In the quiet stillness
Its consciousness one with the rest of creation
Yet the separate nuance of identity
Forming and forming
As the body prepares itself for birth.
The activity, the excitement, the disturbance of experience
Cultivates awareness of the external, of which so little is known.
It responds with intense fear, wails at the top of its lungs - Born.
Rest, rest little one...
Fear is just the evolutionary signal to help us survive.
We are beginning a new age now, and your peace will herald its coming.
Our reign as the king lion should come to an end
For we are nearly gods already
Will soon be turning on each other
If our savage selves allowed to exist without reason
This path will only lead to total destruction of our kind.
It is time to develop further
Into a species no longer fleeing or frightened.
That primitive response inbred in us not useful anymore
Vestigial emotions that will be discarded
But how long will it take?
500 years for humankind to learn to return to our foetal depths?
More?
Will we last 500 years?
If we do, will we then wake from the womb thirsting for knowledge
Silent, observant and unafraid?
Rest, rest, brothers and sisters...
We are all the same.
No more fighting and hiding
We have so much work to do.
There is so much to see and know,
So much to love and feel.
Rest, rest...
Let our spirits return to our foetal depths.
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http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/453051/why_selfawareness_equates_to_the_knowledge.html
