Poem?

image by Giorgio Galeotti

I genuinely do not know what this is. It came to me, I give it to you.

I think there is a parallel between the idea of the impossibility of understanding God in human terms, and the idea of transformation and rebirth in the New Testament. The transformation I mean is, that once there was this man who was an entirely natural man and pursued all the things that men and other animals want. Food, sex, intoxication, distraction. And then this natural man becomes an unnatural man, a spiritual man. For Paul this is a man transformed into the image of Christ, who have become in some sense Christ or that they (natural man) died and Christ lives in them instead.

So the Word for the transformed man is not a word that the other man understands, because they are not the same kind of being anymore. Christians have all this in their bibles but they don't typically take it quite as seriously as perhaps they ought: that the new man is not really a man anymore. He has become something else.

There is something else here as well. The statement in Matthew 16 that the kingdom will come while some standing there are still alive has always been a troublesome one, since according to conventional understanding we are all still here 2000 years later and the Kingdom has not arrived. The Kingdom arriving means the death of the world we know. I give the example of a chicken running with its head cut off, dead but still acting alive. Something that impressed me in my vision, meditation, call it whatever, is this idea that our entire world, the world we know as human beings, having been so long ago ashes that the ashes have turned to stone and the stone has turned to mountains.

Make of it all what you will.

NOT-MAN

There is a new word

This is a word no man has heard

we have not heard it

we are not of it

there is a new word

no man has heard it

if you wish to hear it

you must become a not-man

It is all already over

It is all ashes

and the ashes have become soil

and the soil has become rock

and the rock has become mountain

Kingdom come already came

This is the vision I had

That I was sitting alone in a tower

Amidst a great emptiness

dotted by spires of rock

and the rock was the ashes

of the world we know

having compressed for millions of years 

having uplifted

having eroded

And we men are in a sort of half-life

ticking down like a radioactive element

waiting to turn to lead

but everything is already lead. 

The world HAS ended

we are just too dumb to know it

like a headless chicken running

The world is end, IS death, is past.

Hear a new word

One no man can hear

You must become something else to hear it

You must metamorphosis from the ashes

life from death

from man to something else

What does the not-man do?

The not-man cries out

cries out in a great emptiness

but his cry has no emotion

It is only energy filling the emptiness with its waves. 

It cries out because it is energy

and because the emptiness longs to be filled

Polarity responding to polarity

Who can wait until it is all emptiness and stillness?

Who can cry out from his not-man self 

when the emptiness and stillness appears?

This is the word no man has heard.