keepers of this reality

What a strange journey we travel when embarking on the path of life. It leads us to pitfalls and then carries us to celebrations, sometimes, even awarding us with mysteries that might be our claim for accolade. The turmoils encountered assign us with responsibilities that we never seem to be prepared for, yet manage; the destinies are always one of surprise in arrival, no matter the stages of planning or not.

I wonder then, how is the magnificence of the universe to be interpreted to us, in our egocentric state of being? We are so simply the spawn of vast state of quantum energy units formed into atoms and molecules---- we are merely, part of the greater collective. But our infancy of progression blinds us to our fate, as we choose to interpret this connectedness into a divide, and celebrate the dichotomy only with burdens of political and monetary desires. Where do we so choose to release the capacity of our consciousness? When?

Who are we to question the foundations of traditions laid before us in forms of organizations and church fathers? Who are we to question the truth told us by written works of prophets? Who are we to think we are physical representative sparks of the divine?

These questions I do not know the answers to, yet sometimes I feel them. It is the way of the existing modern churches, perhaps, to regard such as blasphemy. But undeniably, we assume the role of questioning when internal perspectives become forced upon us at crossroads during times of turmoil.

It is the time of the prophets they say- but I am convinced, we are, equipped and called upon to be – the keepers of this reality—if we choose…