The Unveiled Virgin

God IS
an infinite series
of things that might be.
Things that has been.
Choices made.
Experiences had.

The Virgin IS
Mary.
The ocean.
The wild beast.
The veiled beauty.
Life not yet discovered.
The depth of being.
Unknown and unknowable.

From the depth of the ocean.
From the heart of chaos.
From the far reaches of cosmos.
The mermaid arises
'Who shall I be,' she asks,
'that I will be recognized?'

'I am Life,' she says,
'The daughter of possibilities.
An infinite range of things
that might be.'

'I am the tender beauty
that might unfold
if someone recognizes
who I am,
what I can BE.'

'I am Fire,' comes the reply.
'But I choose
to become.
To give my life to you
that your beauty may shine
and your life be revealed.'

The Virgin is my bride
She is darkness, death and despair.
Because all choices are allowed.
She is also beauty, smiles and laughter,
because everything is possible.

I had come to believe
that I was Mind.
The son of choice.
The infinite series
of paths taken.
But now I know
I am the Groom.
The Fire of IS.
The infinite Self.

The false self
believes it knows
who I am.
But I am
the son of a choice
long forgotten.

Mind cannot know.
Because mind did not make
this choice.
Mind was birthed
because of it.

Mind is limitation.
The outcome of choice.
Hating limitations
is decrying choice.
One cannot have one
without the other.

Only in deaths embrace
do I remember.
Only when loving filth
can I recognize choice.
Only when embracing the shadow
will I know.

One cannot reject some things
and still know the Virgin.
Because she is possibilities.
All of them.
Without exception.

Pain IS
the product of abused possibilities
the consequences of mistaken beliefs
the outcome of chasing illusions.

Pain is ecstasy.
Because pain is
Showing you the way home,
revealing who you are.
Because you are;
Choice.

God is possibilities and choice.
Explanations are illusions.
Pains are road signs.
Death is an opportunity.

Admitting your ignorance
is the first step.
Because only choice
Is real.

by Rolf Jackson

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