A Movie Being Made Of Your Life ; No Really!

0

–Creativity–

The Artist You Are

No Matter Who You Are

.

You Are The Star

I should correct the title, by including that you will be the one writing your movie, and not some ghost or other writer. You will be narrating the plots storyline, doing the set production, including designing landscaping, rooms, buildings and even planets and qualities of physics, while creating all the characters, and keeping it all a secret from you as you do!

Now that is genius! Maybe you did not know that you were actually a creative genius? I do not know you, but I know you are.  The issue is access to you phenomenal abilities.

No Really.

Quiet on the set

Next Caveat:

This revelation of mine about your movie is not a “Cold Reading”; the fact that most of us, thinking we are all unique and one of a kind, actually have many of the same interest and goals of sorts.

For instance. Someone says you planned to write a book one day of your life’s interesting stuff.  Well, something like 80% of folks have that fantasy, but if a “psychic” told them of it, they might be quite sure of the “proof” of this psychics unique ability to decipher inner consciousness metaphysically.

Not necessarily.

Anyway. This is not that.  Not playing to your ego or perhaps ignorance in some manner.  Well now, that is not quite precisely true, since I assume you do not know what I am referring to yet.  At least some of you may still not know what this movie and genius stuff is leading up to.

No More Mystery

I’m speaking of your simple nights dreaming since you were very young.  You’ve been designing whole movie productions while reproducing elements of known environments and people into fantasy worlds.  You’ve been writing this stuff on the nights fly—-seemingly instantaneously designing dialogue, storylines, fears and who knows what else; ALL IN AN INSTANT!

You have no artistic ability? Baloney!  Double baloney!!  !!!

.

Now the question is; Do you or I tap our own deep creative well?

This will determine to what degree our talents are for public, or only private consumption.

Inner mind probe launched

Blue Moon Creations

-

-

-

–

-

-

-

-

Sand Painting From the Ukraine ; What Fun!

When Sand Shifts

-

-

-

-

Kseniya Simonova, a Ukrainian artist, won Ukraine’s version of “America’s Got Talent.” Probably Ukraine’s Got Talent Too!

-

But Nowhere Found — A Poem On Forgetting And Receeding

Denying certainty of place with uncertainty in position

Radiance is unwed of its black background

and darkness meanders without its star

as if silence knows not of sound

with time ever proceeding

but nowhere found

—————————–

.

..

.

.

.

.

.

.

————————

.

..

.

.

.

.

——————-

.

.

.

.

.

————–

.

.

.

———

.

.

—–

.

–

‘

.

.

.

.

Above Our Heads : Ideas Spreading Across The Universe

{This post began while musing over space aliens observing us}

-
We.  All of us. We are all at the mercy of time and the processes of existence.  We happen to have minds with self aware cognition, able to reflect upon ourselves and all the relationships around us.  But we do not always know the reality of our thoughts about the things of our world.  My mind does not accurately reflect reality as it is, for my imagination and that of others can act as a coloring agent or interpreter of what I experience.  Add to that all I do not know of myself, you and our world, and mistaken impressions seem destined to occur no matter my intention.  Do I have a means or a method for learning what I do not know of my alienation to others experience and belief?

We seem real.  Our thoughts seem real.  Yet what I am thinking of, real as it may seem to my mind, does not make “it” a fact of reality.  I am sure the sun revolves around the earth from empirical evidence, but my context of seeing is inhibited by my place.  I can then be confident that you are wrong when you say the earth circles the sun, or that it rotates daily around an axis.  Odds are, if most think, (and many of our distant ancestors thought the sun revolves around the earth), negative associations will be heeped upon the iconoclast, the rebel, the heretic, who claims things beyond obvious perception.

This opens up a new dimension of a kind of intentional deception seemingly mandated by prior assumptions.  Intentional, for it is insisted upon.  It also cast conformity as conservative confidence walled up inside of a question free zone.  A place where reality itself, is intentionally excluded from consideration for the emotional confidence of the previous status quo. A kind of “common sense”, in this case an appearance reality, provides our experience with the confidence of the sun rising and setting, seeming to circle the earth.

As we agree to this common sense event, we create a consensus reality, or common agreement on the awareness of the state of a thing.  Yet in this simple planet and sun example, context is everything regarding actual truth.  An overview, or higher consciousness, in this case via scientific observations, will reveal a partial true nature of our local cosmic reality.  Yet human pre determined ideas will, as they did, attempt to demean the unveiling truth and its messengers, while defending the honor and correctness of conserved belief. Our human experience of the sun circling the earth was declared something akin to sacred, as are any manner of other ideas society defines as appearing a certain way, then agreeing that way is The Way.  Others with differing notions can then be pushed, shoved or buried out of the way, for they seem to desire to cast insecurity and question over the very honesty of our tenets on our place in the known world.  Not being of our consensus view, these others will seem as other, and perhaps as alien.

