everyone is a castaway

everyone is a castaway, locked on a deserted island, forever watching for a passing ship or sign of life, struggling with the demands of the body even as the soul is dying inside. we all adjust compensate, accept or bemoan the fate that has left us here, alone. but each heart knows longs for plans that getaway, the quest the last ditch attempt, the escape, from this personal hell. even when everything is provided, food water shelter, the inner being burns for release from the situation, to soar beyond these man made barriers, the helplessness and torment of being unable to just fly away, locked in these bodies of stone, separated from everyone by an unbridgeable gap, this incomplete loneliness, thats not satisfied to just be alone, that needs an other a sharing, a companion a recognition of what i am what is in here. the quest awaits, the fire inside smolders as the years go by and the prison becomes part of you, part of the mind and heart. and nothing will change it if you dont take action, take a risk to break free to cross that gap to find the fulfillment of the inner aspiration that cannot be silenced. when it comes its usually after some tragedy, some loss that makes the aloneness total, empty, meaningless to go on like this. the inner fire either is roaring and threatens every part of the self with destruction, or everything collapses into the hole where the fire used to be. and now its not even a choice its the only thing to do, to leave everything behind give up being you being me, being what everyone wanted, and just throw yourself into that awaiting sea, the ocean of endless ending, to be just that, doing nothing, creating nothing, being nothing, and the end is come for who you thought you were who you thought you wanted to be, even who you needed to be , all this is washed away in the emptiness and the ocean sends its creatures to devour you to drown you, to eradicate your final ambition to even end it all and then the truth comes, the last breath that says no more and then the outstretched hand is taken and lifted to the shore of the endless consciousness, the silent being awakens within and knows no boundaries, no shore or ocean to surround or end, for all is timeless and without question perfect. all life is placed before you and nothing is amiss or forgotten and every person a shining prism of light expanding through every vibration, each sheltering the diamonds of the rainbow each a brilliance of the creation and all creations of the supreme light flowing from your eyes that creates as it sees and through its creation becomes that. alone and in perfect bliss upon a sea of crystal colors experiencing the billion stars of night.