! 'We Read The World Wrong...'...Worse Than That...

M Michael Shepherd
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Yes – we read the world wrong, and say that it deceives us, said Tagore… just imagine, if the snake said, you can’t see me… no, I’m just a stick of rotting wood, a length of old rope thrown away, mouldering in the undergrowth… or the rope said, I’m reborn! I’m now a snake, I’ve risen in intelligence and consciousness – watch out, all those who treated me so harshly as a rope... or the shell said, how beautiful I am! I’m mirrored all like silver; once I was a humble shell, content to be myself; now - how precious now I am! Or the silver coin said, I’ll hide here in the sand and look like mother-of-pearl, nacreous, and wait to give myself to some delighted beggar… how virtuous I am; and how rewarded I shall be! no, Nature, prakriti, has never learned from Man, how to deceive… ah, but mankind… how we deceive our mother, Nature… we promised her we would look after her in her old age… but all we did was steal her wealth, cast her into a filthy wilderness, pretend to others that she never was of our family but an untouchable who works for us… oh Rabindranath, what would you think of the behaviour of your grand-children… oh Rabindranath, you never guessed how we’ve deceived our world…

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