Poetical Ravings

by Alexander Countey

We can never claim to be higher then another, never claim to have realized what others have not, never hold ourselves superior in any way to other humans, to other beings, we are all simply at different points in our paths, we are all simply in the same illusion, the commonality of the experience of the world, of the world we witness, the common illusion shared between all sentient beings in this world, is itself the proof of the unity of existence. This common illusion is the divine connection that hold us within our identity, into our ego, into this world. As Ram Dass so elegantly states it, “Don’t prolong the past, don’t invite the future, don’t alter innate wakefulness, don’t fear appearances.” We must neither attach to nor reject the world we witness. We must not get lost in the past experiences that, although they undeniably hold relevance into whom we identify ourselves as, what we believe, what brought us to this point, it must be viewed as neutral and equal as any other experience, as no better nor no worse than any other pathway. As each pathway is equally as valid, it must be observed as equally valid as every other experience. We must not take away or alter our focus to block out the world, it is too easy to be ignorant of what is around us, ignorant of the impact of our actions, ignorant to the world as it unfolds around us, our focus placed somewhere else, focused away from the world, so focused we become blind and ignore, focused to push away and reject the world, focus so strong on a single point that it becomes blind to all that is around.
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Alexander Countey, in loving memory

My most longstanding and best friend passed away, and I don’t know what to do about it. Alex had been living in India for some time, he kept trying to get me to visit. He loved it there. I thought nothing unusual, as we had grown up on Carmine Street in the Greenwich Village together, his family had moved to the Catskills and Alex had spent some considerable time abroad: first living in Australia, then Amsterdam, and finally moved to India. I truly cherished every visit that we had together, and feel very close to his family, who had taken me in and treated me as one of their own. I just found out today, and I miss him so much.