-

Seeing what is not apparently obvious is a bad place to be socially.  You are not likely taken seriously, and you may well find countless experts to agree with how you appear;– too not be taken seriously.  We tend to have many mechanisms for intellectually challenging paradigm challenging information.  Rationalization instead of rational reason, will explain our emotional plight; that a kind of alien influence is attempting to overturn our world view.  Now history and hereditary pride can be called up as sacred icons defended in the name of God or Life.

Ideas and opinions are not the actual reality check on the truthfulness of any one thing, but these days we seem unsure wether opinion and debate determine reality, or actual facts in true context.  This is not necessarily true in all things I do.  Just as a poll does not decide reality of fact, 90% of people saying the earth revolves around the sun is not proof of its reality; facts in context will be.  The higher the context conceived, the more real may be the connections defined as relevant.  But we can find that even a truthful contextual consideration can be relative to confirming our existing biases, and not changing our minds toward a more truthful reality in perception.  If we seek pure objectivity or truth, our job may be never finished and walked away from.

What is the real intention of ones inquiry?  Even Context Has Apparent And Consensus Parameters Limited By Knowledge Or Its Lack

You can give me hot or cold objects to feel, but you are not the source of those definitions of temperature; where you are getting them from likely is.  You may have some in the refrigerator, and some out in the sun.  You may have put those objects there to change something in the apperance of their nature.  We can then both begin to determine how their conditional state is attracting what we observe of them.  We may also being to see your role in determining a things perceived things state of being.

Context keeps expanding to include greater definition and possible impression cognition of cause. I can see that you bring me these differences, but you are not necessarily the true cause of their condition. You may be a participant in the process of transferring information to me, your ideas may have led the objects to acquire their seeming states of hot or cold.  You might be testing my sensitivity to temperature, and that may be relative to my nervous systems settings.  A thermometer might better determine real temperature variations between these objects.  We even can establish issues of subjective impression or of factual objective information.  You may have left an ice cube out in the sun for a while, but I might perceive that the one from the refrigerator and the one from out in the sun are still just as cold to me.  What changed may be then held in other criterion of observation.  Even facts can be manipulated to desired outcome if so construed.  Critical thinking ability is actually important to observing the universe honestly, by trying to not impair sensory information.

What’s behind my closed hands?  My closed ideas?

Our lives are full of ideas and “truths” wrapped and spun into all manner of what may well be cognition management of concepts that we may not be aware of.  Those giving these things to us may be aware of greater contextual rendering involved in any one things “issues” of manifestation.  A Pandoras Box of manipulation opens when I am not made aware of these other variations in cause to the whys for a thing or process.  Relative awareness is obviously then highly prone to manipulation, particularly if I am not aware of the may ways I can be fooled into being sure or certain of anything.

Why.  Only a liar would tell you the earth goes around the sun.  Someone is trying to fool your own eyes!  Open them!

The trouble with ignorance, whether unintentionally perpetuated or defended for status or other opportunistic reason, is that it is easily defended by emotionalized poisoning of the messenger tactics.  Someone pointing out what is scientifically a true observation, as the earth revolving around the sun, were called names to connveigh the shame and possible ostracism, or worse, one will receive if such information is considered objectively. Conformity to conserved ideas are adhered to loyally, as if truth is not open to debate, prior assumptions being held above truth itself..  This is a dangerous conclusion pertaining to how we sense reality and adjust to survival in a changing universe.  For some interest then, critical thinking will be something to be biased against, while substitutes for it are inserted as rationalization.

We are often, in effect, directed not to know the truth, to shun those suggesting it, to instead, allege the (actual) truth is a deceptive falsehood being perpetuated by sinister forces.  These days perhaps “intellectual elites” of “valueless” scientific theory.  In some ways, reality gets reversed, the truth bearer is called the liar, while those with incomplete truth called, often by self definition in question free zones, as the loyal or honorable ones upholding truth itself.

Many areas of religion, politics, and occasionally scientific theory, are defended with conserved notions held in question free zones.  Conservatism itself, becomes a likely place to find “truths” not allowed to be questioned in any fundamental way.  We all tend to conserve ideas that serve or seem to confirm our world views or spiritual ones.  But how honorable is a bias towards instituting ignorance as a cherished value to be loyally defended?

