Notes for Lilith -Top Words-

God is not a Man
or a Woman;
God is our name
for the best qualities of both,
wanting to believe
that at least the intentions were good.

Love is not dead, my daughter,
not yet or ever, and anyone who says so
is a coward, or a foolish cynic.
Love is what makes us like the angels,
Daughter of Men, Daughter of Women,
and even the angels linked together atoms
to express their Love
the way we do.
Never let anyone convince you that Love is wrong,
but do not make it an excuse
to be careless.

Daughter, you were named for the seldom-mentioned First-Woman,
who, wanting an Equal, not a ruler,
left the Perfect Garden
in search of Love.
The story went on without her,
but I think she found what she was looking for,
that Someone who was the other half-soul
that God had sundered.
Daughter, never settle for a 'maybe',
for an easy, pleasing, but slightly discordant song.
Too many people do, living with okay-ness
because they are afraid
to wait for really-beautiful-ness.                        

Children die, mothers die, fathers die,
lonely people and happy people all die,
but Life continues.
All bodies become a part of the ground,
atoms remaining while the soul part goes
wherever soul parts go,
perhaps some peaceful darkness,
some deep un-knowing,
perhaps some perfecting middle ground,
some hazy Sheol,
perhaps some omniscient world of created dreaming.
Remember this
should you ever miss the dead,
remember that the 'Why?' of Death is Life:
Death is the price of Life,
and if one makes Life worth it,
they've cheated Death of any profit
and may go gently, laughing,
into that good night.

People kill people, my love, just as animals kill animals.
We are not set apart by our ability to kill
more inventively or more dispassionately,
we are set apart by our ability to mourn,
the flowers on the graves an enduring, reminder
that we
have
evolved.