The Two Conspiracies

This poem deals with hidden conspiracies and the open conspiracy.

To conspire means to breathe together
To be united by a strong tether
A bond that can’t easily be broken
An agreement that might be unspoken

Of conspiracies, there are two kinds
Two ways to form a union of the minds
The first seeks to unite in opposition
This type seeks to further its position
At the expense of those who are outside
And seeks its purpose to stealthily hide

The second type seeks to include all parts
A universal union of minds and hearts
It desires the complete sharing of Spirit
And the call goes out to all who can hear it
And in the end we will, with surprise,
Our one Self joyfully recognize

The first conspiracy is hidden
And to expose it is forbidden
While the second type seeks to heal
And the oneness of our Self reveal

The first type is covert
While the second is overt
One is concealed, yet known by a few
The other is open to everyone’s view
Conspiracies of the first type are everywhere
And to reveal them we rarely ever dare
But the second type is completely unique
It is the union for which we all seek

The first type produces, as a result,
Guilt that is plainly felt, or occult
For we cannot attempt to exclude all others
Without feeling that we have attacked our brothers
And whatever advantage that we gain
From our group, feelings of guilt remain

The second type is a cure for the first
So we no longer feel that we are cursed
By the guilt we have accumulated
Which no other remedy has abated

To apply the cure to our situation
We must renounce all consternation
For if we hold onto any worry or fear
We will cling to any idol that’s near
All idols serve to separate creation
And lift one part above the other’s station
But since creation’s reality is oneness
And its destiny is to again coalesce
Idols can only briefly maintain the illusion
That we are better off with our false collusion

The second conspiracy wants to give us air
That we can all breathe together and truly share
This is the air of love and spiritual union
Not the air of false love and proud exclusion
We were afraid of sharing what we own
But this fear just made us feel all alone
We will find that we can give it all away
And still have more than we need every day
For thoughts are fundamental reality
And thoughts, once shared, are commonality
We do not lose when we share a thought
Instead, expansion is what is taught
And the thoughts of love and of joy
Are what we can all share and enjoy
Sharing with all is our goal and fate
So why make this day of union wait?
This day will not come while one delays
And fails to change his selfish ways
But this day is as sure as God above
For no one can forever refuse to love

What will the world be like when love is not blocked,
When God is fully known, and his will is not mocked?
What will happen when the cure is applied
To all of creation, and fear is cast aside?
What will the world be like when all is holy?
We will be united as one breather only
And all the turmoil and fears of loss
Will fall away like some unwanted dross
But all my words cannot describe this event
For the future truly has no precedent…