It is highly likely that many kinds of what are actually propaganda and institutional attempts to control and direct human consciousness are dirrected at us continually.  These, like the rejection of science as a means to determining states of reality, just as likely get inserted into question free zones, designed to control appearance reality and set up kinds of consensus reality’s in us to direct personal and collective actions into our environments.  These, if deceptive, will likely contain much emotionalized ad-hominen debunking; where attitude and prejudice are consisdered healthy, and empowered, self righteously conceived of as agents of defending God, truth, country, values or family.

It is most important to notice where shaming, blaming, and other emotionalized tag-framing of personality character lacks, are routinely administered in ways as to show otherness.  This alienation and separation identity is often intended to poison the free consideration of ideas and factual data, for why would you honestly consider information from those who are said to be fools, deceived, no good, evil, or against your way of life?  Question, and so identifying full truth, successfully diverted by avoidance rationalization.  After all, you know the sun revolves around the earth. You see it do so every day.  What are those suggesting otherwise up to?

.

There is a war in heaven, in consciousness, and it is to contain and control who and what and how we may be, and not for determining the real factual reality we inhabit. Instead, we are lead to confirm, and so buttress preexisting bias that most likely favors status quo power relationships dependent upon kinds of pyramid schemes, where human or animal energy is harvested to the benefit of some more than others.  But what is actually in my own good interest?

In other words; selfishness vs inclusion; arrogance vs understanding; deception vs reality…and we decide who’s side we each are on, even if not knowing we are deciding for one reason or another.  We may pivot to our aloneness, or to our union while not being aware of the spiritual choice made by our actions.

The battle goes on.  The casualties being not only aspects of our transitory human lives, but the ideas that live beyond our breath.  One day we may find that intelligence not only inhabits all things, but actually avoids those things which would pollute it with falsehood.  Now there is a contradiction in being, or is there?

-

-

-

Hiding The Bleach For Brainwashing: Mind Control for You and I

Political and Spiritual Psychological Manipulation of Belief

Reality Framing

or

Brainwashing Made Simple

To question or not to question; that is the question.

Who knows what they are talking about?

Right off the bat; you swing your perception the way you do for some reason.  Your thoughts have a logic(s) they are applying to observation, consciousness manifesting the feeling this bouncing ball produces. But you and I are never sure exactly who is chasing our logic’s ball, nor if they believe our team is any good.  Metaphors, for instance, find various holes to fall through, getting mixed into gloves, golf or a pool table in the process.

Now where did that ball go?

I do not know what you know.  I can assume you read, but a machine may do that for you these days.  Likely, although I cannot see you here, you do understand language.  I know information comes to you that way if you are actually reading this, but I do not know what else you know or do not know, or how you reference the things of Life.  Knowledge and ignorance, are in some basic ways, metaphysical.  I know something of you, yet do not know who you are, where you are, or when you encounter these words.  Something known, much unknown.

I cannot usually know what you do or do not know by just looking at you.  But by hearing you, your use of language and theory, all manner of pseudo knowing can ensue.  Truth, then, becomes the problematic issue; whether my theories of you, and you of I, are correct or filled with varying amounts of ignorance; of projection from me and assumptions from my history with its assumed wisdom of the ways of things.

A critical potential conflicting issue now arises; What do you and I agree on as truth or proof of it? This is classic existentialism regarding meaning and reality. Do I assume a-priori knowing from my background; my family ways and cultural ones?  Probably. I likely possess the “need” for confirmation bias to view me as good and true. It is hard to avoid operating from what seem to be operational truths.  This is not exactly proof of actual truth. These knowings of mine may actually be beliefs or theories being imposed upon reality.   If I know there is a waterfall two miles up the river, me telling you does not mean you know this as well.  You may know you trust me, and have no reason to believe I would deceive you, but in the sense of empirical knowing; you do not know there is a waterfall where I claim.

You have your image of waterfall.  You might go up the river to see what I was talking about, only to see for yourself that I actually must have meant there was water falling over one rock in the middle of the stream, “pretending” to be a waterfall in miniature in the imagination of one looking at it.  the word and the concept of it were altered, but the explanation to you was not.  How much of this kind of unknown change of idea occurs regularly in our lives, becoming part of our own narrative?

What constitutes proof of existence and proof of belief are quite differing things.  Most of the time we do not deconstruct our nature of awareness and cognition, instead, we “run” with what seems known, for it has not been proved false (as far as we know).  You and I are inclined to accept much without much evidence other than what seems operational knowing, but that confidence may be something quite other than based on factual reality.

Enter Platforms for Truth’s Explanation; Religious and Political Persuasion

We are fallible creatures by nature.  This does not mean we are not perfectly natural, nor that nature is not perfectly rational.  It only means you and I are not omniscient, we can make mistakes; draw wrong conclusions; use false proof (erroneous “truth”), such as attitude over fact;  we can chose not to admit our error, instilling a kind of error drive into our living; and on…  In the falsity I have described, that can “automatically” become inserted into my consciousness of Life, there do appear to be avenues of correction.  I can learn.  I can understand.  I can forgive.

