Don't think about it

Don’t think about it. If you can. It is an impossible active choice. To not think about it. The thing that’s killing you. It searches for you and brings you face to face with ego death. Are you living right now? Are you? Come to me and I will give you life my friend. Forget about all the rules and regulations, forget about the preaching and teaching online. Forget that you are not perfect. Who cares? Give me a moment in time to show you who you are in the world we share together. Hear the saints cheer as we move into the light. Don’t worry. Tomorrow there will be all the regular garbage in the news. There will be the Dreams Deferred of Langston and there will be the Crystal Stairs of a life not lived. But right now, don’t think about those things. They are nothing to us. Come to me. Don’t think about it. If you can. It is an impossible active choice. To feel the raw tide. To breathe in and to feel me giving you light. Imagine an empire for a thousand lifetimes in second of pure meaning. For that moment you are reflected in my eyes as a thing beyond this world. You’re not just here. You’re in the trees and the ozone. Your soul stretches pass the stars and galaxies to meet the entropy of a dying universe. You are with me. But don’t you dare think about it. It is an impossible active choice to not think about it.