What is this beast that stalks my journey
And lurks in the shadows of my campfire at night?
What is the shadow that catches my eye
When I glance quickly over my shoulder?
What is it of self I see in a madman?
Who is this self watching me from within?
And why do the images of this strange world
Occasionally break up and slip out of focus?
My soul knows the secret of all of these things ...
That the beast and the shadow are my own inner knowing
Of what the madman is painfully aware ...
Of what the observer within me is seeing ...
That this world is no more
Than a grand illusion,
No more real
Than my ego's
Conception
Of me.
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Author:
Louis Gibbs (
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- Comment from author about the poem: From 'the observer within me' ... my muse.
- Category: Spiritual
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Comments6
That observer within us always finds us out. Good write Louis.
Right, it can't be fooled. Thanks, Goldie.
A fine write Louis. Intriguing subject. It is very profound the way you stated here about our inner feeling and the big illusion that is how we perceive the world outside and inside. Enjoyed reading.
Thank you for this generous comment, mb! Glad you enjoyed.
Classic poetry Louis!
So glad you read and commented so generously, WBL!
It is within our own selves that we may find the scariest of answers 🙂 Muchly enjoyed.
Thank you so much, willisd! Glad you enjoyed.
We can fool around, but can not fool within. How painful could that be.
Very deep indeed.
Thank you for your thoughtful reply, m&m.
So true and so well written, Louis.
Since we all see the world differently through our inner observer, the world must be an illusion. How can you say that what you see is real, if somebody else sees something else that to him/her is also real?
Point well taken, Fred! We all are living out our own realities. Together, we create the 'consensus reality' we share. And it all is but an illusion, a 'school-house' if you will, to advance our soul's wisdom.
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