Learning, understanding, forgiving myself of judgments that may contain kinds of error which I no longer wish to “own”; these are generic corrective mechanisms for ignorance and its consequence.  Societies tend to internalize these, making them appear as gifts of the cultures narrative.  This kind of assumption goes up and down the scale; from individual to society.  We intend to live by Truth, but Truth is open to interpretation.  This interpretations parameters varying widely and wildly, depending on the conceptual underpinnings of The Truths assumed characteristics. Truth and reality become subject of interplay with ignorance. The Appearance Reality I operate as my real world view, likely has some conglomerations of Consensus Reality embedded with what I assume is reality.  Our culture and familly virtually guarantee I think some things are real that are actually really questionable.

-

I tend to grant much more leeway for understanding in myself, granting me many kinds of perceptual privilege.  Let say I have an organic empathy for my situation.  Others are another matter.  Someone across the culture, representing things seemingly different than I, well, I am likely to not grant them this same leeway, especially if I am under some pronounced stress.  It becomes “easy” to see others as somehow being in the way of ones own life.  They are making problems for me; and they may or may not be.  People and institutions may be “in the way” of my life, but that still does not establish who is most right in this equation.

It may describe who holds more mechanical power over by mathematical influence of mass.  Subconsciously, this mathematical?physical domination likely carries an influence over my decision making in life; I take into account who or what exercises control features over my life, and may well tend to accommodate them.  This will begin tweaking my identity to cultural norms.

It may also “encourage” me to be a champion of their cause, proclaiming it the true cause for all.  Corporation domination of culture, for instance, a kind of exploitation and partitioning of environments at all cost, will entice many to self fulfill the domination matrix, insisting life itself may depend upon unquestioned support.  Churches, as original kinds of incorporation’s, tend to seal off the exits this way.  It becomes my way, or no way.

Again.  Not establishing actual right from wrong, but instead, establishing adaptation to influence over ones will by external forces.  If I then go on to identify with this overriding will, I conform to expectation without tending to question, beginning the process of having a not truly examined life. I have then in effect; had my will adjusted, not by truth exactly, but by the forces of conformity and its compulsions.  I do not actually know why I do all that I do, only seemingly that I must.  This is a formula of self manipulation imposed by external sources.  It opens up my will, not to the principles of truthful knowing and understanding, but to forces of unknown integrity, operating from unknown cause.

–

The Four F’s: Fact, Faith, Fiction and Fraud

What I hope I have described above, is that our ignorance is powerful.  Ignorance can be denied, it then hiding behind my trust in a logic that does not require common elements of corrective knowledge; new input, new understanding of connection, other environmental influence on my notions that I have not considered, etc.  In this respect; politics and religion tends to trust I will not look into certain facts and their association; that I will not consider other ideas or theory in depth; that I will eventually hold loyalty or community connection above truth itself.  This is a major identity sacrifice; one I might not even know I made, or could make.  (FYI– I was in a Christian religious cult decades ago.)

These are identity controls.  The dials to their “on-ness” are likely in the hands of those who have a vested interest in keeping ignorance in, and understanding out.  {Note how anti-science The Church (Catholic) was, (some churches still are shaming scientific concepts) putting many a scientist to death or ostracism} This is not what most of would subscribe to as a good way to live; denying information access to our awareness.

It must be disguised by outright indoctrinated denial, or other emotionalized “information” that seems to threaten our identity; our group identities as us or we.  This is manipulation of the ability to know, and it will create intransigent problems in coping with reality, so the view of reality itself must be contorted to fit the ideas imposed upon it.

-Give me Liberty!  No That’s it!  Just Liberty!  What responsibility?  I said Liberty!

Many who consider themselves libertarians, for instance, are trusting, having faith, in a kind of abandonment to individualism as the value, they may not quite know how dependent they are on others to exist in common in a world that is inherently One.  Many a libertarian will describe a highly responsible state of self-hood; the individual responsible to act in honor and justice to other individuals.  Like many values and beliefs, they may be good and true in the abstract, but in practical reality, the amount of interrelationship and interconnection, and its responsibilities, may not be on their radar.

Liberty, an appeal to the rule of the will of the self, is often the rallying cry for many anti tax perspectives, or anti any perceived external control seemingly placed upon the self. When we see tax money going to causes we do not support, a kind of violation seems natural to behold.  Subjectively, independently, I can say; I did not sign up as a citizen for that.  But what then are the consequences of withdrawal?  { I am actually in many aspects a libertarian.}

What if all tax were voluntary?  Do we support all military based tax, with the assumption that they know things I do not, and would only ever act from righteous cause, even though I know that some of our civilian governments representatives are essentially always up for sale, or holding ideologies I find objectionable?  Would I be for a small child being given food to survive, but not someone who seems to not give a damn about me or I about they?

