Condensing It All Into... This

There is no such thing as ‘life’. Our so-called ‘perception’ is but a tiny, tiny glimpse into a knowledge that escapes or again, so-called understanding’ pf what is and is not. As we move from place to place we see that our environment changes as so the appearance that we have moved comes about. Let me be the first to tell you that there is no movement and you have not moved one iota. Standing still we provide the opportunity to take a moment, a breath of life and contemplation, so that all in our purvey may be reflected upon. To see is to know an in knowledge we tend to gain insight so that our future actions may come into greater alignment with our beliefs. It’s a nice plan and I would not take that away from you…

Wandering the fields.... of Life

Life presents it’s self in many, many ways and forms. Just when we think we’ve got it all figured out wham!, a curve ball comes our way. I don’t like sports. Mostly because of it’s big following, as if it means some thing or another. It doesn’t. Sorry to burst the bubble of self happiness but reality has a different ‘spin’…

Foundational Beings

A basis exists upon which the building of all else resolves. It’s not the first cause nor the last but something entirely different. Looking through the telescopic lens of a reality that does not exist we see many a sight to behold. All sorts of comings and goings occur right before our very nose and yet we seem oblivious to a mechanical nature from which we were born. There is never anything quite like the time we are given. Since we all stand alone and aloof to connections well beyond our minuscule comprehension we seem to be in complete control of who and what we are. Thinking is and so we are. Sometimes we see far too much of our shadow and shadows, mistaking it for a reality that is neither here nor there and yet we weep with glee or sorrow depending upon the roulette table spinning our way to a glory just out of reach. Of course we make and create our trials to suit our needs and desires. ‘Paying the price’ just doesn’t quite seem to do it justice…

Waging An Honorable War

There is no ‘honor’ in war. There is no ‘honor’ is disparaging conversations where the listener becomes the oppressed. Plowing the fields with negative intent destroys not only ‘society’ but ‘human’ nature. There is no way out so why the hurry to scorch the Earth? In policy, demands are met but unfortunately the reality is that a convoluted path to destruction becomes ingrained such as a locomotive barreling down upon a reality that cannot change. When ‘progress’ becomes a marker then we have surely lost. Some find comfort in being controlled while others find comfort where it is given. Unbestowed, we live in a perpetual flux seeking and ‘finding’. The rules of chess required participation and so does the universe. We are all characters upon the stage singing and swaying to the director’s every whim. Or so we think

Walking In The Shadows

It’s true, I do keep a low profile. It’s not about relegating an ego to the waste bin nor is it about standing firm against the tides of good and evil. All things in this universe ebb and flow as nature intends. There isn’t anything we can do about it. It’s not accepting fate but about being an integral part of this universe in which we ourselves, ebb and flow like the tides of eternity bearing upon the sands of time. One must know where one stands. In purpose we find desire and in so doing light the torch of consequence where judgement falls upon us by the hardest of taskmasters, ourselves. I am neither the judge nor the jury but merely a concerned citizen sitting among the audience watching the inevitable play out. Is it any wonder that one’s attention can drift to all sorts of avenues. But that is not me…

Mouse Trap

There was an old game that was quite a barrel of monkeys to play and enjoy. It involved an elaborate scheme via a convoluted methodology to indicate and entrap the ever-elusive mouse. It involved quite a setup but keeping in mind the eventual outcome made the effort worthwhile and rewarding of and in itself. Pieces arranged just so, intricate interlaced mechanics arranged just so and an over-all extended concerto all coming together in time, space and local dialect. For game players it’s like fantasy come-to-life enacting itself upon the world’s stage for all to see and perhaps understand

Hurry To Worry

Though there are few among us who proclaim the harmony with which we are all endowed never-the-less it exists. From imagination to determination the mental process evolves. This is not a detriment by any degree but merely a marker upon which life indelibly leaves it’s imprint. We are all part of something much greater than ourselves. To seek is to find but in finding we discover that our field of vision further expands to encompass a little something beyond our wildest dreams. We live to evolve but this too is a lie told in the backrooms of bars and brothels. Purity has no place among the untainted and true of heart. Though it may seem contradictory, it mostly certainly is not. In playing games we become the pawns which are moved in little regard to ultimate outcomes. As a way to means shallow lives are lived and lost…

Engaging Overdrive

Time is of essence. If you believe that then surely the Easter Bunny is not far behind. There always seems to be this thing called belief that hangs in the air emanating odors which could be classified in the ‘unpleasant’ category quite easily. “We all ‘believe’ in something.” And in hypnotic sway we find ourselves lost to our selves and to every one else. Success! It takes quite the effort to lead astray and in the same proportion to return home. Most assuredly it is a case of the blind leading the blind. Eventually the path through the jungle of Life and Living peters out with our minds filling in the gaps so as to find a way forward. It is simply not there. Coming to terms with our limitations is best left to the brave of heart…

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