Playful Primordial
So I thought to myself
As I was feasting in my infinite infinitude
My heavenly star realms
My eternity abode
That was the initial idea, I mean
With this whole concept of 'service principle'
Wouldn't that be an ultimate game
To take birth
On that particularly interesting planet Earth
Going through a period of transition
A collective passage
So, to incarnate and go through it
One more time
That whole damned absurd process
That I already know so well
The sovereign singular passage
Known as awakening, enlightenment
Liberation, moksha, nirvana, etc
There are many names for it
To play the break out archetype
The one wild card
But first, to go through the dream of samsara
This time with full sobriety
Hiding behind the eyes of the character
Dancing the puppet dance, ningyo-mai
Unraveling karmic configuration
First accumulating
Then diminishing
A pase, a cessation
And then, the ultimate game
I looked into it, this idea
Appearing spontaneously
In the mind of my infinite infinitude
I measured it
Its cons and pros
Its potentialities
Its risks
I sensed into its flavor
I breathed into its tasteless taste
And then I said
Why not!
I got nothing to lose
It could be amusing
To obscure myself
And then reveal myself
Back and forth, back and forth
Sequentially
Moving through the system
Like a serpent
Like a music scale
Like a rainbow spectrum
Until a climax
An unexpected turn of events
A remembrance
The ultimate joke
A mind-blowing, earth-shattering revelation of
My true divine nature
My glorious wrathful trickstery
Okay,
This whole silly game
Needs some precise code words
That activate this celestial dance
Code words, but also Imprints
That are activated by the words
In perfect galactic synchronicity
So I inserted all this in the Dream
In the Pattern
In the Mind
I hid the imprints carefully in the Body
And the code words, in the Speech
A treasure hunt!
Okay, now the fundamental mechanism of this idea
Seems to be clear
It needs a work name
I shall call it
'Ferocious Monster Bunny Hunt'
I undertake it out of
No agenda whatsoever
No reason at all
Compassion is a surface act
I mean, not really
I am genuinely compassionate, loving and tender
I am, after all, Lord himself
But there is something even more primary
Going on here
My rudimentary impulse
My great delight in
Curiosity, play, drama
My true nature
As Playful Primordial Outflow