Lift Me

The ant she walks close to the earth
She’s fought and toiled since her birth
To her perhaps she stands so tall
Yet we can see she’s really small

The worm he crawls into a hole
He has no questions ‘bout his role
Perhaps to him his life is great
Yet to us he’s only bait

Lift me to a higher place
Put the smile back on my face
Pick me up and set me free
Awake me to reality

Lift me up from all the rest
Hold me closely to your breast
No longer do I want to roam
Lift me up and take me home

The workers sit at their PC’s
Typing, printing, wasting trees
Somewhere else they’d rather be
But food and housing don’t come free

The rich are thinking how to keep
The poor are too ashamed to weep
The politicians strut and fret
And haven’t solved a problem yet

Lift me to the mountain top
Hold me close and never stop
Always stay within my reach
I will learn if you will teach

Lift me up, O lift me high
Where angels sing and lovers sigh
Lift me from this lowly gravel
Let my lover’s heart unravel

Every day I work and slave
Until it leads me to my grave
Time its steady course shall run
The hour glass that stops for none

I’m not sure what’s wrong or right
I pray and try with all my might
Is there a secret I should know?
Should I let this feeling grow?

Lift me up where eagles dare
Fresh wind blowing through my hair
Clouds of cotton, sky of blue
Lift me up to be with you

Lift me up, O Lord, don’t wait
Save me from the fear and hate
Lift me to your secret place
To finally behold your face

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I'm Spartacus!

I have a very important announcement to make: I am, in fact, the real father of Anna Nicole's baby. That's right. I have no regard for the life and death of this human being, and no concern for the life of this infant. I just want in on the big lawsuit by Anna Nicole's estate.

After all, this is the most important headline in the news media. Who cares if we are escalating the war in Iraq? Who cares if another 75 people were killed by car bombs? Who cares if polar ice caps are melting and there's less oxygen in the air? We need to keep our priorities straight. We need to keep focused on the day-to-day lives of so-called celebrities. We need to find dirt and scandal. Who is in rehab? Who has an eating disorder? Who's... doing who?

This is how we can avoid that boring, mundane thing called living our lives. This is how we can avoid the darkness of this world and our responsibility in it all. Tom Cruise got married. Oprah gained weight. Bill Clinton got a BJ. Yeehaw!

So, as the father of Anna Nicole's baby, I become part of what is really important. No more mere living, breathing human being, but part of the celebrity icon non-reality escape trivial pathetic. I am so proud of myself.

Fresh Understanding

I recently went through something. Something internal. It’s probably impossible to even begin to put into words, but here goes.

I was experiencing anguish and frustration. I was dissatisfied with my situation. I wanted things that were out of my reach. I fell deeper and deeper into the frustration until it bordered on despair.

Now that’s what was happening on a superficial level in my mind. What was really happening at a deeper level was that I had lost touch with my inner contentment. That to me is a very serious matter. It’s like loosing my oxygen supply. I began to really long for that feeling once again. It was a heartfelt longing.

I regularly practice something called "Knowledge" which consists of techniques taught by Maharaji which enable me to go within and feel the sweet contentment within me. However, to be honest, it takes some effort. It takes sincerity and an understanding. This is not a fad meditation. This Knowledge is for those who are serious about fulfilling this life. This is the real deal.

I spent some time listening to some DVD’s that I have of Maharaji speaking. I listened a little more carefully than I had been. He reminded me yet again of what’s important. He clarified things. He simplified things.

I began to practice Knowledge in earnest. I realized that I had been sort of drifting too much into my dreams, and that I had to make a little more effort to focus on that inner reality.

Everything started to fall into place. The bliss is returning. And it is sweet. Better than my expectations. Better than my dreams.

I love this stuff.

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