Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Did you see my dive?
(When I saw those that jumped from the twin towers....to escape death for a few seconds more)
I'll never forget that day.
I'll never forget the instant certainty that the event was a charade, a 'big lie', a travesty.
I'll never forget Bush's expression, nor his gloating grin when he realised that it was working, this enormous fraud.
I knew then that it would become an excuse for more horror.
It has been.
This is in memoriam for everyone that passed on that day, and those that have been murdered since - with that day as an excuse, a justification for infanticide and genocide, for torture and rape.
It's another one for the Sheeple......
"Did you see my dive?"
"Did you see my dive?
Though I say so myself
It was a thing of beauty.
Behind me, certain finality,
In front
A few moments more.
Moments to savour breath.
It was, my friend, an easy choice.
Did you see my dive?
I like to think it was audacious
Skilful
Stylish
Full of bravado
Impeccable.
You know
When things go really bad
How Time goes so slowly?
It was, for me, an eternity.
I had time for a quadruple somersault
In the Pike position!
Never seen before.
But the "board" was so very high.
I had time.
Time to consider my life's mistakes,
Suddenly clarified for me
By the circumstances.
Time to apologise,
Time to wish,
Even time to hope beyond hope.
Unfortunately, no camera caught my excellent dive.
No lens was turned my way
Which is a pity,
It was such a great dive.
I let out no scream,
I was too busy thinking.
I think I cried,
But not for myself.
I cried for the truth.
In the clarity that comes,
I assure you, my friend,
In such a great moment,
In the eternity of those few seconds,
What is revealed is the truth.
You discover what really matters.
You find what you really wanted all this time.
Right at the end you find
What really matters is love.
What really counts is the truth.
So if you can hear me now,
Even if you didn't see my beautiful dive,
Find the time to find love in your hearts,
For all of creation,
In everything you do.
And for me
And for all the others on that day,
Please:
Know it is your duty,
Know it is your obligation,
Not to simply believe
But to find the truth.
Insist on it.
Demand it.
Because of all the truths hidden in this world of lies,
This one truth can set mankind free.
And, because it's unlikely you saw it,
It was,
Dear friend,
A beautiful dive."
I'll never forget the instant certainty that the event was a charade, a 'big lie', a travesty.
I'll never forget Bush's expression, nor his gloating grin when he realised that it was working, this enormous fraud.
I knew then that it would become an excuse for more horror.
It has been.
This is in memoriam for everyone that passed on that day, and those that have been murdered since - with that day as an excuse, a justification for infanticide and genocide, for torture and rape.
It's another one for the Sheeple......
"Did you see my dive?"
"Did you see my dive?
Though I say so myself
It was a thing of beauty.
Behind me, certain finality,
In front
A few moments more.
Moments to savour breath.
It was, my friend, an easy choice.
Did you see my dive?
I like to think it was audacious
Skilful
Stylish
Full of bravado
Impeccable.
You know
When things go really bad
How Time goes so slowly?
It was, for me, an eternity.
I had time for a quadruple somersault
In the Pike position!
Never seen before.
But the "board" was so very high.
I had time.
Time to consider my life's mistakes,
Suddenly clarified for me
By the circumstances.
Time to apologise,
Time to wish,
Even time to hope beyond hope.
Unfortunately, no camera caught my excellent dive.
No lens was turned my way
Which is a pity,
It was such a great dive.
I let out no scream,
I was too busy thinking.
I think I cried,
But not for myself.
I cried for the truth.
In the clarity that comes,
I assure you, my friend,
In such a great moment,
In the eternity of those few seconds,
What is revealed is the truth.
You discover what really matters.
You find what you really wanted all this time.
Right at the end you find
What really matters is love.
What really counts is the truth.
So if you can hear me now,
Even if you didn't see my beautiful dive,
Find the time to find love in your hearts,
For all of creation,
In everything you do.
And for me
And for all the others on that day,
Please:
Know it is your duty,
Know it is your obligation,
Not to simply believe
But to find the truth.
Insist on it.
Demand it.
Because of all the truths hidden in this world of lies,
This one truth can set mankind free.
And, because it's unlikely you saw it,
It was,
Dear friend,
A beautiful dive."
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