Have we always been human
and universal Brahman?
I killed 14 people.
Frying that up,
do I lose my humanity?
Back to the recent times.
Are people just badder than before?
What can we say about humanity?
You know I’m countin’ sheep.

We drag clothes wear.
This is not our first costume.
Where do we come from?
Do we come from ugly,
or do we come from good?
Do we come from the chaos down under,
spawns of hell that evolved to light?

We’ve been in the engines of the universe for a long time.
Are we emerging,
or was this a soul’s fall
into matter’s plight,
great heavens we wore
and then lost it all
in a sudden decision?
Are we universal existence
lost in individual chains
goin’ through trapdoors all the time?
How does our unity play?
How deep does our unity go?
Do we evolve together or separately?

You think the protozoa created us
scientific doctor,
and we emerged to man,
no soul in the machine,
no universal existence beforehand,
no Brahman with his gun.
The fish in the sea
are our ancestors on high.
We dream of being human again
you idiot,
where life meets the universe
on every frustrate world.

Is this all there is pond?
I can speak from my crash course in reality,
and we have scales of being
that rip us off
and brighten our days
and sometimes hold nothin’ with us
in the great majority of cases.
There’s the earthling man,
the universe revolves around this?

I have more fields to show
the origin of the universe wears.
I’ve poked my head out of the sky
and seen more than I can show.
You don’t know what it means to look beyond
and carry the glow of the universe
like it’s your backyard.
I’m a small man in Earth shoes
bustin’ at the seams with immensity,
and I can give you a ride home?

I ride these poems too,
and I’m a bucket in the sand
joinin’ reality with you.
We have more roles to play,
don’t you see?
And even existence is not all we are,
but let’s get down to Earth, shall we?
We are not the demon’s room.
We do not come from hell.
Escape it is our price—
a real punishment
you don’t need to worry about
all existence long.
And we were not once Gods,
and now we are men and women,
but of Godhead we did wore.

We come from beyond the universe
to inhabit these fields of clay.
We are existence before existence
in the planetary field ride.
We are burning suns each and every one,
to use the symbol that ignites the universe.
We come from on high.
We are principle actors in a principle game
that has stars for robes.

I just spoke the alcoholic’s din bin,
the wayward president his lair,
the child molester in bed with a child,
and the tax collector at your door.
I can get muddy these
or just be an ordinary house mum
or field husband
or kid in school
dreamin’ of what will become of me.

Lift up your eyes sweetheart.
There is more to come.
There’s the Diamond in the room,
and all your lives lead to that
as in the making of a star,
the crash and founding of a universe,
and we can be there kids.
We can be there
in great lone moments
of the direction at noon.
We can see the sky,
have great Earth thoughts
that make us feel God inside
and hurry this along folks.
Yah hear me kids?