for Ervin László
The universe is mental, first of all:
From thought emerge the things that fill the void,
The source of life and creatures great and small,
By whom, in their degrees, Mind is enjoyed.
Mind matters; not the other way around,
As if from inert stuff Mind might arise;
Things need a ground of being more profound,
A matrix from which forms may realize.
Therefore, if things aren’t going very well,
Attend instead to how your mind’s attuned
For in your mind the keys to heaven and hell
Both hang, by which your life is raised or ruined.
The God by which reality’s designed
In the Akashic Field is Cosmic Mind.