day 20: winter solstice

the sun of God has died today, in relation to Mystery seekers of planet earth attempting to make sense of the mathematics of this planet in this universe we occupy and how it shapes our daily moods, health, imbalances.

the sun has sunken to His lowest phase in relation to the tilt of the earth's axis, which travels on its elliptical orbit nearing a conclusion of a 365 day revolution.

this crucifixion, is the lowest plane the sun appears to us. thus the sun has died in His exhausted undying radiant Love that He gave for our often sinful behavior of taking Him for granted throughout the year of light.

through this death, the winter of our despair is realized. our acknowledgement is enough to lead the steady resurrection of the Sun, as the Earth grows closer in her understanding of how important the sun is to her body, her trees and lakes, mountains and villages of people and beings, and thus a Love story is born.

i believe in the sun of God. the sun of this solar system that we cannot live without. the sun who provides so selflessly, without the ego that we/that i partake in, even in this fast, in describing it, in talking of it, as if i were building the tower of babel, as if i were zarusthra deciphering heaven and hell. i was reminded of this yesterday, as i came together with kindred spirits in a warrior gathering by the hudson, burning our lower i's through sage and the palo santo that my sol brother brought, and the words my lunar sister read. all praise is due, i thought, as i became just a little bit lighter. i became a little bit less seen in the moonlight that peeked through the buildings of gotham and shone perspective on us. thank You.

the winter solstice is an opportunity to fall in Love again. to be reminded of the Greatness we are divine numerals in. what's todays mathematics? 

the revolution of jesus lead to a resistance movement that would deify the man who spoke of a Higher Source among the oppressed masses he Quietly lead. this movement would eventually galvanize a generation and generations to come against the oppression of the roman/imperial/colonial powers of the time. 

of and from the masses of poverty, the jesus of folklore and bible, offers the Essence of spiritual practice - the inseparability of spirituality from the fight for, equanimity, social justice, Harmony. 

some marxists have separated spirit from resistance and new agers have done the converse- the separation of resistance from spirit.

somehow, in the modern frequency of babylon, being spiritual has become equated with turning a blind eye to the crimes against Life which occur with every drone bomb obama approves, every plant that is moncropped and patented by monsanto and agribusiness, by every tree that is murdered during deforestation for highways and more furniture, more consumption, by every being that loses their natural habitat in this process, every being that is captured and incarcerated in the prison system - zoos; with every work place raid that sends people who work for next to nothing in shackles and packages back to their destroyed home countries that have become starved by the obesity of our over-consuming cultures. but don't talk about that, that's politics, not spirituality, the babylon gurus say. that has nothing to do with us. 

if i weren't born to a 3rd world country that was referred to as a basket-case by nixon, for its dire straits in poverty, if even in my father's highly self-educated intellectualism, we didn't grow up in economic poverty in queens, ny, if i wasn't on several occasions faced with decisions that could involve jail time, out of a sense of neccessity, if brown were not the layer of this shell i am in, and the dirt brown of bangladesh that is the scar tissue of the olive brown of pakistani racism and genocide, if the food i ate and the air i breathe did not lead my family into diabetes, asthma, cancer, etc, if i didn't wonder what happened to all the indigenous people who lived here before new york was a city, if i didn't have friends from puerto rico, peru, sudan, harlem, palestine, louisiana, jamaica, trinidad, south carolina, virginia, and in our conversations and in our attire and in our thinking process, i didn't realize that we were strewn together by the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, if if if if if if if if.................................i would probably separate spirituality from resistance or resistance from spirituality too. but it's impossible. i am of the creed of jesus and muhammad (peace be upon them). i am the sun of God.