The Great Suppression

Something there is in human mind

That doesn’t love the truth

That fears being undermined

By what comes naturally to us

From there to here and back again

In the core of our living souls

And wants it crushed

.

So many souls have suffered

Through trying to speak the truth they know

Deep down in their Heart of Hearts

Only to discover

That no-one wants to hear of it

When fixed high up in their Head of Heads

Upon some desired objective

At the end of their line of view

.

The history books are full of stories

Concerning those

Forced to bide their time or suffer

The consequences of telling tales

The Great Suppression doesn’t want to know

.

You’d think we might have got over it

By now

And learned from what’s

Gone before

By way of what was disregarded

By rigid piece of mind

- the ignorance of Ma Rigpa* -

Proved true when it’s far too late

To care for those who gave it voice

But no

The Great Suppression lumbers on

At the endless cost of human kind

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* Ma Rigpa is a Dzogchen (Tibetan Buddhism) term for the authoritarian ignorance that forecloses and sequesters awareness of the way we naturally are in the world as it naturally is as dynamic embodiments of receptive darkness in responsive light. See https://www.academia.edu/41371462/The_Heart_of_Human_Egalitarianism_A_Phenomenology