New year, New you
Cheap magic for people who want to believe that the numbers we assigned to the days mean something. Anything can mean something if I see it.
What I see in this year is opportunity like I've never seen before. Anything can exist in the space I live in now.
There are masses engaged in the media over things that matter and many that don't. Tweeting, commenting, liking, reposting, censoring, complaining. Over and over to infinity. It has no end. It's a vortex. A black hole. It exists yet it is not visible. It pulls at everything and eats it alive. It creates and throws out so much it seems to be unstoppable and unavoidable. Numbers, graphs, images, videos, statements, fear, anger, worry, endlessly released into the world.
Or is it? Is it even real?
It exists. Yes. Its there. I call it The Mass (leaving the media off.)
But is it real? Its as real as calendar numbers assigned to the rotation of the earth.
So where is the real? Its where I say it is. It is where I see it and interact with it with my body, my senses.
Starting from nothing - as much nothing as I can create from the something that I become conscious of each morning - I can observe and create.
My mind is making meaning and reasoning and telling me what to feel about it. It just goes. Where is the real?
It begins where I have courage to look. The feeling comes first.
Courage are the hinges on the door. Courage is the pivot. Courage is created, forged, and applied. It's not stumbled upon and picked up like a prize.
"I can't"
Then don't. Your Self knows itself as part of The Mass. It can be comfortable there.
Words are the world.
In the gospel of St. John written in Aramaic there is a phrase used that translates to "I is". Translators for centuries assume it is wrong and write it as "I am".
Create the is.
Am is static and hard. Is is fluid and boundless. Am requires a bunch of stuff to justify it. Is exists without questions.
Is is the counter to The Mass, the black hole.
I is. 2022
Cheap magic for people who want to believe that the numbers we assigned to the days mean something. Anything can mean something if I see it.
What I see in this year is opportunity like I've never seen before. Anything can exist in the space I live in now.
There are masses engaged in the media over things that matter and many that don't. Tweeting, commenting, liking, reposting, censoring, complaining. Over and over to infinity. It has no end. It's a vortex. A black hole. It exists yet it is not visible. It pulls at everything and eats it alive. It creates and throws out so much it seems to be unstoppable and unavoidable. Numbers, graphs, images, videos, statements, fear, anger, worry, endlessly released into the world.
Or is it? Is it even real?
It exists. Yes. Its there. I call it The Mass (leaving the media off.)
But is it real? Its as real as calendar numbers assigned to the rotation of the earth.
So where is the real? Its where I say it is. It is where I see it and interact with it with my body, my senses.
Starting from nothing - as much nothing as I can create from the something that I become conscious of each morning - I can observe and create.
My mind is making meaning and reasoning and telling me what to feel about it. It just goes. Where is the real?
It begins where I have courage to look. The feeling comes first.
Courage are the hinges on the door. Courage is the pivot. Courage is created, forged, and applied. It's not stumbled upon and picked up like a prize.
"I can't"
Then don't. Your Self knows itself as part of The Mass. It can be comfortable there.
Words are the world.
In the gospel of St. John written in Aramaic there is a phrase used that translates to "I is". Translators for centuries assume it is wrong and write it as "I am".
Create the is.
Am is static and hard. Is is fluid and boundless. Am requires a bunch of stuff to justify it. Is exists without questions.
Is is the counter to The Mass, the black hole.
I is. 2022