My Search Has Ended, What About Yours?

After a lifetime of search
A lifetime of reading, thinking
Discussing and debating with oneself and others
It's a matter of discomfit, irony and comedy
To realize
That Truth lies beyond words
And you have to shut the hell up
To stand any chance of discovering the Truth
In this lifetime.

Meanwhile, life proceeds
In its usual way
In the wide world
Where unbeknown to themselves
Everyone is searching for the truth
Ok, maybe not truth
But certainly happiness
And the truth about where happiness lies
Without realizing
There is no rest until they find the Truth
That happiness is their own original nature.

As for myself
These days
I do not answer the phone and doorbell
Staying put in the bare sense of existence
The sense of awareness - the "I Am"
Without laying over it the various identities
Such as "I am this" and "I am that"
And some may say I am mocking God himself
That this world s/he has created
Is pretty ordinary and does not interest me
But God is smart
S/He keeps creating the ignorant
Who will keep admiring his world
But I am sure that is not his ego trip
But just a way to play this game
This leela
So that s/he, too, can get some amusement
And ward off boredom.