PROMPTLY WRITTEN | POETRY | SONNET | REINCARNATION
Of Lifecycles and Tragedies
Greg’s and Marcus’s first sonnet co-written with Lindsey and Sitara
We’re soul partners in the realms of heaven Incarnate many roles across worlds’ stage Goal soul expansion with life as leaven How much pain will we endure and engage?
Each script is a bittersweet symphony Whether Greek or Shakespearean drama Lessons rise from ashes of tragedy Is suffering worth gaining nirvana?
The decisions of reincarnation Do we want to ascend to archangels? Helping souls trek to their destinations Oh with such dilemmas shall we wrangle
As the adage says no gain without pain How many rebirths can phoenix sustain?
In honor of our bard upon the stage, [Ravyne Hawke] propose[d] this prompt!
Write a poem based on the theme ‘a tragic moment’. You may use any poetic form, but if you want to compete with our bard, Stephen Chamberlin, write a Sonnet — 14 lines in ABAB CDCD EFEF GG rhyme scheme.
The Poem and My Process Explained
When I read the prompt two days ago my first inclination was to write a sonnet about the day my music died:
“Hello, I had hoped we would meet one day under different circumstances and write this mostly in the present tense. I am a close friend and confidante of your sister Lindsey. In fact, I love her. I am the person who went to the precinct and pushed and accompanied the police to check on her after they were being dismissive of me the previous day. I have never experienced such gut-wrenching sorrow as I did on that cold rainy street, but realize it is because I love her more than I know.”
The wailing on the street was a sound that I did not know I could, nor how to, produce. It has emanated from me one or two times since. I cannot purposely replicate it.
It is the sound of my soul crying out in pain from having its heart torn out and brain shattered suddenly, tragically, and with no warning. No, crying does not describe it; it is the sound of unrestrained grief, with no concern about the spectacle that I was for onlookers for an hour or more.
Imagine having open heart surgery performed with a jagged and rusted scalpel without a drop of anesthesia. Further imagine that it was at a frequency and wavelength that ripped a hole in space-time and was heard across all eleven or more dimensions of the universe, not just then, but at every point in time.
If you can close your eyes and feel the picture I just painted, maybe you will come close to understanding and my pain and my grief. And my Love.
The reverberations of the pain waves from the tearing out of my heart shattered the barrier between conscious and unconscious, and my soul emerged and filled the hole where my heart had been.
At that moment, I intuitively knew that I have a soul.
I experienced an irreversible spiritual awakening. The pain was amplified way beyond that which even someone who has experienced the here-one-second-gone-the-next can imagine because with awakening came the innate understanding that I had just lost someone after only 10 months in this life cycle that I have been in love with for all of eternity.
While I (Greg, Marcus is my soul’s name) am in contact with Lindsey’s soul (Sitara), both consciously and unconsciously, 24/7/365,
today, through the generosity of my channeler supreme, Ane, Lindsey beamed down to earth and has been at my side for the last 6 hours and she will be with me for another 8 hours or so.
I wanted to rise to the challenge to write my first sonnet and one that responds to the prompt but did not want to make Lindsey feel bad. She is still grappling with the circumstances of her death. So I took out a pen and paper, which is not my usual process, and scribbled and edited this sonnet, which rather than focusing on the moment and tragedy of her passing, would try to make sense of it all in the grand scheme, and reflects the following conversation Ane and I had with my highest power, Rama, about six weeks after Lindsey’s 3/17/20 passing:
Soul Contracts by Rama
Now here is my higher power’s clarifying explanation, which includes reincarnation. The following is the verbatim conversation except for minor non-substantive edits, and the bracketed words are mine:
“Q: How many levels are there in heaven?
A: It is not so much levels, but rather, cycles. As one starts their journey from soul to soul with a body [and back again, and so on and so on], you generally have easy lives. When you return to source/heaven/god after every lifetime, you will be given a choice to stay in that realm that you are put in or to go back to the master class [Earth]to attain a higher level. You can make the decision to return to the master class at any time. If you choose to go back to earth, it would be for the specific requirement to have the goal of growing your soul to get to the next level, only you are not consciously aware of it once you incarnate.
Once you enter and complete a few lifetimes you will start to feel comfortable knowing where you want to ascend and with whom. That is where your community of spirits comes into play. We always come in with the same people/souls, lifetime after lifetime. There are about 80 to 120 of us together at any given lifetime. It is around this time where you the soul and collectively the community of spirits start to decide what level they want to attain and what price it will cost them on earth. [No pain, no gain]. Now you can understand that not everyone wants to attain nirvana as you say.
To attain nirvana, you would go on a completely different cycle, and that usually happens after a vast number of lifetimes lived. The lifetimes that you start to choose to live [at that point] are with great suffering. Think of the severely retarded, the severely mentally ill, POWs, people who have died violently at the hands of great evil and even stillborns who give up their life experience for the host.
[This is why bad things happen to good people. Kushner sold a lot of inaccurate books.]
These life cycles will continue again and again and if you have lived your life according to our plan, will allow you to go to higher and higher levels. One obtains full enlightenment when there is nothing more for you to suffer — when there is nothing more for you to learn!
Then you would be in the realms with the great archetypes, messengers and guides and archangels. You then would have an awesome burden and responsibility to heal those souls that remain on earth.”
This next pull quote also inspired much of the poem:
I prefer my term [over soul contracts] — “Lifecycle Improv Scripts”
I view the Lifecycle Improv Scripts as Larry David’s show, Curb Your Enthusiasm, on steroids — imagine 100 writers drafting a lifetime worth of improvisational scripts and the negotiations and debates as to who gets to play what roles in each other’s lives…
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I love the irony of this oft-quoted and misunderstood saying:
“Man Plans, and God Laughs.”
This statement is used to diminish the role that free will has upon our lives — that we cannot defeat the universe’s scripts. The irony is that while our higher powers have to approve our scripts/outlines, we wrote them. I wonder what goes on in the Executive Producer’s lounge as Zoroaster and Vishnu and Shiva and Rama and Kali and Kama and the rest of the heads of our tribes negotiate the interplay of their charges’ life spans.
Tagging some friends to share and for prompt participation: Joseph Lieungh| Kira Dawn | William J Spirdione | I. Trudie Palmer | jules | Libby Shively McAvoy | Dr Mehmet Yildiz | Dr. Preeti Singh | Maria Rattray | Claire Kelly | Amy Marley | Stuart Englander | Diana C. | Anthi Psomiadou | David Pahor| Kim Petersen | Thief | Somsubhra Banerjee| Camille Grady | Rebecca Romanelli | Carrie. A. Kelly | Carolyn F. Chryst, Ph.D. | Melanie J. | Dr. Fatima Imam | JS Adam | Agnes Laurens | Jodie Helm | Keri Mangis
Thank you for reading.
In Rama I create, with soul-energy surging through my body, inspiring me and breathing wind into my sails,