Dawn of Declaration

Case #1

The moon, Hey moon are you a fool?

As the she sun reflects its light off of your surface I can see that

You have funny stains on your face.

Shouldnt you clean those stains off of your face?

Those white stains they are on your face, moon.

Case #2

The moon, Hey moon are you a fool?

As the she sun reflects its light off of your surface I can see that

You have funny stains on your face.

Shouldnt you clean those stains off of your face?

Those black stains they are on your face, moon.

So there the moon is,

does it have white stains on a black surface?

Or does it have black stains on a white surface?

There the moon is, unaffected by our judgement,

The moon is what it is, it does not have any stains.

The stains come from our mind, because

In our human customs it is unnatural to have stains,

But the moon is not within our human customs,

And so the one that judges the moon for the stains on its face

Is a fool.

So there the moon is,

does it have white stains or black stains?

The moon does not have any stains, the moon just is.

There is the tree,

does the tree have beautiful branches or ugly branches?

The beauty, like the stains, only appear in our mind,

But the tree is not beautiful nor is it ugly, it just is.

There is the structure, a statue we have made,

A structure similar to a human being,

Is it a symbol? How is it structure?

To any animal creature this “structure” is just another rock.

Its form is only in our mind but nature keeps treating it like rock.

What is this structure formed by human hands?

It is nothing, it is only a rock.

The same way is everything else in our universe.

We see beauty, we distinguish our lives from the cosmos,

Our earth from the stars.

Boy, are we fooling ourselves?

There is no earth and stars, everything just is.

And whoever declares and distinguishes,

Is just another fool.

Now who began all of this?

If it was true and obvious that nothing is real,

But someone decided that to be able to keep

Track of essentials, to be able to think a little smarter,

And to live a little better, to use your brain a little more,

One needed to make these kinds of judgements.

So they declared and declared, whether it was true or not,

Now since truth doesnt really exist because we can never know what it is,

It did not matter what he called truth.

“This is true, that is true” he said,

“this tree is twisted and this animal is white,

And my word is true.”

Now maybe his word was true to him,

It was important for him to believe these,

since he used these judgements for his life.

Now here we are, still declaring truths here and there,

When in reality nothing really is, everything just is what it is.

But here we have decided to imagine purposes for everything,

To believe these and not believe others, and here we are.

We are so used to doing this, it is what we live by,

And we are so tangled up in it that we believe it, and we are left confused in the end.

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