Do I bailout the supper wealthy so my (our) economy keeps going?  Do I say they would not bail me out, so then hold them to the same cause?  What if I do not drive a car, and do not wish to pay for all the socialist roads most of society drives on, will I pay for the socialist fire department coming on those roads to put out the fire and save the children at my house?  Why not?  This would take bureaucracy to a whole new level. I would trust the libertarian to help cover the cost they are increasing on the rest of us.

We actually live in a context where there are many community agreements and understandings, a social contract, that seems to have become so ignored it seems invisible, maybe not even there. That stress of apparent disconnection in awareness can be tagged onto their apparent absence, as someone else’s tax on us.  This is that “capital of ignorance” once again.  Yet it is exactly the excuse some of us look for to explain our trouble and conveniently place it squarely where it seems it belongs, on someone else.

It might be said; Give me Liberty, or give me excuses to believe in only me as relevant, or else I would wish to die.  That society is likely a restrictive force on the individual is a given.  That society must then always be wrong, is not true, but it sure can be made to seem so when made to order desire is imposed upon.  Who or what is behind our desires?  am I sure as math that it is me? Opportunism comes with many tricks to play over ones own consciousness, yet conveniently put the responsibility onto someone other.  Opportunism can be a collective sense of behavior; it can be individualized or generalized, depending upon differing “needs”.

-Where does my information about other human beings come from?  Do I really know?  How am I certain?  Where am I honest to myself?

We can have many feelings to be approached by most anyone with the money and or the influence to do so.  Issues will be paraded before us for observation likely for a reason.  The reason, however, may be assumed to be one thing while actually being another.  Religious leaders do this for their reasons, reasons we do not always know, but assume to be righteous. Even with them, trust and faith are innocents that can be used to advantage when some manipulation is desired.  Politics is no different; our feelings will be defined and used for a desired outcome, for reasons we are told, but do not actually know.

We cannot be absolutely certain that even our family and friends always have our best interest at heart, not if their own is preeminent. (I am a volunteer for a domestic violence program, where this uncertainty, or insecurity regarding love, safety, and co or no definitions of commitment, creates repercussions that can turn to physics or other identity manipulation to attempt to solve entrenched conundrums of relationship.)

This leaves us with a certain certainty; that my ignorance is capital to someone, and they are more than willing to spend it, this is the nature of opportunism; exploitation.  The question is; who bears the tax on ignorance?  Who pays the price?  I do.  We do.  They do as well.  This part is often the hardest to believe when one has been “used”, even more difficult when that usage is not consciously known.  It will show up in the world however, it will not obviously be tagged to our ignorance exactly.  It might seem to be the way things go, or that what goes around comes around.  We might know, that many of these powerful people who seem to do so well overall, have us not wishing to be like them.  We might shudder to think of it, of being like them, yet wish we had their fame or resource.  Curious.

-Faith and Belief can be Fraud-

How do you know you know that you know what you know?  There seems to be an endless amount of blame to pass around, usually away form ourselves, when things go wrong in the world.  We seem sure of knowing that, but we know not seems:  Someone else’s ideas are to blame, someone else’s behavior.  If only they, were only we.

This is one of the many seductions of ignorance; cognitive dissonance and buzz words that serves as Thought-terminating cliché’s, can help to keep us from thinking, especially from the all inclusive thought practices of critical thinking.  As it is, our will is under much pressure of both kinds of conformity, and to identity and interest hijacking.

Individuals propose schemes that need us to manipulate The Commons (the infinite aspects of Life) to assuage their stress, as do other institutions that have a vested interest in permanently not accounting to questioning in any full and inclusive way.  As long as we as individuals do not question why we do not question, some questions, and so some knowing, will not be had.  Our lives then, in unknown ways, held down by what are ultimately our own thoughts.

You are provided with a kind of truth detector for these outer interest, and ones accounting of your own thinking; do they (I) allow questions from top to bottom?  That’s it.  Are they (I) accountable to reality, and to accountable Truthfulness as an aspect of that reality, or are they (I) out to tell you what reality is and make you accept it without question?

Oh no! You’re not supposed to question, that is just doubt trying to seduce you!

Perfect block. Check mate.

If I am not allowed to ask; I am not allowed to know.

