JOHN MCINTOSH

To you who seek The Light of Life It is a fool’s journey … An endless search

Not found on paths of glory Or through magic mushrooms of any kind Not found in sacred practices Or harsh disciplines

It cannot be found in achievements Or years of denying this or that The world is full of possibilities Lo here, lo there it claims But offers only phantoms in return for your devotion

The search it self is a trap It validates your separate self And places the Light always Beyond your grasp

But stay a while in Silence The lonely quiet of Freedom Which beckons beyond your search Declaring Freedom Now

There is no searching required The Light you seek has never left IT is ‘who’ YOU Really Are With only one request

Give up this fantasy of a personal identity Dissolve this false self In the fire of Stillness Come Home to YOU Who has never left IT SELF