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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