Fact or fiction, truth or falsity, these do make a difference, but if I do not know where these may be in my own thoughts, I will pay the difference in my life, no matter if you others are being true or not yourself. The bottom line ends up being drawn in our own lives. If I operate my observational “knowing” from what are conserved ideas beyond questioning, I likely may be polluting true reality with imposed assumption.

Most of us have our own issues with our own reactive conservatism, blocking empathy and compassion to others who seem too different, or who we feel have wronged God or society.  Being human and not omniscient, we may claim an abstract ideal as omniscient, such as God, then excuse all manner of behavior, for it is claimed to be in service of Perfection.  Unfortunately for this rationalization scenario; it is highly doubtful that denial, deception, or other means of avoiding questioning truly leads to a more honest or more Whole life.

The biggest fraud of all, may be the one that has one believe that we are “getting away with” something that in some manner depends on ignorance to succeed over others.  Such a victory is over oneself actually, and would be known as a loss if the victor were aware of it.  The bliss of ignorance? Or the curse? That loss will continue haunting with darkness out into their, or our lives in other ways until it is solved, released by true knowing.  That is the nature of understanding; it illuminates what was unknown.

Such are the fates of knowing and ignorance, of the will and ones identity.

We each had the key all along.  Where does its doorway lead?

Questioning.  Returning to the awe and wonder of the present moment and all else.  Realizing the power of Now; the freedom of forgiveness and understanding.  Connection itself becomes a revelation, if I was consumed with separation and alienation.

Ideas are not infallible.  Human expression is not all powerful, nor is human assumption.  Life is embodies with Love and Being, when I am willing to see it. All these things approachable always, by questioning what I think I know.

.

{Disclaimer: Any particular in this presentation may be incorrect. And that is the way it is.}

-

Light And Darkness

In the middle of day

direction was easy

paths were clear

even when winding away

into the woodland

-

But time would change

vision would be challenged

what I know and see

become memory and

a detached certainty

-

For now light is distant

overhead

distant suns

and wayward planets

leave me questioning my own feet

where are they really headed?

-

Illumination uncovers silence

allowing sight to speak

ears to hear colors

textures to emerge

without actually touching

but by light

its path to the eye

-

Yet darkness brings its vision

whether wondering on stars

or worrying on unknowns

a different sight emerges

one holding blindness as ally

perhaps

blinded alleys

as ways home—

– ones inner Light can persist amidst surrounding darkness–

-

-

-

-

The Same: A Poem for Many a One

-

Light looking back

seeing what is between

what the leaves hide

a next scene

One moment

and One Life

roads

highways

butterflies

bees

One Moment

to the next

a breeze being

of One Breath

…

Unison

synchronicity

serendipity

do not define me

immersion

convergence

emergence

eyes can see

-

This one April Day

eyes being

what they are

along the way

pathways of One

the indivisible

visible

invisible

Sum

-

-

-

A LIGHT FROM AFAR; A LIFE MEDITIATION ON CONNECTION

THE INDIVISIBLE REALITY OF LIFE; YOU AND I ALWAYS WERE ONE

It may have taken a few minutes for this light to reach here from the sun, but to the light, it is said to have taken no time. What else in the universe exist in this always now zone, from the beginning to the end?

There is gravity that we are, that for all intents and purposes, always was and will be. We are distilled radiation, light, an can be converted back to light. We are their offspring. Evolution, is the compounded outworking of essences such as these. These come to reveal Creation. We are never actually lost, not from Creation. We belong to The Formula.

Yet we are fully capable of not knowing of our inner or outer immersion in the infinite and eternal. If we do not see the obviousness of It, the ever-present Source of It, we can live and not even know ourselves, nor one another.

Human alienation, abandonment, betrayal, they are all false knowings, for you are never unknown to Life. You are as much if not more a part of life as our sun, a river, the Milky Way. These things are not greater or lesser than you. They are an integral part of you, of every part of you.

We can expect that in coming to know who we are, we will not know ahead of time. We can expect that we have been told things that were best guesses. We can expect that we will establish a truth from our experience, then lose it, or even find that we had judged truth prematurely.

Do not be surprised at any forgetfulness, but seek to remember. When lost, look for landmarks to Spirit. If wise, we can place these landmarks or remembering around our lives. This is something that religion and ritual seek to do at their best. And yes, when it comes to knowing life, you do deserve the best.

Surround yourself with light. With love like ever-active gravity; never letting you go, nor anything else. Yet I can walk past you and not see you. Not be aware of that same light and same attraction you are. And what of all the other Sacred dimensions inside and out that we do not yet except as part of who I am? And you?

