"They've tricked you, these boundries
the way each stares back to the next
hoping the change might occur."
How do we gauge the saturation point of imagination, where an equinimity of purpose and plan becomes action.
'Becoming is superior to being' and all that, but when the restitution of residual desire is result, you've arrived. Then the branch points that have been Hydra of anticipation calm their heads, focus their eyes and work becomes life entertwined with living. There's no trick. The nature of universe is reflective: what you send returns. G*d is pure potential, raw device-material that knows only abundance and perpetuity. No judgement, no 'good' or 'evil' ...only flow and manifestation.
We're not seperate. We are of this energy, and in fact are this energy expressed as individuated totality. Small, yet perfectly realized, examples of the entire process of living and evolving Nature. We create our own worlds by will of intention. But being (in part) creatures of linear circumstance, a sense of delay springs from inevetable projection, the flesh-mind trying to outsmart the spirit-mind with determination in plan. I say 'inevitable' because our primary material law is, at this point in our progress, one of time and space based disintegration. Any projection seen in this light can be read as time-based body-mind longing to bypass a mortality that's intrinsic, absolutely perfect in its function and place, and currently beyond any arguments of necessity, the process being what it is...we're changing, yes, but in divine timing.
So much discussion can be developed regarding feedback loops of action and reaction. The noise of longing and resentment growing in pitch to squeal of stasis. But why? That just envelops the heart with words and excuses.
A simple embracing of a simple truth. What happens, happens in perfect timing in a completely perfect way. We have the power to set it in motion, but then it's out of our control. There are no accidents or mistakes. Just lessons and results. Cause and effect.
Just keeping open eye and mind for the roadsigns that say 'go' and allowing the second guessing of intuition to be obsolete is the key. 'Control' is a fallacy. Like trying to move waves with a pitchfork. The waves make shape in their own way.
The gauge then is the point where we allow the cycling mind-chatter to give way to gentle and prescient encouragement. The gut reaction should never be underestimated.
If it feels good, do it. Not (exclusively) short term ego gratification, but that which brings sense of ease and peace, clarifying direction toward optimal function of the individuated personal system in its entirety.
Great thing is...that could mean anything to anyone. It's in our own hands and hearts to say what is or is not right for us as individuals.
We always, always , have a choice in the matter.
Matters.
The matter we are. And which we create.
"but the organ started up again
and the hand tightened the grip
on the knob of the door
the way you only guees it should be..."
(Poetry in quotes from "A Short Reminder" by Jim Carroll
the way each stares back to the next
hoping the change might occur."
How do we gauge the saturation point of imagination, where an equinimity of purpose and plan becomes action.
'Becoming is superior to being' and all that, but when the restitution of residual desire is result, you've arrived. Then the branch points that have been Hydra of anticipation calm their heads, focus their eyes and work becomes life entertwined with living. There's no trick. The nature of universe is reflective: what you send returns. G*d is pure potential, raw device-material that knows only abundance and perpetuity. No judgement, no 'good' or 'evil' ...only flow and manifestation.
We're not seperate. We are of this energy, and in fact are this energy expressed as individuated totality. Small, yet perfectly realized, examples of the entire process of living and evolving Nature. We create our own worlds by will of intention. But being (in part) creatures of linear circumstance, a sense of delay springs from inevetable projection, the flesh-mind trying to outsmart the spirit-mind with determination in plan. I say 'inevitable' because our primary material law is, at this point in our progress, one of time and space based disintegration. Any projection seen in this light can be read as time-based body-mind longing to bypass a mortality that's intrinsic, absolutely perfect in its function and place, and currently beyond any arguments of necessity, the process being what it is...we're changing, yes, but in divine timing.
So much discussion can be developed regarding feedback loops of action and reaction. The noise of longing and resentment growing in pitch to squeal of stasis. But why? That just envelops the heart with words and excuses.
A simple embracing of a simple truth. What happens, happens in perfect timing in a completely perfect way. We have the power to set it in motion, but then it's out of our control. There are no accidents or mistakes. Just lessons and results. Cause and effect.
Just keeping open eye and mind for the roadsigns that say 'go' and allowing the second guessing of intuition to be obsolete is the key. 'Control' is a fallacy. Like trying to move waves with a pitchfork. The waves make shape in their own way.
The gauge then is the point where we allow the cycling mind-chatter to give way to gentle and prescient encouragement. The gut reaction should never be underestimated.
If it feels good, do it. Not (exclusively) short term ego gratification, but that which brings sense of ease and peace, clarifying direction toward optimal function of the individuated personal system in its entirety.
Great thing is...that could mean anything to anyone. It's in our own hands and hearts to say what is or is not right for us as individuals.
We always, always , have a choice in the matter.
Matters.
The matter we are. And which we create.
"but the organ started up again
and the hand tightened the grip
on the knob of the door
the way you only guees it should be..."
(Poetry in quotes from "A Short Reminder" by Jim Carroll
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hellsforheroes:
is there irony in neptune holding a trident...I will be apocryphal...and you can be Nivana, which ironically, means extinction in sanskrit...happy dodo hunting
hellsforheroes:
"Like trying to move waves with a pitchfork"....and neptune's trident...irony.