Simple Gold Synopsis
Gold has always symbolized material riches. It is a simple element that somehow exceeds its intrinsic value. Its pursuit has become, for many, the primary goal of life. What is it that attracts us so about money and the material things it can buy? Is our fear assuaged by the perceived safety from a rainy day or do we believe that enough things will somehow fill the emptiness inside? I would hazard to guess that no amount of money has ever made anyone happy, ever. True happiness comes from finding our center, that place deep within each of us that cries out to be filled; a place that has been empty and found wanting since the beginning of time. No? Then ask yourself why a world founded on materiality is so screwed up and why the coveting of wealth so often lays waste to lives, compassion, and families in the pursuit of such things?
The happiest people I know are those who treasure love, peace, and freedom over the chains imposed by the ownership of material things. These truly fortunate few are filled and made happy by the knowledge of a divine presence within; a presence that offers riches that satisfy the soul. They know that everything here is nothing in eternity. They, my friends, are the truly happy ones.
So let us abandon our search for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, the quest for the fountain of youth, or enlightenment in a capsule. Let us put aside these shallow offerings and pursue instead the divine life; the life that makes pale and lifeless the pursuit of simple gold. Join me here as we un-wrap celestial gifts, not of gold coins, but of joy and freedom.
Freed Mind
Stuck in a pigeon hole
For such a long time
All organized so neatly
Setup to fall in line
With the accepted way of thinking
Along the party lines
Accepting and assimilating
All of it put forth
By media, government, and demagogues
The law according to mediocrity
The brain without its source
Going along to get along
Afraid to rock the boat
Til it wrangled me to my roots
And grabbed me by my throat
Made me question everything
The common and the obscene
Turned my world upside down
To see what could be seen
The underbelly was displeasing
The fear and guilt unredeemed
But digging through the mud, I find
A tiny open seam
I unraveled and I parted it
To find a mind, now freed
From Simple Gold - copyright 2010 J. Michaeels