One battle after another! Or The Jungian caution of gift and liability!: A poem 

There is a revelation that not only comes from a historical 

perspective garnered from your soul; but also, an attentive  

education from another highly aware soul. That we know our  

matches and mismatches of wisdom, and we know the 

incongruities that exist as friends (how distant they may seem)  

as also our enemies (how near they are to us). Do we know to understand the 

impromptu validation of every moment that confronts us! 

I can understand Jung’s imposingly sustaining wisdom which is 

more divine psychology than simply psychology; and endeavours to 

resolutely fortify the highly aware soul from too much suffering,  

and alleviate its misery! I had always avowedly kept my awareness  

secret never even doubting the conviction and faith I had in it. 

But then, I started speaking it out when I felt my mind was being 

trespassed by evil that wanted to subjugate my resoluteness into  

premature submission to its treacherous seering . I was never cryptic 

in my (since debut) revealing revelations, but I realised honesty is too much 

defeat of the truth. So, I express my loyalties and also, draw the curtains over them! 

Should I know, not enough, but know to understand the truth in me. When I  

ameliorate and transfuse the history of my soul from the onset; and expose it innocently! 

Even its randomness of telltale can confound those who try to work against it.  

Carl Jung, thank you for cautioning me that my awareness must not be expounded 

in fact, kept secret for risk of being transgressed and attacked by so many illateral forces that live in instinct  

and not awareness that they wish to superimpose their ghettos over the entire  

created whole and posterity! I do believe that I am not my enemy when I dare to bare, 

in thought, word or action! There is a lampoon in honorably making a lie a truth and  

a truth a lie. I am as much a maverick as a warrior. You must believe that fake posturing  

is also the art of God, even if he is punished for being perjorative, to handle the imposter(s). 

I am never disillusioned by the reality of the mass murderes who pretend to uphold the  

laws of society. I was never afraid of defeat. There can be one battle after another, but no  

silence in the universe. There must be a contrarian noise, (even in our little solar system   

where everyone wants to rule, including the nearby Moon and the farthest Piscean deep sea) when treachery stakes  

everything you believe, and the historical criminals keep judging others! We just can’t  

presume to be platonic in our self-awareness. There is the gift in pain as much as its  

liability! And resolute patience is also a sovereign gift as much as a liability! 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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