...On The Brink Of Pure Bliss! Poem by Chuy Amante

I sat last night
and saw all the other lives
where I did not opt for bliss

I opted for duty and obligation...
Here I sit now,
sitting...
or
jumping off this time?

Last night I sat
amongst my elders

is not their wisdom only an
accumulation of our own?

I seemed to be seated next to
many different me's

Each one had a reason for not
following their bliss in their life

So, they came back and tried again
after their stories were told, I was next
in line,

but I was in real time

...they were ghosts of the past~~~

there I found myself
sitting on the edge AGAIN

and not 25 years old

looking at all that brought me here
and then looking within myself

here was my chance, the big moment
evolution culminating in the NOW

staring me right in the face
with the wisdom of the past,
my full techna-color Holograms

I had my reasons for not
following my bliss:

I had 'obligations'
I had 'debt of various kinds'
I had 'beliefs'
I had 'restrictions'
I had 'duty'
I had 'to be careful'

I had all of these ghosts still in me!

There was one way to kill them all!

JUMP this time, into BLISS

No excuses to stay outside of:

effortless, choiceless, pure awareness!

Jump I said, JUMP, I shouted

and here I sit on the edge...