We are strangers? Not ever actually. But what we can not see of all that connects us. What we do not admit of all that is one inside of us. Of all we do not comprehend when looking up at the night sky full of stars, not knowing our dreams are part theirs. All that empty space in-between my eyes and these stars is but the fertile nebula’s of tomorrow, yesterday and now. All the place where intention is known. Where definition reveals. Where we wonder, what to do with our lives next.

ENDLESS BEGINNINGS

ENDLESS BEGINNINGS

Words have fallen out of history.
Loiter in subconscious cellars,

fermenting
.
There, just out of reach

untethered to ignorance whispering

in gossip ears faith of certain collapse

I know something beyond is shimmering

my fingers stretching an arm to retrace

an angel holding word of heaven listening

to dreams flying by toward eternity

taunting this earthbound calamity.

These bars holding me in
or are they keeping them out?
Always this seeming mystery.
.
The vowel and consonant hear their wings.
Briefly, colors infrared to ultraviolet born from gray.
Will they move toward that tunnel light
lingering far in distant away?
Now
seemingly,
too poor to pay.

History
up past its cloud of ever-after
busy with all that is over
never sees what takes flight.
.
A butterfly rising up seeking
forgetting where it was leaving
or exactly whom was crawling.
All they needed was a beginning.
.
Stories come close to sip our nectar
riding molecules of instinctual lust
mandates of need cry time is falling
how can love know what word to trust?

Here

Here on this ground
these shadows gather close

In fogs quiet and deep buried rust

where nothing grows wild or upright

below this history’s crumbling crust

who knows that day became night.

…

.

.

.

.

..

..

Tags can be inspiring to me. Some of my blogroll comes from reading them.

{September 30th images. Photo from this afternoon in side yard, and poem I made in another wordpress blog comment box. Referring to that persons procrastination and issues with writing. I tried to convey some freedom from spontaneity amidst common existential questionings. But what I really meant to say was…}

What Not

Drifting with eternity’s singular solitude

ideas collided into fire then coalesced

one moment trespassed into form

where once upon an errant time

eyes would behold what is

dreams could conceive

that what may be

shore of sea

and in life

life learned to speak

calling across space left behind

around and in front of now

there was wonderment

cold empty confusion

ideas reversed shape

in mirrors of others

convictions were

uncertain

no one sure

as they must pretend

yet many would not look in

admit their own questions

unable to stomach these

these greater truths;

as to what became,

why what was left,

and what began,

and especially,

what was not.

King Henry the 8th and Civil War gold rush.

WELCOME TO GOLD-R-US ——–(this is a pretend commercial folks)

I’m sure you have seen the commercials for striking gold at home. Send the envelopes full of your families gold jewelry, and we will send you back cold hard cash!

Well actually, the cash will be a check, neither cold nor hard.

Here at Gold-R-US, we aim to put your personal gold strike into perspective. What better way, than have testimonials of real flesh and blood GOLD-R-US gold mine winners.

Wet the shovels and dreams of your own personal gold mine, here come a couple of our recent gold strike success stories.

We know that when you see how easy your gold rush can be, you to will hurry into the attics, the closets, under the drawers, even “house sit” at your neighbors for free, after the golden bug bites you.

Here they are:

-

Guthry O says;

-

Well, sure I will give you all a testimonial.

Upon seeing your commercials on TV, I realized we, I mean I realized I had some of that gold right here in my own house.

You see, my great, great, great, great, grandpa was in the Civil War. I think he was one of the guys who took care of general Lee’s horses. Did you know about a million horses were killed during the Civil War? Sounds to me like it should be called the Civil and Horse Wars. My father said his father told him his grandpa told him that he was told they even had to care for Oxen at times! Isn’t that wild!

Anyways.

Lee apparently gave my ancestor a solid gold knife holder for his belt that some southern Governor had given him. General Robert E. Lee was obviously grateful to my family for having kept his horses in such good condition.

I grew up with that knife shield thing locked inside a gun case that my grandpa had, and latter gave to my father near his death. I figured I would pass it on to my own son someday, but since I don’t have one and hardy ever even have a date, I figured this was my ancestors way of handing me a gift horse in the mouth.

I’m sure he would have approved of my decision to cash that history in for something useful. No point in being all sentimental over something locked up and out of reach. That seems nuts to me now. I figure my grandpa, and the grandpa that got this gift would be fine with me giving myself one. Keeping it all in the family so to speak.

I cut the knife shield up to fit in the envelope. Gold cut easy with a hack saw, but some of it did kinda melt into the blade teeth, so I picked that out with a pin that I had a poster of Toby Keith pinned up with. Don’t worry. I put the pin back.

Well, I stuck gold you all, just like you said. I got $500 from old gramps, and that was enough for me to get this new grill set. Wait until you see the glare!

