No Race

The race to the top. Was there a race to the top?  Who ever came up on top but the person who took what was necessary to make another step forward.  Their own step as an individual, and sometimes on rare occasion, a slightly larger step for their colleagues, friends, and families though often their own step became even smaller.  Too often in the daily rush we fantasize something beyond means something beyond our vision, our common gaze, the grasp that is with our own hands or our own individual minds, that we strive beyond what is necessary or appropriate towards that greedy deity we call ambition.  In the mess that followed, self-justification and post-rationalization raced along at a frenzy pace, that forces a blind over our dash pane and instigates nightmares of things that never happened, for for one moment or two our vehicle had dimmed.  

That deity of necessity often calls in this hour, and urges us onwards with the depths of a thin membrane posing as though it were the darkened surface of a deep ocean that though tumultuous maintains its peace in its endlessness and knowledge of eternity.  While nobody ever could fully guarantee our future in that our destiny is fully within the knowledge of our heart and soul, no human make was made with the forever promise of that kingdom often forgotten but for a moment in place of the endless pleasures in goods and particulars.  In the promise of the land of our own making, we have made a commitment to each other.  This promise is one that must be renewed deep inside of ourselves, each and everyone, and must bear reminders by those around us and for each of us to surround those near us.

This promise is the promise that we shall stay free, free as a bird, free as a tree, free as the eagle that soars.  Above us is that precious sky we now know to be only our own, the earth's own, that shines blue in an emerald glow from day to day, that fades only for awhile to give us the sight of all that lays awake for us when we do not look, even when we forget, each night it is there smiling upon us, glistening in the deep velvet that is the forever space and that deep and contemplative time.

We are here, yet not alone.  We smile so the world smiles too and this we have bore with great responsibility and pride, for we are free and we shall by the magic of the stone remain so.  The guarantee is the promise we make each day that we shall stay free.  Freedom had never bore a price but by the poet's words.  Truth by higher powers contain for us each day the beauty of the rose, and the lily that grows on the side of the road; as is the truth in the pebble upon the pavement and the stars engrained into the ground.

We must race to the top, yes, but it was always in the smile of the higher power that we are in yearning of the embrace of what true nature that holds and embraces us in the making of our cosmic bodies.  We must not relegate to others the making of our fate, nor delegate the discarding of our troubles: this is what I meant what I say we must stay strong.  To learn again the wonder of the child, the innocence with which we can bear a moment's darkness shall save.  There is truth, we must remind each other, in why we have come here so many centuries ago, or at least so long and so long ago.  We have been searching for something: it is so elusive as to be lost in the records and instruction manuals, for it is subtle before it is bold.  Its name is Freedom.

Upon a verge we stand, for we have been frontier for many days.  In each age, turmoils abound.  Yet, each age chooses to forget its troubles when it wins the victory in memory and fresh experience of freedom.  Upon this verge we all stand.  We have been standing, not just that, we have been sitting and lying down, in wait for something more.  When that something more is something we already have in truth, in fact, in the depths of our heart, we still must wait in vigilance.  We own the heritage and the inheritance by those who came before, and so knowing, we must own up to taking the age by what hard knowledge could come tomorrow or did already come today.