Currently Listening Niyaz By Niyaz see related

I was waling down the sidewalk this evening.  2:00 am, early morning intoxication.  Always the night time, always the ever present sensuality of the night.  Whether it be the domain of the wicked, the silent, or the truly insightful, none matters.  The retribution of the days of old are long since past, days of silent prayers to long dead Gods and Deity’s.  Mysticism, mythology, all enterprises long ago forgotten and the art deadened by the passage of time.  But the moment you close your eyes, the moment in time when you hear a presence whisper to you, “listen…and you will learn”  Its in that moment that I realize,… thank god.  Maybe not god,…or at least the conventionalist god of western society… and maybe not some mystical force that guides our world.  But thank <i>god</i>.  I wouldn’t want it any other way.  And I am sure…that if you would try to listen, you would finally see what it was trying to tell you.  And be all the better for it.