It’s what some people call a chick magnet. Maybe now I’ll make my own ancestor and I can pass my grill onto them. If their mouth is the same size, it might even insure ancestors for generations to come!

What do you think?

Here is the photo of my brand spanken shinny new grill. I polish it every Sunday and what not to keep it in good shape. After all, we’re talking about history here.

My photo is below. I put it down there to be a surprise. I bet the chicks will be surprised some day real soon…

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

I’m going to put these photo’s in the case where the old grandpa’s was with the knife and all.

In homage to him, I’m even going to make one of these look oldish. I’m sure my ancestors would be real proud of what I’ve done.

I’d do it again if I had more dead relatives worth anything, I’m tellen’ ya.

My grandchildren might have to get rid of a few teeth in front like me, but I’m sure that is a sacrifice anyone would be happy to make, just to have this incredible twinkle for each and every word. How could anyone not pay attention to me now that everything I say sparkles like the sun!

Thanks again Gold-R-US. You truly make dreams come true. I encourage everyone to melt down their heirlooms today, but don’t get a grill like mine. I’d rather stay one of a kind.

Gold-R-US Rocks! Like Toby!

-

-

-

Candy K says;

-

I’m glad to give a testimonial to you guys.

My story came from my mom. You see her grandmother gave her this ring that was from England. Seems that her great grandfather was a great carpenter, when carpenters still cared and stuff, a lot of carving and alI. I don’t know how the England connection came about. That grandfather was commissioned to do this huge carpentry piece for the Queen of England. This was supposed to be a surprise, so most no one knew about it. As the story goes, that grandfather finished this big piece of furniture in Chicago, only to hear that the guy who commissioned it died, and no one knew about the commission.

Well, almost no one. About a year later, after that granddad had tried to sell the piece to the Royal Family, saying it was supposed to be theirs. They thought he was some kind of nut or con man. Nevertheless, a year later, some sort of diplomat or something showed up at that granddads door with a gift. That gift was a ring allegedly had by one of King Henry’s wives or something like that. Unfortunately, the stone was gone, but there was engraving that said to whomever from your King, blah, blah, blah.

I had seen a TV special on PBS about this King Henry the 8 character, and I hated him. I could not believe fate handed me a chance to get back at that creep. Suddenly this commercial comes up; melt down your waisting away gold for some real money at Gold-R-US, we enable dreams to come true, and boy did they ever!

I sent that ring in, not sure that snake of a creepy jerk didn’t give his wives fake jewelry or something. $250.00 in a check! Now who is the fool old King sleaze ball! Guess who got the last laugh over your sorry a*s!

I had been eying one of those really cool foreign door pieces. It seemed only fitting to bring back some wood over this whole thing.

It is a shame that in India, Pakistan or wherever they are taking whole towns apart to fit into the modern world. The people cannot wait to discard their own old history! It is really, really sad. I’m glad to have salvaged this door or window from the import store. At least somebody cares for their history and architecture if they don’t. What is the big hurry to get plastic and steel anyway?

I don’t have anywhere to put this that works yet, so I keeping it in the attic for safe keeping. I could not have gotten this without your help Gold-R-US, you guys are really doing the whole world a favor. We get to save what is worth saving, and getting rid of the bad vibe stuff the creeps have handed down after having their way and all.

Love you Gold-R-US!

Hey Henry! Kiss my but! Loser!

Thanks again. Another happy camper who struck gold.

Candice K

-

-

-

-

Here is the actual “Queens Table” this story is based on. Since it was never delivered, it sat in a Chicago warehouse for 75 years in boxes. It stood nearly 12 feet tall. My great grandfathers son is the Italian hamming it up of the floor. How about my great uncles Afro at the right?

I am actually in this conglomerate picture of pictures with one surviving sister and one not. Grandfather on floor with Italian face died before I was born. His wife is with us in the photo with me and my sisters in it. This photo should be around the “Roaring twenties”. My grandfather did lay on a drenched battlefield for 6 hrs with one leg machine-gunned during World War 1.

Interesting that some of the flags appear to be American.  Probably more proud to be Americans than to rub it in.  The chains and all were carved from wood.  I wonder if any gold was in the piece?…

WHERE IS THE 20′ BOARD?

Now just look at this first photo and tell me, or tell yourself where the twenty foot board is. The board is a relatively huge 20′ 2by12. The truck is about 16′ long.

No. It is not on the other side.

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

-

Here it is. The 70 year old guy at the lumberyard said he never seen anyone do that before.

-

and those wire holders are double tied, with themselves and with another wire pinning the main ones knot. The wire is attached to solid metal that does not move or encounter moving parts while driving. You cannot tell, but the board is just like this in the first photo. OK. If you blow it up there is the slightest hint here and there.

bye