I am making my way through my re-read of books that made an impression through the years, the years that started with the reading of Moby Dick. Most of the reading takes place again as i soar thru the skies, traveling from one place to the next, but the one and the next are always one of two places.
It was quite appropriate that during these last few months of dealings on the HOA board that the dialogs Plato wrote of Socrates was my reading. For i am learning first hand on the uselessness of governing of others as a community… but did i also not already see this in a vision from the past.
It has started becoming a non-positive continuing thought but as my increasing times of meditation, it as of a couple of practices past, brought back a letting go and with that a relaxation of mind, body and emotional. All this while, once again, the morning star has snuck its way into being. Which i caught its first glimpsed a week or so ago.
I suppose at this point I’ll get down writings that came to me as i was traveling in my going from one place to the next…
The world is not a just place, it is a place for injustice. The unjust created an idea of heaven and hell as an illusionary prize so the those who cannot partake in the injustice will not rise up but maintain their justness and bid their time and wait for a time of a just world. Yet how far does this so-called non-existent heaven descend? For remember Hansel on his way to somewhere, his appearance as white as snow with a grand smile on his face… the dilemma on whether or not to summon that which is outside our current sight of finding to appear… for my thought was that it would be once again not taking ownership of self and once again a pointing of the finger. My thought was that it had to be done alone for it to show a sense of worth. Yet my thought turned to my job. Am i unworthy to ask for help when i have spent too much perceived time on a task and it still remains undone. Yet when looking at it from a greater perspective, i think back upon my search to understand security and seek enlightenment. I thought I did this alone and put no time limit on finding the answers. They came when they did, not by force but by remaining focused. But i did not do this to find them being confined to a closet behind a shut door. It took place with people/others that were foreign and alien to me. And so, this is answered… but it will happen in its own time, without want or force.
…I sit here in meditation, thinking about rules and regulations in my surrounding community and those that do not comply. I wonder why. But is this not life? Is this not the way things are? If there was not conflict, if there was no perception of difficulty or seeming inhospitableness, there would be no such thing as evolution. For evolution happens, change happens because of the need and/or desire to change your surroundings, to live in a place where one is comfortable and can thrive and finding oneself in this environment one changes and or moves. To learn, to adapt, to evolve, to grow, to have knowledge.
This catches me up to now and as of now, mortality has come to touch Kenneth who has been given one and a half years to live more on this planet.