The wise have one foot in insanity, and the sane have one foot in the grave.
On one hand is the question of how to best help others understand the changes that are at hand. But on the other hand, those who are capable of knowing and understanding already do to a great extent. They only need to know that they are not alone and not imagining it. Thus I referred to tribes of choice. Your tribe used to be dictated by circumstance, practical limitations and having to live at the whim of natural forces.
We don’t need to agree on a single doctrine. No groups dogma is going to win against any other and there is a reason why. Because they are all on equal footing. They all draw the same line in the sand.
Myself, I prefer not to pay much mind to these lines. I would rather walk in the garden of experience. To my view, I will experience a rose by any other name in exactly the way I am meant to, and how I am meant to comes from my own being. What peace I may find with myself or others stems from my grasp of the role of self in the universe. If we were meant to be nothing more than parts of a divine cell colony, then we would have been this the entire time. This is my view. Diversity is necessary in the multi-dimensional world, but we won’t even begin to make informed choices until we admit that point A (self) relates to point B (reality).
I have been dragged into the scenarios and experiences of others, but enjoyed them all for the most part. Some were very scary. Well, perhaps the most scary experience is why you feel the pulse. It’s like a noise that runs through our entire world, and when it washes over you, you might be tempted to believe that your individuality is threatened. It’s not being compromised. It’s being empowered.
A rhythm, a rhyme, a reason. Feels sort of like going to a huge music concert, and it is flowing all across our world. It might seem totally accidental when it comes to you. It’s not, and even when you are left in its wake… That seeming calm… It hasn’t ended. You are just where you need to be. It may seem like nothing happened, but can you feel really alive and awake, then be willing to go back into a coma?
The experience lingers for decades, indeed. It leaves a mark, but so will that Big Mac. So will that song you listen to on your i-Pod. You are not being called to merge, you are being called to serve, and by service I mean creation, decision, not deferral of any sort.
A focus for a purpose. A focus derived from an awakening to your own soul, your own mind and being.
The bill has come due, and nature will repossess what it created. It is doing so now. It’s why we are changing so much. But unlike the repo man taking your car, natures repossession will give us our lives back either gracefully or by force. But it’s vital that it happen. You can choose your terms, but ultimately a deals a deal.
So what’s your deal friends? You won’t be able to keep the economic model. You won’t be able to keep the national model. So do you know what you want?
The absolute value system related to role is failing. It will end. What anything is worth will be decided by us, and decided now. There is no time table. The tides don’t care what the calendar says, so don’t fear to go with your personal rhythm.
I’d love to be done with drama. Ah, on the subject of drama… Drama is because of the old social model. The old way of making sense of personal relationships is still being used. As long as we do that, we will continue to play out the old stories, broken marriages, abusive parents and partners. There’s a reason these have become stereotypical, even in a sense comedic.
Starlogging is a way we can research that. Sorry, didn’t mean to impose a commercial. Offer whatever you will. I don’t really care about commercials myself. I care about awakening the buyer. As the old Buddhist saying goes, “Before enlightenment, chop wood and carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood and carry water.” We do still have to live in this very real world.
It’s all about choice.
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.