Once upon a time, a beautiful infant was born
smilingly onto winking Earth, destined to grow into
full potential. What was the infants name?
As the sunshiney days passed into years, that growth
progressed deliciously. Into childhood. Child
discovered all the given magics of daily sensitivities;
all the natural wonders of fingies and toesies and
window and flowers and trees and birdies and cloudsies.
And stars. Yes, mostly of twinkling , whispering blue
What else did Child discover in daily flow to create
emotions of gorgeous joy and endless fulfillments? But
soon, too soon, child stumbled into adolescence.
Confusion. Do you remember? describe:
No one, no adults, had answers to the questions of
idealistic teenaged existance. Worse yet, No adult
taught tender Teener that 3 Ultimate
Questions now HAD TO BE ASKED (and
1. Who am I?
2. What is Life?
3. Where am I going in this one chance at Life?
Such cold dirty underwear confusion made the final
transition into masked adulthood, becoming a mixture
of unsatisfied "PIES"
stumblings. During young adulthood, what was the most
painful physical thing? The most hurting intellectual
thing? The deepest suffering emotional experience?
The most dangerous spiritual deprevation?
And so it came to pass. Young adult did
clean out all those rotting memories. Brain was
cleansed. Genetic drive---DNA---restarted. Genetic
intelligence caused re-circuiting through all those
brain cells which were deadened during infancy and
childhhod and adolescence. Cosmic consciousness
flowed through all those again alive singing circuits
to generate progressively spectacular new
intelligence and gorgeous creativities and divine
Then one day it happened. Transcendence.
consciousness broke beyond the final barrier of
neurosis. Consciousness flooded into the dormant
frontal lobes---the entire numb forehead. Nirvana
Adult lived happily ever after.
Shall this be you?