This was scrawled on the Temple wall at Burning Man, and it really resonated:

It’s all so terrifyingly simple

We’ve overcomplicated it

There is a deliberate continuum

being maintained throughout

all the detailed narrative

No matter what your crazy theory is

no matter what mouth noises

or squiggly lines you make

to point towards something

that isn’t here and now

We are just LIFE

bubbling and boiling

and desperate to make more life

and anything else is just in the way

of doing that so please

use whatever semantic mechanisms

you need to feel better about

your fleshy impulsive existence

You are a seed

You are a fluid

There is no rising above

because it will never stop being

all around you

You were designated as a

temporary step in a massive

and beautiful process long

before you stopped and

recognized the privilege

of “being here”

or “asking questions”

You are electricity

You are rivers and glaciers and vapors

This is not a poetic metaphor

This is fact

Accept the titanic majesty of

creation into your self identity

Become mountains with your body

Open the rivers inside you

You are the galaxies and the flowers

ALL AT ONCE

This is not just a nice thing to say

or a pleasant thing to hear

This is who you are

Every wall you have built and

fortified with your trembling certainties

All of it can be reduced to ash

with a whisper

You are a note that tumbles

down the hillside of a symphony

Nothing that you are

will ever a be a statue

You are the raindrops

You are the gusts

You are the piles that

accumulate in the corners

You will forget

You will remember

You will forget

You will remember

You will hate forgetting

You will love remembering

You will hate remembering

You will love forgetting

Look up from the script

and share a knowing glance

with your co-stars

There never was going to be

any rehearsal.

—–

The Crisp Aftertaste of the Bottomless Silver, by Brian Duffy