What do you see when you look inside you?
Is it the Nature’s silence disturbed by a chirping bird?
There’s nothing like having an existential crisis now and then
like stopping by every burger place and indulging yourself with all sort of coronary disease causing food.
People poke at you
searching, probing, dissecting for that real you
that real you, you have never met yourself
that real you, you wake up every morning looking for
if only today was the day.
if only today God would stop playing hide and seek
and show himself so we can have our dual like the last two cowboys of the Far Far West,
I’m tired of cynics, atheists, theists, and agnostics,
the only god they have ever worshiped is their flesh:
eat, drink, pee, poo, sex and on and on they go
they are only secure in their insecurities
but they better at hiding them through rhetorical acrobatics
even though they have the same beginning and end.
Babies know themselves, but forget as soon as they learn to speak.
Man looks in the mirror hoping to catch finally the sight of self
and Man sighs when Man sees an Image, but not the Subject.
Man finally gives it up and let the Other take over
the only problem is Man never answers when the call comes
because the Other has taken over
Man is a vessel
a vase waiting to be filled
or if you prefer a cubic pot to be filled
vase might to be too feminine for guys.
the important parts are the filling and the emptying
with every filling and emptying, you could see epiphanies closing in
it could be today or tomorrow
maybe today is the day God will show himself and
we will have our duals like two samurais from the Far Far East.