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The Virtue Of Selfishness

Fountainhead of the Fearless

All were born to be selfish. There’s no other way
To live out life experience wholeheartedly.
If we all were not selfish, we could not exist.
To be self-less means breathing would cease and desist.
Fundamental the basis is for me to be
Fully conscious and self-aware most every day.

To extract from experience my own selfhood
Can be done but completely only when I’m dead.
Otherwise, I am in it for all that it’s worth.
Self and how I experience it since my birth
Is my primary focus. I’ll not be misled
By a notion that isn’t that well understood.

Selflessness is absurdity – an idea
That in fact is quite foolish. It has no meaning.
So, the question becomes, “Who does myself include?”
The answer is the key to how my life is viewed.

It can be cosmic or at least global a thing
And perhaps an effective pain panacea.

Redefining what selfish means gives me freedom
To step outside the boundaries placed in the mind
Giving oneself a false sense of separateness.
Universal Identity I can express
In a world that maybe was selfishly designed.
Selfishness is the only place where I come from.

Purpose

What To Do About Being

Logic lashes through meaning. The human in me
Knows too much to ignore not the way that things are.
This star system is but a mere speck in deep space.
Planet earth is a micro speck cursed by our race.
New York City, a super micro spec, is far
Off the scale of significance, actually.

So, the source of creation may not even know
Of this speck of a system of which I’m a part.
If it ceased to exist in the blink of an eye,
Would it fail to take notice? I too much rely
On some force not within me to enter my heart.
Arrogance hinders me from just letting it go.

There’s no God given purpose for me to be here.
That all comes by conditioning. Humans perceive
Themselves as having purpose, but insensitive
We are to other species that are here to live
As we do – without discord. The web that we weave
Is of total entrapment in unconscious fear.

I Exist. That’s sufficient for me here and now.
My believing in something is not worth the pain
Of expecting good service from nature because
I’m the most worthy species. It gets no applause
From the source of creation. Why seek, but in vain,
What my purpose in life is? I can but allow.