"Little Fly, thy summer's play. My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and sing, till some blind hand shall brush my wing. If thought is life and strength and breath, and the want of thought is death, then am I a happy fly, if I live, or if I die.
William Blake was born in 1757. He was a British poet, visionary, painter and print maker. His work was not recognized during his life time, but he is considered to be one of the 100 greatest Britons, by a BBC poll conducted in 2002. His philosophical creativeness is inspiring and revealing. As Blake said; " The imagination is not a state, it is the Human existence itself. "
It is not easy to consider myself a fly. As Blake points out, I spend most of my time around them trying get rid of them, or kill them. The fly has no resemblance to me, it only represents fear and sickness in my mind. I have been taught that it is a creature that can harm me. It does portray the separation I feel with the life forms that co-exist in my world. It seems I fear nature in many ways because I allow myself that belief. I accept what has been taught over the years and experience what I believe to be true. I know that there are many deaths associated with flies in third world nations, and around the world. It has been documented that these pests carry life threatening diseases. But who is creating the disease? The fly or me?
Blake mentions the imagination as being a real part of my existence. Perhaps if I thought about the fly in a different way, the fear and threat of it, may no longer be threatening. Peaceful existence with all life is possible if I believe there is no separation between us, only contrast in diversity. I can co-exist in a productive state with flies, bees, snakes, you name it, if I understand that we are all consciousness connected in the web of consciousness, that is connected to All There Is, Love. This means I can live without fear if I allow myself that innate ability to feel the love in all life forms.
Fear makes my world a different place. It separates me from who I am. I project that separation on other life forms in order to survive, because I fear the illusion of death. I have the free will to choose. Fear or love are my choices. In love, flies are lovable. In love, I am a fly.
Hal Manogue is a poet and author of Short Sleeves A Book For Friends. Insightful thoughts for the 21st century. Hal's 2006 collection and 2007 collection are available in bookstores and online.
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