Alien searching = Soul searching

A story of a young boy and what Aliens meant to him. How he travelled on a cosmic journey from Outer- space to his Inner-place. Alien searching = Soul searching, one for my country; two for my King!!

There was a boy in Lazarus Country.....they called him lovingly poetry-kiddo. Poetry was all he could do The country was at War. Often amidst the bloodshed and cries, he would run up the high hill and  gaze up to the clouds,  search for signs of movement besides that of the passing clouds. Were there other life-forms out there...like our cows, hens, pigs  mice? Were they like us? These thoughts would hold his attention every day every night. He wrote an Alien-poem on the gates of his city:

Hey you there, do you hear me? 

Hey green Alien! Where is your army? 

Alien…is it you …or is it me?

All I ever saw; all‘ve ever been…Alien!

He would often talk to the Air from his Hill: Did you have a Flying-Saucer Joyride.....you lucky few?.....yes I'm talking to you...

I am interested in knowing all your adventures aboard the flying saucer with the aliens.
Would you please narrate in meticulous detail, how this all started, whether your parents and dear ones had had contacts with the aliens also, how it has affected your personal life for the better or the worse,
Explain how exactly you were transported on the spaceship...if you remember...explain the life-there...
talk about how you returned form the UFO....what was shown to you....what has been revealed to you...
describe the spaceship  As you saw it...inside and outside....were there doors/...hatches?
I'm sure they must be using psycho kinesis to move the ship and not nuclear energy...oh that must be passé...and what about the food they eat and drink...how did you survive their meals...or did you take some canned food and drinks along?....
what about Oxygen?...do they breathe the same as we do?....did you go to any particular planet with them?...or were you time-travelling?...shifting dimensions? did you ever go through a black hole or come close to entering one?
did they tell you how to tap the Matrix...with your mind?...how to influence changes in people, animal, birds plants and things...? with or without their consent?.
how much value do they hold for the phenomenon we know as absolute -truth?
is truth..the key to the eternal question about life and death?...
have you or are you applying their knowledge in your life?
please stick to the point most of the time...so that visuals are  easy...(like i tend to confuse people with poetry sub-routines)...make me believe in what you yourself have believed  in.....
This thread is dedicated to your exploits in the Alien world....beginning to end....
of course my people will think that I am crazy....but lets stay on track......
have you told our King about this?....has a delegation of subject experts visited you?
have you gone for a radiation check?...if yes, What are the results......
are the aliens still in touch with you?....what is their stand on human behavior and life in general?
do they hold the key to understanding a big part of the universe?
do they stress on taking an argument to its logical conclusion?...like one wins another loses?...cant there be a `both-Win none-lose`, `both lose-no win` `both lose-both win` situation?.....
is `both`..or `all` ...really `one`?...is `one`..really `all`?
can you request your alien friends to contact me...through telepathy or however they do it?
can i hike a ride on their spaceship?....can i return back safely to earth whenever i wish?...
please do not try to see any ulterior motive behind my post...what i write is what you read...
i know you will make the time despite your busy schedule...in the name of Cosmic awareness.

IT SEEMED he was almost on the verge of finding what he was seeking….when he wrote his last poem:

He sent it to his Crazy King who had him executed in the evening before reading it. His reason was, every able-bodied man should fight and not write. But the king was curious.

He read:

How to know when you are Enlightened!

When recognition of your perceived reality as being illusory dawns,

When pipe-dreams shatter and nightmares don't matter in early morns,

When you know the Moon to be your teardrop and the Sun is your Crown,

When you know you have really risen after having fallen down!

When you give everything you have without ever holding back,

When they mock you and stab you, your clothing - just a tattered rag,

When Fairies carry you on strings of ethereal ether,

When you think you are dead while you live ....as if its better!

When swine march on all fours bedecked in garlands of Pearls,

When relaxed you are watching the War of the Worlds,

When Lazarus rises forth from the depths of his Tomb,

When you emerge again from another Mothers womb.

When you know that I am and then I know you are too,

When they know that we are as we know they have to,

When she is really him and yes they too are us,

When he too is you and the Shark and its jaws.

When viruses thrive in your body and your solar plexus trembles,

When planets are your Cells and black holes are your ulcers,

When cunning Cancer is you and tumors grow a plenty,

When acceptance is hope then faith is hardly scanty.

When parallel Universes merge to form your multi-Godly body,

When the Matrix declares submission; only then you're ready,

When alien galaxies dance at the nod of your luminous head,

When the discoverer in you unveils the obvious secret.

The creation was you and the creator too,

Fragmented and scattered like droplets of dew,

You tied the dark blind-fold over your own two eyes,

While the third eye of Truth they had cleverly disguised.

You chose the same path that you now are walking,

Falling then running while laughing still coughing,

Love then thy neighbor as you love to love your ownself,

Cause they are all you got when you weep at their doorstep.

Bodies are just vehicles when the soul wants a joyride,

When you are the darkness, there is no place to hide,

So bask in the pure light if only for a while,

And laugh and be merry and go out in style.

No Heaven outside you, no hell there be neither,

You are your own sister, brother, father and mother,

Purgatory is not a place ...just a frame of a scared mind,

a rough tool you created to while away your time.

When the biggest sin is to fear your own fear,

When freedom seems distant and bondage is near,

When superstition is not just another fancy old word,

Then tension will ail you when peace is a black- bird.

And when the Cosmic rays you once long beamed,

When they do return back to their loving master as in a dream,

Filtering through the Crown, passing through her brow,

Gushing down his throat and round the Heart Chakra they flow.

Then resting a while at solar-plexus and travelling to your navel,

The tail-bone starts quivering... The Truth about to unravel,

When everything becomes one and you become everything,

And harmony prevails when Enlightenment rings!

His headless corpse got lost amidst a sea of  bodies.

Moral: The truth is closer to you than you think it is!

 

 

Author's Note

I had to compile this fast to submit to the Paolo Coelho Competition ...but 1200 words was restricting. ...and I didnt have any ideas either!

Reviews

[FamaSemperVivat]

For someone who didn't have any ideas you put together something very good. This is a nice short story, considering your restrictions. Good luck in the competition!

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Wow! This is fantastic!

[Samantha Heaton]

This keep me reading, That say's alot lol... It was really good write.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

You've given us a valuable lesson on life here.

[Lily Mae]

Enlightenment and universal acceptance...equals the peaceful journey of truth we are mean't to travel..xx

[Ashli The Amazing]

nice very well done [: i enjoyed this. one of my favorites so far. it was quite interesting actually

[Becky C Strukamp]

You amaze me and fascinate me with of writings! A brilliant mind ... ever so inquiring and always searching for truths, justices, and the ways of the world and its being!!1 Magnificent!!!