Rest In Peace
The photograph of a young
smiling face arrests attention.
Why do people peruse obituary
pages? Perhaps not deliberately.
Born 1977, died 2015. Why?
How? From complications
resulting from living life
his own damn way, you read.
Oh well, worth the effort, then.
Read on: he gave himself the
equivalent of a Ph.D in ancient
Tibetan texts, chemistry and
Eastern religions. Lived in
caves in India, Nepal, Brazil
Uruguay, Peru, Ecuador - and
California. Meditating, while
villagers brought to him a
bowl of rice a day. A beautiful
mind, a generous soul. Yes,
clearly this man had no pressing
need to live any longer having
accomplished enough to enter
the pinnacle of awareness of
divine human consciousness.
Sunday, December 20, 2015
Labels:
Poetry
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