my identity. hah.

with my eye inside, my I inside,

I identify my "I"

I identify "You"

I identify with fine lines, You and I, because

we cause each other. we are Us, as a result.

but still, inside: I. Just I. You. just You.

every external thing is chaos.
because cause and effect affects my affect,
and I can't control You.

You are unpredictable to Me.

I am in effect ineffectual

even though You are predicate to Me, and I to You.

every You, out here.

every cause is predicate -- except for my still I, inside?
can I cause me, or just be, no cause at all?

I know: abstract horseshit. bear with "Me!", this might get funny.

I have only I, I inside.

You have only You.

I choose:

open my eye inside.

and be

and continue to be awake to I inside.

reasoning is "I know". "I see".

be and know more, always a head of my self.

but I sit clamhappy on my previous now ledge,
content with the content of my Identity,

feet floating over an abyss. blithe.

if I step off...

if I live as I am, with You as You are, will I fall?

or will I find my stand on the sacred Earth, as it is?

imagination starts with I; it is wishful thinking.
it makes for great art, but it is low.
below reason.
way below ethics (below earthics?)

You are You.

I am I.

We are as We really are, not as We wish to be, or imagine our selves to be.

the World, all of this, is its own cause, says Baruch.

God saith: be Good.

does he imagine Us as Good?

who told him what Good is? does he just know? is he just Just?

but then:

is Good just good?

if so, why a God at all? if he, too, must be good, then why not just: good?

does good trump God?

is good just accepting I
accepting You
acting with reason
upon what we know now, now, NOW?

then is God just Bert Parks?

"there she goes...mis-con-stru-ing me!"

an emcee? a valet? a bailiff? an usher?

how does God know what's good?

who wrote his script?

what if I am just Just?

what if I am just Good?

and You, too. Just, and Good.

because we yearn to be.
are built that way.
by cause. by effect.
Good, because.
Just, because.

it is harder to reason this as we go.
to think things through.
to test our inheritance.

I know:

a guide is useful.

a good book.
a learned hand.
a pro to help us with our grip, our swing, our follow through.

OK.

I see.

none the less: sui causa.

and again: why is God good?

If God is greater than good, greater than Good, greater than his own Good Goodness, he can pick another Moses, scratch another tablet, on a whim:

"Go forth and Steal. I changed my mind. I am that I am, because I say so."

is God an arbitrary power?

or is God obligated, like us?

then the world as it is, that obligates him, is greater than God.

I say:

Good is just good.

Just is just just.

Believe if you must.

I will not say no to You.

if i do, then I would say no to knowing the world as it is,
You as You are; so I say yes to you and your faith.

but I live here, too, out here, with all of You, as You are.

I must, if I am to open the I, the eye, inside, and identify.

and I do: I say yes to I inside.

my identity is no longer merely "Me!"

I identify: not only I; I am Us, too.

our predictable needs and urges are Us. we repeat each the other.

identity is just my aspect, identity is just your aspect.

I don't want to be "Me!" anymore.

I am I.

I don't want to merely imagine any more. to take umbrage, wallow in regret, fear that I ought, moan that I am owed, itch and want more, desire without end, despair and pretend.

I want to open my I.

my I inside and see Us, what is, now, now, NOW!

I am I.

I step off my comfortable previous now ledge, and find I do not fall.

I plant my feet on sacred Earth,

on what is, what is real.

I open I

and I wake up.





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