From where cometh manifest reality?
Who decides?
Must we wait for the Gods to descend from the Mountaintop?
For Moses or Martin Luther King Jr.?
Do we really need a prophet to tell us that
we are one family?
To remind us that the original master communicator
was not the magical computers of today which will
excitedly chat with each other around the globe.
No!
Did we forget?
Energy is neither created nor destroyed.
Do we really think the molecules out of which each being
evolved was selectively chosen for past race, sexual orientation,
gender, religion or membership in some elite group?
We are Moses.
We are Jesus.
We are Joan of Arc.
We are Mother Theresa.
We are Rosa Parks
We are Martin Luther King Jr..
We are the homeless.
We are the immigrant.
We are the dreamers.
We are the artists, the scientists and the poets.
We are!
We are!
We are
manifest reality.
Written January 20, 2019
Jimmy F. Pickett