“Higher” Consciousness is for Suckers

One day, consciousness said to me…

Trying to reach a “higher” consciousness is fruitless,

Not to mention “raising your vibration” is insatiation…

Existence is not a station, and there are no levels

Though the metaphor isn’t evil.

Go ahead and level up, just stop pretending 

You know what the levels are….

It's different for each person, though there might

Be similarities, correlations, relationships,

You can’t teach anything, but you can be yourself a teaching…

Consciousness is with it inside and beside the

Lowest frequency, to the High, all notes in between,

Are to be seen and felt, lived and loved, 

As below so above…

One does well to get off the high horse, and to ride and be 

Ridden, Ask and Bidden, Taken and Given.

The task is to be both within and without, certain in doubt

This is aware, and constitutes real care,

To be with what you and all others are. 

Why isn’t all bliss?

Why can’t we resonate to the transcendental

And avoid the icky and the messy, the maniac mental,

Because it's this, and this, and this too, 

It will all do,

The goal can’t be happiness, or some harmonic utopia,

Consciousness needs grief, sadness and insomnia

Just as much as it needs love, peace, rest, joy

To make itself known, and this is how a person 

Gets to own themselves. To be fuckwithable in

All the right ways, and to draw the lines

And say no or yea….

A person has times and places, periods and spaces,

Where bliss and joy employ and we enjoy,

But you can’t make a horse drink who doesn’t know it's thirsty

We are born in matter with animal bodies

And what they hold, unfolds, in desire, and pain

Survival and gain, ease and dis, this and this and this, too.

It's no harm to hunt for bliss, to imagine and manifest prosperity,

Abundance and harmony,

But consciousness always contains the polarity, and if you 

Aren’t paying attention, blisser outer, it will bite you in 

The ASS,

 it came to pass, all of it. 

And as we watch the show, we get to know that

This is no accident, life will tend towards the beautiful.

If you stop forcing it, start facing it,

Vibrate high and low and know.