Phoenix
by Dale J. Sprague
Reveries
3.2001 I am born, I see, I perceive. Soon after, an invitation beckoned me to look at the universe this way. Then, another..that way. Through many years of this or that..of where the divine is, where it is not, I was invited to become likewise divided. With each, I was an initiate and open'minded.
Eventually, fatiguing from this or that, I focused more on where I was at..to what I returned to, each time I declined an 'all divine non plus ultrum,' as the one and only way..the universe to see. Where others felt pleased, accepting and believing divided divine light, I felt uneasy..most certainly, hesitant to bear such judgment.
Also, it was, as it always were, this timeless eternity, neither whole nor divided, neither monistic nor poly'istic, but rather, both...indeterminate, and resonant. Ultimately, this failure to judge where the divine is, where it is not, became more than apparent..for how can any part of all, be all powerful, everywhere, and all knowledgeable?..without misrepresenting itself.
After all that is rejected, what remains, however strange, or dichotomous, must be true, but only with failure at some satisfying point of deep exhaustion and chronic fatigue was I compelled to except 'all and everything' as eternal..in addition to the position that emphatically denies this..whenever I re'enter my world of time.
Divine this or that is merely an emphasis on this or that. That we are..and things exist, proves eternity, and that indeterminacy is prerequisite for eternal energy.
This is what I perceived when I saw where I always have been, to where I've so many times returned..where I was born, first saw, and first perceived.