Enigma as Maze~

Follows, is a poem written a few years ago by Jim White:



"The Enigma as Maze, a comfortable view of radical visions.
She says, we do not allow the affairs of the day to interfere with our joy our bliss.
She says the Goddess does not want us to wallow in the mire of human despondence.
She says we must ignore the evils that man suggests are vested on his contemporaries by his contemporaries.
There is no evil, god's creations are all perfect
There is no universal suffering there is only today, today to be lived with Love and acceptance She rejects the 6 O'clock news, its just more depression
She rejects the sins of the past, they are gone they are no more, there is only now
She ponders mans inhumanity. Declaring what! I am not sure. She says there is only now.
She says that everything is Love, we breath it in and that's all we can breath out
She says that she is god, that god is all there is and they are one, the all embracing oneness. There is no duality only a singularity that transcends all thus it follows that all is done by one to one,
I get lost soon and I ignore that version of the 6 pm news, I wallow in my happiness, my illusion, my dream.
My dream only has angles in it, angles of Love and kindness.
Yet yesterday I saw a man who fell at his work, a whip as large as the world, his world, fell on him time and time again.
His dream must not be as good as mine, is there an as good, as mine?.
Is he excluded from the one or do I feel the whip as well even as I sit in the splendour my dream has brought me.
Or perhaps he is illusionary or I may be. And still the answer is surely clear everything I have said is illusion, there is no man there is no whip there is only now.
There is no yesterday there is no tomorrow and now is most intriguing of all as it must be yesterday today (the now) and tomorrow all in one or nothing at all.
Another man said in another time, which is illusionary, what you do to these the least of my brethren you do to me.
What happened?

-Jim White