Meaning and Experience, Part 2

Michael Bolerjack

The story of the Blue butterfly and my search Has been a twisted path.

Break, or else it was A predestined moment known In eternity.

It has been about Meaning and experience, But a whole lot more.

It was either chance, Or part of Gods plan and how Is one to discern?

To make sense of my Place in the world and what I Believe to be real,

Is it possible? Does it matter why or how The beauty happens?

What I call really Real, God, or the ultimate, Is not easy.

Is that to look for The dreaded meaning behind Sheer experience,

I have tried to say It is an event, like the Moment of contact

An unwarranted Posit or explanation That actually

Between my finger And the butterfly, which was A sort of lucky

Hinders living life To the full, trapping me in My own opinion?

And yet I feel that Experience without Meaning is lacking,

On the same page of My dictionary appears Along with these words

Something animals Have, for instance, so humans To play their part must,

Connectivity. The blue butterfly and I Made a connection.

Though it is a task, Not simply erase their minds Like a good Buddha.

This simple insight Matches so much in the world You already know.

Neither do I feel I should become entangled In endless moral

But its been said, dont Overlook the obvious. If in what comes next,

Wrangling about the Theological and the Metaphysical.

I make connections Between many different Things, its in order

Neither consciousness Nor conscience are sufficient For my paradigm.

To say something not About connectivity, But what it connotes.

There is the one mind And there is the mind of Christ. They are not the same.

Such as making war, Making money, buying votes And condemning sinners.

There is another Which is evident in the History of thought,

However, the one To come, in apocalypse, Will displace the mind

The conceptual Itself, you might say, or the Philosophic mind.

Of mammon with the Mind of Christ, a thinking so Different from the way

It is so widely Distributed throughout our World it seems to be

It is commonly Conceived, because it resists The concept as such.

Necessary, but It is only one way of Thinking, not without

I will approach its Disclosure in an oblique Way, through catholic

Its adherents and Proofs of utility in Argumentations,

Theology, which I have found conceals more than It reveals of Christ.

Herewith a twisted Path made straight for Gods glory, And not for my own.

He came and he saw And he conquered sin and death So that we might live.

The butterfly does Sometimes sit still, but never Long. Arise and go.

Let us live for Him In Spirit and in truth as He said wed worship.

I did not intend, But attention came to be. The mind at rest works.

Engaged to the groom Who waits at the altar in His supreme patience.

There is a truth in The gift of experience. Receive the giving.

O the patience Hes Shown in the centuries since The time of the cross.

A what does it mean? Always falls short of the thing Which abides alone.

Repent and believe Is what he said to us then. We must turn around.

A person emerges From out of nowhere like a Sudden thunderclap.

Before I am through I will have described that turn, And a further one.

Lord Jesus my truth And the truth of these stanzas Which desire but you,

There is no greater Word in the scriptures than The word of your truth.

Help me know and serve Unceasingly the salvation In your very Mind,

So, let us not be Fearful of things present or Past or things to come,

The wonderful things Youve done for all your creatures Out of your one love.

For all of these things You have willed in the one act Of the creation.

Things new and old show Forth, yet who am I to take Truth upon my lips?

Let us be patient Humble of mind and in heart And wait on your Word,

Cleanse me for your truth, As a prophet would be cleansed To be your vessel,

Which your Spirit, I Pray may reveal today for Its accomplishment,

And let these words be True but also sometimes let Them be beautiful.

Your purpose in this Work, which I hope you will bless And accept. Amen.

Peppered with prayer, Salted with fire: Grace and truth Came by Jesus Christ.

For the time is now: The night is advanced and day Approaches. Salvation

Let me do no less And yet no more than you will: Not a mere poem

Is more than the church Can bear, so let the human Mind itself bring forth.

May this be, but in Time and eternity, a Way of your break through.

So long awaited And yet almost prevented By Christianity,

A witness to grace And to the transformation, The once and future.

Is it not time we Die rather than not allow The coming glory?

May saints help me here To allow you to take place In me and the work.

This all consuming Renewal resurrection Will no longer wait.

May Mary your mother Give birth to me and the mind You want me to have.

What would Jesus do? You would show us how to be The first to arrive.

Let me pick up bits Of text, obeying not them, but Whatever you will.

Perhaps our teachers Warned us of this, of the trials Attending knowledge.

To have excluded The academic middle Is a very song.

It is in the names Of things that they have their Being, as defined,

The suffocation Of the discursive need not Limit mindfulness.

And so it is with Us, we exist in a net Of fateful signing.

To pronounce a name Is not to know a thing but Perhaps to invoke

For revelation Needs revealability. Language is this and

You, O Lord, my word Which reaches all through language, Though my selection

Not this alone but The mystical way that you Contain all being

And reception of The truth available lacks The great attunement.

In a writing and Reading, which is why we were Given the scriptures.

Theology known As the via negativa Is not negative

The negative way Says we really cant know God, While the example

But surrender to That which is greater than our Definitions stand.

Of scripture suggests That God communicates God To us, not just laws,

Scripture cannot be Set aside may mean not that It is inerrant

And the goal of the Void, means erasure of self, Individual

In particulars But that that the paradigm Of the Bible is.

Identity, and I think all of this coheres, In the Mind of Christ.

In this I would then Be mistaken to erase All meaningfulness,

As I am I will Not know God, who contains all Like the Bible does,

To reach nirvana, Which may yet be attained though Despite contradiction.

So excessive is He that I must be changed to Contain, not control,

Him. In decontrol I will decontaminate, And in connection,

War will end, that day, No one will be able to Think it anymore.

The ensemble of The immortals hitherto Confined to Heaven,

Swords will become plow Shares and God will wipe away Every tear and trace.

At the limits of Experience, will break Forth not as madness,

The transformation Seen in the brain by science, In technology,

Or as the reserve Of saints, but as God With Us, Divinization.

In the connections Between people, are signs of What is taking place.

We have seen what this Looks like in a few at times, Now it will engulf

We will give up all We know and have and are, so That God may be here,

All, in the great And terrible day, not of Judgment but of peace.

For He loves so much That He wants us completely. He brooks no rival.

Contemporary Culture presents foreboding Futures of our end.

It will happen at Once, at a day and hour we Know not. Be ready.

And so it seems, to That which has held sway in the Mind, hitherto, now

The destruction of The church is almost complete, As Daniel foretold.

Desperate at change That it fought so long and hard, But which must be pitched

When it is total, The end will not be long, and The way to it clear.

Into the abyss And chained for the coming of The Kingdom of Christ.

Yet some will refuse, As John says, saying they must Go back for something.

The change I believe In is not a candidates Promise or slogan.

When so much awaits, What could possibly keep us From our wedding day?

It will end power, It will end world politics, It will save our souls.

In the hour of the Decision you must have then Already lived it.