thoughts on life in the presentt r gates, 03/03/2007
My young darling Brendan and I are working together today on his Soapbox Scout's car. Just gave the base green colour coat. Then he wants to do flames and stuff. Then he has other stuff in mind since this is the first Saturday that I've taken off for over two months. He's happy, so am I with him. For me, life is always the same to some degree. Life. Good. Bad. Ugly. Yet, and most times intuitively I do truly have this, Beauty, the only thing that save and redeems the world. At least for me. My cumulative present moments have been more down than up over the years, not a complaint, just the way that it is. Today, and this is the only key, clich' or byword that I go by - other than a phrase akin to me, breathe one breath at a time, that's it - today, again, is the only time and eternity that I know. All other equations of metaphysical, physical, religious, spiritual, scientific or whatever perceptions are merely that. Perceptions. If I, and do at some moments, give into the perception as reality then I can be captivated by the illusion which then becomes my delusion. However, for me, I see this, today, as 'my' choice. Right now, in this present moment, at this present breath, inhale or exhale, I choose to behold what is better than what sucks; and neither controls me because neither are me and neither are permanent. That's for me though. And that's for today; it has not been like this for my cumulative living, but it is, as it has become my present. This is what matters. On the tuff side of this one, I believe, needs to learn to say the short pray, as Anthony Hopkins calls it via a Monk's words to him, 'Fuck it!' Another words, 'Whatever it is or isn't, here God or whatever, it's yours.' I like this because it's honest without frills.
My young darling Brendan and I are working together today on his Soapbox Scout's car. Just gave the base green colour coat. Then he wants to do flames and stuff. Then he has other stuff in mind since this is the first Saturday that I've taken off for over two months. He's happy, so am I with him. For me, life is always the same to some degree. Life. Good. Bad. Ugly. Yet, and most times intuitively I do truly have this, Beauty, the only thing that save and redeems the world. At least for me. My cumulative present moments have been more down than up over the years, not a complaint, just the way that it is. Today, and this is the only key, clich' or byword that I go by - other than a phrase akin to me, breathe one breath at a time, that's it - today, again, is the only time and eternity that I know. All other equations of metaphysical, physical, religious, spiritual, scientific or whatever perceptions are merely that. Perceptions. If I, and do at some moments, give into the perception as reality then I can be captivated by the illusion which then becomes my delusion. However, for me, I see this, today, as 'my' choice. Right now, in this present moment, at this present breath, inhale or exhale, I choose to behold what is better than what sucks; and neither controls me because neither are me and neither are permanent. That's for me though. And that's for today; it has not been like this for my cumulative living, but it is, as it has become my present. This is what matters. On the tuff side of this one, I believe, needs to learn to say the short pray, as Anthony Hopkins calls it via a Monk's words to him, 'Fuck it!' Another words, 'Whatever it is or isn't, here God or whatever, it's yours.' I like this because it's honest without frills.
And I guess I'll never know, but at least I wonder haha
I like questioning myself often. It's constructive!