I spent many years of my life searching for what is termed “spiritual” only to come to the realization that my purpose in this life, if there is any within its absurdness, is to experience the material universe that I seem to be existing in…

…I am not the first person to come to this type of realization.  Pierre Teilhard de Chardin proposed that we are spiritual beings having a material experience, while Camus alluded to an understanding that how we make meaning in this absurd reality is through our experiences and the relationships we form and foster.  I have known about these theories and philosophies on life for a long time, however I wish I would have understood what these concepts really meant earlier in my life.  It seems we regret the things we did not do far more than the things we did do.

 

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Always running from God,
thinking you are running to God.
Hiding in temples,
hiding in churches,
hiding from the light.
Hiding,
hiding,
forever hiding.
Always running from the light.
Fearing the light,
fearing the dark,
fleeing from God.
Fleeing from God, towards the gods men have created.
Abstaining from life in favor of spirit.
Always missing the point.
Not understanding spirit.
Rejecting the material for the spiritual
is rejecting the spiritual.
Always suppressing.
What is the point of your existence?
Never indulging.
What is the point of your existence?
Rejecting the material world.
Why did you make the trip?
You always run from the light of God,
the beauty of this material world,
this chaotic absurdness of our universe.
You always run from the proof of God,
all the beauty,
the smells,
the sounds,
the tastes,
the sensations of the sensual world.
The sensual world is God,
a goodness created by God,
from God,
therefore is God.
You run into those churches.
Rejecting God’s creation, the material world.
You run into those temples.
Rejecting God’s gift to us, the material world.
You run into unholy holy places,
hiding from the light,
hiding from life.
Sitting in a cave listening to nothing or
drip,
drip,
drip.
Ripping yourself off trying to transcend this illusion.
The illusion is the feeling that you need to
transcend this illusion.
Abstinence is the ultimate sin.
Experience is your divine commission,
come into that light.

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  • Blue Buttefly on Feb 15, 2009

    To realize the purpose of life sometimes is a challenge. Great job!

  • postpunkpixie on Feb 15, 2009

    Ooh I really like this. The combination of the urgency of the imperfect tense and the interuptions of the rhetorical questions and the repeated words… it works really well. I like the message behind it too, very true.

  • Aldrin A Wilding West on Feb 15, 2009

    I agree with Emma, the urgency and frustration are plain for all to feel. Can’t say I agree with the message, as am personally a firm non-believer. Regardless, I do not judge, and I am always impressed by your work :)

  • Morgana on Feb 16, 2009

    Sometimes we look for meaning of life and forget to live the same.

  • Theresa Johnson on Aug 14, 2009

    though i may not agree with the theology behind it.. it is a very nice poem.

  • Stephen J. Ardent on Dec 16, 2009

    Funny, that\\\’s how I would describe addiction.

  • lillyrose on Dec 16, 2009

    WOW… very deep! but well presented poem.

  • Sheila M on Dec 16, 2009

    I would have to completely agree with this fantastic piece of poetry….if it were not intended to be enjoyed, why would it exist? Love it

  • maranatha on Dec 17, 2009

    I like the form of this. It presents your viewpoint candidly and purposefully. Nicely done!

    I’m glad the chicken still has its head – your poem describes running around like one without!

  • Nicholas Peterson on Dec 18, 2009

    Assuming that he wasnt one of your inspirations, you would prolly enjoy reading Paulo Coehlo. Sepcifically his book “the alchemist”…its fairly relevant to your work here.

  • A.L.Smith on Dec 18, 2009

    Nice poem. I am still struggling with the meaning of life, but may draw some guidence from your work.

  • hfj on Dec 18, 2009

    I think you made a vivid point in this poem that all creation is made by God almighty. Man’s own two cents is what has made things evil in his beautiful creation. Well written piece.

  • Northernlight on Dec 18, 2009

    Believer or non believer it sends a message which probably speaks for many.

  • miraj on Dec 19, 2009

    If you do not experience material world,then you can’t realize the sensation of spirituality.

  • Theresa Johnson on Dec 21, 2009

    For the second time I have come across this poem. It is haunting me. People hide behind thier religions, when in fact they are actually hiding from their own beliefs.

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