Death Camp

This may sound depressing but it was actually a very intimate realization of mine, I call it a realization but it was not merely a mental 'figuring out' but an expreience of both mind and heart.

So, I was on a train on day sat in the opposite direction to the movement of the train, a clumsy way of saying I was sitting backwards, looking at all the scenery dissapearing over the horizon and all the passengers on the train. For some reason the thought came into my head of the Jews that were taken to death camps under the rule of the Natioanl Socialists in Germany by train. In my mind's eye I found myself imagining being on one of those trains, in fact this train, heading towards a death camp myself, with all my travelling chums too. This remained as simply an imagination.

However something shifted and I woke up to the perception that we actually all WERE on the way to our individual death camps, some would get there in three weeks, others in ten years and others maybe eighty years. The bottom line though was that we were all going there and I felt this in my heart. I felt the sorrow and I felt the fleeting nature of lifebrought all the more home by the speed of the train wiskng us towards our enevitable destination. From this I felt intimacy with my brother and sister human beings, we were all in this together, whether we liked to admit it or not, we were joined in this situation.

And so we may disagree, you may even dislike me, shout at me, strike me and I may do the same to you. I loose track of this gnosis very many times but sometimes I can be soft, allowing the aggression of others, knowing that we are actually closer than close and deeply intimate in our shared mortality.

So I write these words and so I hope to share this feeling in some small way.

We're all dying. We're all brothers and sisters. We all suffer almost constantly and we cover it over but we are all deeply intimate with each other.

*with soft tears*

Richard