Green
Posted on Apr 8th, 2007
by
sarva
{credits to David Sylvian for the photo}
A shining miracle,
green,
a center
filled with free space,
bodies of light
and air,
rooted,
in waking life
breathing the Source,
simply put,
a happy tree.

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'tis a happy tree! beautiful.
he's singing for us,
with us,
leading by example.
imagine, green people!
the faerie she was red
and tall.
she bounded over to me
and startled me with her unexplainable
being.
I'd read about encounters but had not
yet experienced…
until this astral awakening…
Are you for my highest good?
She nodded her head no.
Damn I thought as I pointed
a finger for her to keep travelling
on her way…
I love her despite that.
Transcendence.
Naturalization… to a world where your person-ality (personality-reality) is reflected in the color you are. In the former world people were just different shades of brown, not different colors. In this Rainbow world your aura is your sky-clad clothing reflecting your way-of-life, your Consciousness.
“I'm Cosmopolitan,” I said, “a citizen of the Cosmos. I know that term has been misued, but I mean as it was first coined. These green people are my brothers and sisters,” I said as I gestured to the bush beside me. As I did, I was astonished to see (even though I had hoped for it and believed it could come soon) my hand was green!
The Sun sang. His song resonated in the green people around me. I could see it and hear it. I came to realize that He had always sung, but I couldnt hear it. Now, it resonated in the core of my being, in a key I could not have amagined before my Transcendence. Now, I would build my new body out of light and air. I would eat Earth by playing barefoot in the mud. Earth and Sun are truly my parents, now!
I laughed. That criminal, they called him Bush, but he sure wasn't green! He was as coal-black as the crude oil he traded drop-for-drop for ruby-red blood. Criminally insane they were, we were to believe we could break natural law without natural consequence.
I sang…