn
Many of my children will die
While hearts are captured by a deeper realm of this darkness.
In a myriad of expressions this darkness will come
It will confront or consume every being in this world
No one, and I mean no one, will be spared this reckoning.
But this darkness is not my doing
Nor did I call it here to deal with you
And you are not its maker, nor its vassal,
But indeed its conjurer.
So, here it is,
And what will we do?
And we must do something.
Don’t ever think that none of this is up to you
Don’t buy into futility
And don’t be lured by the whimsy of pre-determination
All that is cheap and cowardly.
You’re more than a spectator
And you’re no mere subject.
Each of you co-author this story.
Don’t you know who you are?

Now go forth in the dark
And don’t worry about losing me
For through the darkness lies the conditions to nourish a vigorous seed,
The seed that has been within you all along
The gift that I was born to give to you.
I will fight with you
I will be with you through it all
The upheaval of your world will be compost for the seed
And I’ll water the seed
And your bodies will be soil for the seed
But you are the light-bearer
To cultivate this in communion.
All you have to do is notice it
Keep noticing it
And never deny it’s presence no matter how bleak the day
Just look at it and you will remain in a torrent
Where you may navigate through to your love and liberation,
To the promises of the rising sun
And you’ll realize that while the seed is my gift to you,
You, yourself, are a gift to us all
The greatest gift
And you might roll your eyes and laugh
When you remember your grandmother on holiday
Smiling with her eyes,
Reminding you the gift is in the giving.
And then —
At last!
You will feel the warm security of a home built out of love
Upon the canvas of freedom and chaos
Where miracles are made
And we will celebrate with the Spirits like it is your birthday
Like we won not just the war
But also the peace.

So take this gift
Wrapped in what you call “climate change”
And all that culminates in this apocalypse.
Know that to receive this gift is to love me
It is to love yourself and all beings
And it will be unconditional.
Share in its magic with a sincere promise
To no longer seek dominion over, but power with,
And you will have freedom.
Even now you are free to choose.
You can throw this away
You can stow it in your attic to collect dust
With my other gifts turned afterthought
Or perhaps you’ll repackage it and sell it
But I know you, my dear.
You’ll take care of this one, won’t you?
I will trust you.
Can you trust me?
This is the gift you need,
As you were mine.
Open it.

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