Friday, January 29, 2016

they was working together for sure



The rain fell lightly this morning, its smell is clean and new. An unusual overcast day, drink it in, remember these days when the sun roasts us in four months. Inside it is still coat and pashmina cold, I listen again to the receptive and repetitive journey of Koyaanisqatsi.  Defined, according to the inside jacket, this Hopi word denotes a crazy life, a life in turmoil, life disintegrating, a life out of balance, a state of life that calls for another way of living. 

In their given state, the Hopi predicted their own future, understood the inevitability and nature told them when a state of life called for a change. 

Given the white man’s decimation of these people,  that was an end of the world for the Hopi Nation.  And I must ask are Hopi prophecies applicable today and when they were recorded were they supposed to be for a wider audience?  If only to generalize, yes, the world is out of balance as usual, sometimes it feels the world is tipping over and here we go, other times it’s as if everything is cyclical and we do even out on occasion. In either case when I am busy neither of them matter, I prefer to be ignorant, really, I don’t ask for coincidences and I am certainly not trying to have them, and you tell me this is the way divinity communicates to people I should be grateful the coincidences are not bad ones. 

And prophecies from other peoples, tribes, faiths, are as valid as prophecies in the holy books.  Each religious generation since the beginning has adopted philosophies and symbols from beliefs and within the inheritance cultures, groups, nations,  adapted  and layers and layers of belief  has evolved through man’s insatiable appetite for truth which is the same for everyone and hasn’t changed since the beginning.

Our basic needs are pretty simple, eh?  We all know that.  The truth is simple if it weren’t for the rebellious spirit always trying to roost in my head. 

Every generation presents new challenges, albeit the challenges have been the same since the beginning, simply the new challenges require self-reflection and modification in order to survive. 

But returning to the beginning, isn’t that an innate desire, to be there when there was nothing and with nothing there is, was, truth.  Hey!  We’re in the garden of eden again with naked women.   Is there anything else man wouldn’t want if he didn’t yet have desire?

Eleven o’clock, rain falls, dark skies in the east.  Nice.

Faiths were never meant to compete with each other.  Divine Revelation came when it was time for those whom received it. 

Does Divine Revelation happen anymore?  Only for individual purposes?  I suppose it isn’t really necessary anymore, almost the whole world believes in a higher power, even the eleven percent atheists believe in the divinity of humanism. 

So? 

So?  I don’t know.  I think I should go outside.

7:41—the weekend has started yahoooo! what are we gonna do?  Not a darn thing.  The usual, survive, I started Grisham’s, ‘Gray Mountain’ that will be priority tomorrow.   It’s nice for my reading brain to change gears once in a while.

I have a family of mice living under the unplugged fridge.  They don’t appear to be afraid of me because I haven’t gone after them yet.  They are unable to get into my lower drawer which contains the biscuits but I did find their shit on top of the fridge.  Nothing there and you crap on my fridge? 

Thunder!

And I stood on the porch and there was one big crack and boom and the rain fell a little harder and then it stopped and through the ink black sky a large bright star appears in the south and said go back in and I did and toasted some p-c and had a cup of coffee and once again I speak of the old. 

I watched the big short and enjoyed it a lot.  I still didn’t understand a few things but I understand more of the crash now but I don’t think using a woman in a bathtub to explain anything was a good idea. 

Compassion is a universal wavelength between all sentient beings and faiths. 

“Why sure I saw Francis Xavier bumping forearms with the Buddha, they was working together on this one that’s for sure.”

I went for coffee and I came back and I am disconnected from the internet though in my lower screen I see five bars, I am connected my friend.

And no you can’t say telling someone about the spooky guy has any relation to the disconnect.

I scared a mouse away when I opened the bottom drawer with the biscuits and a bag of pine nuts.  I better eat these cookies and leave a few nuts for them away from me. And I’d like to know why I can't connect.  



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