Watch & Consider

I'm ready to watch and to listen, and to consider and act with purpose. I want to let it come to me, and not force an issue before its time, or judge prematurely.

There is so much challenge in where we are, that it is really not so useful to focus on what comes tomorrow.

What do I really lack? I have all I need and more.

Evening

The shadows grow longer
Small flickers of light remain
For yet a short while?

There is an event horizon
Beyond which nothing escapes

The Lunacy And Horror Are Not Without A Message

They offer to us in pictures and sounds what we have failed to see in ourselves collectively and individually. Instead of condemning the actors, we should see the condemned actions as evidence of our OWN fallen habits staring at us like a mirror. It is not that the actors have no responsibility, but rather that their responsibility is not to any one of us who see through a glass darkly. But what we disdain in others, what singes us and grieves our soul, is a message to us about ourselves, otherwise, we would NOT NOTICE IT AT ALL.

The ridiculousness of faux show palaces and images without intentional direction is a microcosm of our inner attitudes, for what is created externally is first conceived inwardly and fed and watered to fruition. It is the acceptance of the notion that whatever we conceive should be real-ized, rather than the careful sifting of the wheat from the chaff, which is burned.

Excess of song and dance, of food and drinking, and laughter and levity in handling the sacred, as the relationship between a primary and his life mate. No, these acts of excess are not what cause the inward decay, but rather they are merely the external display of decayed thinking in the important matters of love and justice, that every one should eat to live and that without hoarding there is enough for all.

It is not that laughter is evil, but that laughter in the face of injustice in front of our faces is imbalanced and shows our disconnectedness from our neighbor, and does not the knowledge burn in our hearts that we are to laugh when he laughs, but cry when he cries, and eat when he eats, and not eat when he doesn't eat because he has nothing?

Yes, we know this in our hearts, and we don't need a teacher at all to know what is written in our hearts, because no one of us can teach us these things, but they are given to us in moments of stillness. What we conceive in our hearts and care for and tend to in this life, when we die they are committed to the Earth and will blossom into realization in future generations of life, and we either pass on further decay or budding fruit of health and life force.

Let's live with this purpose, knowing that no action is possible without having first conceived the thought of this action, and tending to and caring for it to bring it to realization, and let us reflect on our actions to understand how they were created, and seeds of thought we sowed to bring them to life. What goals do we have? A world at peace? No wars, no starvation when there is plenty? Will we get there? Not in one lifetime. But plant the seed, and when it is buried, others will water and the life forces in creation will create a harvest.

Real Friends

Sometimes, I can be a real asshole. I don't like it. I don't revel in it. It feels awful, quite honestly. But maybe it's like a biitter pill that I have to swallow every once in a while, because it's then that I know who my real friends are. My real friends don't enjoy me when I'm an asshole, but they don't abandon me even in the face of my ugly side rearing up. Thank you for being REAL friends, I will not forget that. You know who you are.

alive level = free will level

nothing is alive
everything is alive
nothing is conscious
everything is conscious

the length and the breadth and the depth of consciousness is all that varies
rocks, planets, people

free will in as many dimensions as you exist*
*conditions and exclusions apply, namely that you exist with other particles of free will whose actions affect your course externally

there's isn't a dichotomy between a purely physical reality and the notion of free will; it's a paradox that both are true, it's just a matter of perspective

Starving the Beast

If I am writing a story, how can I kill a character that is becoming meddlesome?

By starving him, of course.

But denial is not starvation, it is merely under-the-table feeding. To re-press something is to imprint it again.

So how do I starve the beast? Through conscious acknowledgement that it is there, and then by ignoring the impulse to feed it. Successive, successful attempts at this will work.

Of course, there is always conscious re-creation, which can happen in the idle moments of recreation.

Consciousness is the key. Acknowledgment of what IS, acceptance of it, and then conscious action or inaction.