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We Are Awakening

Need cheering up from the political/eco shit-storm happening around us? Here is the most exquisite poem from the always wonderful Rob Brezny...

"This is a perfect moment. It's a perfect moment for many reasons, but especially because you and I are waking up from our sleepwalking, thumb-sucking, dumb-clucking collusion with the masters of delusion and destruction.""

Thanks to them, from whom the painful blessings flow, we are waking up. Their wars and tortures, their crimes against nature,

extinctions of species their engineered diseases.

Their spying and lying in the name of the father, sterilizing seeds and trademarking water.

Molestations of God, celebrations of shame, mangling our dreams and defiling our names.

Their ruthless commercials and blood-sucking hustles, their endless rehearsals for the end of the world.

Thanks to them, from whom the painful blessings flow, we are waking up.

Their painful blessings are cracking open more and more gashes in the sour and shrunken mass hallucination that is mistakenly called "reality." And through the fractures, ripe eternity is flooding in; news of our souls' true home is pouring in; our allies from the other side of the veil are swarming in, inspiring us to become smarter and wilder and kinder and trickier.

We are waking up.

As heaven and earth come together, as the dreamtime and daytime merge, we register the jolting and exhilarating fact that we are in charge -- you and I are in charge -- of imagining and discovering and animating a brash new world. Not in some distant time or faraway place, but right here and right now.

As we stand on this brink, as we dance on this verge, we cannot let the ruling fools of the dying world consummate their curses. We've got to rise up and fight their deranged logic; defy, resist, and prevent their tragic magic; uncork our sacred rage and supercharge it.

But overthrowing the psychopathic leaders is not enough. Protesting the well-dressed planet-rapers is not enough. We cannot afford to be consumed with our anger; cannot be obsessed and possessed by their danger.

Our mysterious animal bodies crave delight and fertility. Our ancient imaginations demand ever-fresh tastes of infinity.

In the new culture we are hatching, we need lusty compassion and euphoric duty, lyrical logic and insurrectionary beauty. In the new alliance we are mobilizing, we need radical curiosity and reverent pranks, voracious listening and altruistic banks.

In the new covenant that we are midwifing, We will ridicule the cult of doom and gloom. We will embrace the cause of zoom and bloom. We will outfox the banality of evil and hate; we will summon the chutzpah to praise and create. No matter how upside-down it all may appear, we will have no fear because we know this big secret:

All of creation is conspiring to shower us with catalytic blessings. Life is crazily in love with us --brazenly and innocently in love with us. Our destinies always bring us exactly what we need to liberate us from our suffering.

The winds and the tides are on our side, forever and ever, amen. The birds and snakes are scheming to make us their sacred soul mates.

The sun and the moon and the stars remember our real names, and our ancestors pray for us while we're dreaming.

We have guardian angels and thousands of teachers provocateurs with designs to unleash us helpers and saviors we can't even imagine brothers and sisters who want us to blossom

Thanks to them, from whom the blissful blessings flow, we are waking up.

The roads they pave us the places they save us the tomatoes they grow us the rivers they flow us

Their mysterious stories and morning glories Their loaves and fishes granting our wishes

The songs they sing us The gifts they bring us the secrets they show us above and below us

Thanks to them, from whom the blissful blessings flow, we are waking up.

Breathe out the jive Breathe in the love

Breathe out the history Breathe in the mystery

Breathe out the grandiosity Breathe in the generosity"

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