The Past Never Happened
I used to think the past was gone;
and, I just needed to forget it;
then, it appeared the past lived on;
so then, I began to regret it.
Finally, I’ve come to a new conclusion;
I was simply an actor on call;
for, it all was a play; a light illusion;
and, life never happened at all.
Each life is actually only our dream;
created by each actor’s mind;
our soul and body, act as a team;
individual reality, defined.
Life is an eternal ongoing process;
acting out thoughts from above;
molding each soul, to make progress;
directed by the Author of love.
Today is the only time that exists;
you can’t breathe air from the past;
we can only hope that air persists;
or in the future, no one can last.
But that too, is an elaborate illusion;
the soul breathes no oxygen, above;
logic alone will bring this conclusion;
for the soul only feeds on love.
The mind is a name for consciousness;
and it is both, actor and stage;
if all reality, we’d completely undress;
it’s only in the mind, we engage.
We are thoughts on the Master’s mind;
there is neither, time, nor space;
only the present, can be clearly defined;
for, the past, never took place.
Monty 12/24/21. # 886