I was reading one of the Bible translations early this morning as I was just getting up… before coffee. I looked in the book of Ecclesiastes and I saw the phrase, as translated, “Everything is meaningless”

       The translation I’m used to is: “Everything is vanity.”

        ‘Vanity’, however, has a connotation that the word, ‘meaningless’ does not have. Vanity is best translated as


         I like the word ‘emptiness’ not just because it has a

Buddhist resonance.

          “Meaningless’ suggests a search for meaning has taken place.

          ‘Emptiness’ suggests an attempt at self aggrandizement

has taken place and failed. All attempts to puff up the ego result in ‘emptiness’. This is a lesson people of our kind have to

learn again and again… learn painfully this lesson many


            Power and Grace and fertility rest only in

the  mind of the Creating One, the One who rides  the clouds, the Lord of the meeting rivers, the Lord of Abraham, of Isaac, the Lord of Israel and New Jerusalem (a city rarely  built in the physical world) Lord of Albion and of the Semites, Lord of the gentiles, Vishnu of the Hindu, suchness of the Buddhists, Allah of the Sufis, Lord of all creation: he who makes galaxies instantaneous with making quantum foam – sub atomic particles and waves that we never dreamed of in past centuries.

            As above, so below. As within, so without; as internal so external, male and female as one. The Eye at the core of the burning, unfolding crucible of creation, all glory to Him, the source and the Seed of Life. With the heart of Christ who intercedes for us, who purifies and forgives us with  unending  Mercy.

             The One who cannot be named, the one with many names,

 the I AM at the timeless point in the midst of time.

             The Mind at the core of things. The source of all that is holy,

the bell that rings on the hill, throughout the ages,

calling men to meditation and prayer.

                                                     (C)2014 by W.G. Milne




          I believe in spiritual love

          the love of the one

          whom we keep denying…

          denying the existence

          of the One whom we




            I believe in sexual love

            the cruelties and the

             mercy of the Goddess



             I am not sure which is higher

             spiritual or

             sexual love

             and I don’t care which

              is higher


              She has taken

              every part of me

               cock and balls

               soul and heart


                 I have given you

                  all my songs


                  I am left standing

                   on the shore of the beautiful

                   River Lethe

                    watching the shades

                   race past



                   the corruptible?


                    I have nothing more to say

                    about higher or

                     lower love…

                     there is divinity

                     at every turn


                    blindly in the dark

                     I feel my way

                     towards you


                    feeling towards

                    the light in

                    your embrace


                     moving blindly

                     i  feel my way

                     in darkness


                     guided by

                     the warmth of

                     your smile







                 II                                                               II:II


             thru us

             the mind of the

             creating One


              within us


              as  we learn to laugh

               and dance

                with the stars


              twirl and dance

              the stars reside

               within us


                 rubies are hanging

                 from the trees.


                                            (C)2014 by W.G.Milne