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Listen To Your Heart

In proclamation we seek justice and in the time of our own shadow we yearn for, wait for it, truth. Of course when our perception takes form so do we and in our expression the definition becomes clear though meaningless. What are we to make of it all and when shall we do thus. As time passes before us upon the road of life’s journey where shall we then find ourselves? Is it that being lost is in our nature or are we just embracing but another form of being one thing or another, one that or another. Speaking in circles we come to fulfill the emptiness which drives and provides depth and meaning to the shallow and mostly non-existent perpetuation of thought in action. If purpose provides meaning then who the heck gives a heck about anything other than our own self interest. Are we not in the driver’s seat taking ourselves on another exciting adventure into the ‘unknown’. Where are the heroes?..

Lost In Listening

It’s been said once or twice that things are just so for a reason, that things are made and unmade in the image of that which perpetuates the existence of our nature. In looking in the mirror, not of life and Living but of Eternity we see and are seen. There are no secrets. There are no coincidences and all that happens occurs because it is all just so. The kaleidoscope of our existence displays it’s charm before our very eyes and as we see what we see our divinity becomes self evident. Here, between the sleepy sheets of our nighttime repose all that happens is but a figment of our imagination. There are no rules and though rulers rule it is all said in jest. We are living in our domain of self inoculation hidden away from creation just enough so that we may live. Through trial and error we trial and error in order to suit our fashion needs of the time and though it eventually all fades away nothing is ever lost…

Another Trip Around The Bend

Been there, done that many, many times. Some travel ceaselessly with the main reason being that somewhere must come knocking on the door so that it can be presented with hope and surprise. There you are my little precious. But never-never land, even though it appears so real and life-like, is not. In the endless quest of questing surely there must be an end in the same way as whence it came. It never happens like that but sitting on the couch enjoying the show seems to be in popular demand…

The Fallacy of Seeking

Looking and seeking can be a full time job. There is always some pull by those who wish to have you create a different reality for your self. There is also those who push as well but that is a different topic of discussion. Higher learning means that one must grasp for something supposedly out of our reach and into the arms of those who ‘know’ better. There are plenty of diplomas, certificates and what-not to state that the desired reality is something we should all grasp for. Yes, all are worthy…

Here, There And Everwhere

It’s neither here nor there. It’s everywhere. This isn’t about how we are all ‘connected’, how lines of control embrace all the good little boys and girls of the universe so as to make us all one. We are not one because there is no ‘we’…

Nothing Much Happens Here

Here is where not much of anything happens. Not even close to noteworthy are the events which pass before the field of so-called vision like ghosts from beyond the nether regions. Though events may enjoy a subsistence life-style in both micro and macro levels, attention given to such neither wane nor wax. Although meaning can be found whenever and where ever one looks for such, in the grand scheme of things all things come to past. How is it that a Rubic’s Cube can be solved in a matter of seconds while the universe is discarded as being nothing but a silly little notion best left to fairy tales and past lives. Thought can ponder anything you desire but management could care less what you think. Battles are created, loved and lost and then betrayed to no end. There is no winning but a whole lot of whining is about par for the course…

The Process of Processing

There is a rumor going around that in order for a being to ‘evolve’ or ‘be themselves’ a process must be embraced. That process involves, of course, some particular and ‘important’ rules of the road be attended to. Diligently. There is never a shortage of sales people selling goods on and through whatever platform is available. Sometimes a new platform is suddenly invented in order to fill a void but the point is, as always, getting the message through. Slaves have a need and that need must be full-filled…

Here We Go... Again

I seem to have lost the ability to ponder and wonder at the plight of Man and… beast. It’s not the first time, who knows whether it will be the last or not. In either case if sharing is caring then please ignore me to the best of your ability. Look away and if needed, pretend that my existence is like a newly cleaned chalkboard where what was is no longer. I am not here and I do not exist. Endeavoring to reach the high of Man’s glory both the sheep and the wolves run around like lost children hoping that someone will notice. For some there is no noticing and the the wildlife run rampant upon and through the lands leaving in their wake a whole lot of crap. I am not on the cleanup crew and so can only refer you to some other department that may provide due diligence in this regard. There is always hope…

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