From my book ...
A short poem …
Yarrgghhh!!!!
From a field of “nothing” perspective, of course, it is theoretically possible to change our reality, to substitute our old set of delusions for ones that serve us better. If not masters of the universe, we can at least become hackers of it. I got some insights into this before and after my heart surgery. But once the anesthesia wore off, I realized I was awakening to the same old gravity, obdurate and unyielding.
In my world, gravity constitutes proof that God is not paying attention. Nevertheless ...
Many days and nights on the road eventually led me to a major realization, a stealth realization that didn't announce itself. Maybe it happened under a desert sky or deep in an eastern hardwood forest. Maybe it was about to happen out on the western expanses I was venturing into. Whatever the case, I became aware of a new awareness, namely that letting go of our delusions is not enough. We need to be willing to go further, all the way. We need to let go of our core, the container of our delusions. Then all manner of possibilities beckon. The fact that I woke up in a recovery room still subject to the whims of this confounding planet of ours meant that I was not ready for this ultimate leap of faith. Still, I find myself trying to negotiate a better deal, as if this time someone might hear my entreaties and take pity on me.
God only laughs.
A short poem …
Yarrgghhh!!!!
From a field of “nothing” perspective, of course, it is theoretically possible to change our reality, to substitute our old set of delusions for ones that serve us better. If not masters of the universe, we can at least become hackers of it. I got some insights into this before and after my heart surgery. But once the anesthesia wore off, I realized I was awakening to the same old gravity, obdurate and unyielding.
In my world, gravity constitutes proof that God is not paying attention. Nevertheless ...
Many days and nights on the road eventually led me to a major realization, a stealth realization that didn't announce itself. Maybe it happened under a desert sky or deep in an eastern hardwood forest. Maybe it was about to happen out on the western expanses I was venturing into. Whatever the case, I became aware of a new awareness, namely that letting go of our delusions is not enough. We need to be willing to go further, all the way. We need to let go of our core, the container of our delusions. Then all manner of possibilities beckon. The fact that I woke up in a recovery room still subject to the whims of this confounding planet of ours meant that I was not ready for this ultimate leap of faith. Still, I find myself trying to negotiate a better deal, as if this time someone might hear my entreaties and take pity on me.
God only laughs.