Im 5 months deep on an adventure through Africa. Here's some of what's in my head....

Monday, January 12, 2009

We have a long way to go....in an instant.

I have this feeling of sadness or disillusionment due to my perception of this worlds current state. To use fear for unification is juvenile. The act of immaturity... it reaps a people in shock. Self preserving cases our past into the form of a golden idol. Can we all move in singular fashion? Where each of us follows the individual Heart Path inherent to each and every Human Being cell of this Human Body? Can the Human Creature collectivly sit still? Maybe the sabbath is to give the rest of nature a rest from the effects of our human race. Where are we going? And why are we fighting ourself? what is this appetite that we each nurture at the risk of being consumed? There is trash everywhere! The wrappers of our feast. We are bizzare. Its all bullshit! We cant see god that is already all of this. A pre existing fact of eternal reality regardless of what we choose to take seriously in this epic Choose Your Own Adventure. Except this one doesnt work if you fingermark the last chapter you read incase you change your mind. Fully living and fully dying. All of it. Day. Night. Before numbers and our foolish game of time... Day. Night. Life. Death. Blinking truths forming the IS. It. Just. Is. All of It. Fear is bullshit. Money is bullshit. Its all distractions from the Beautiful. Can we use the byproduct of life, carbon, and sculpt sculptures that will bare evidence of our souls endless immortality? Or are we still gonna keep charging each other to take a shit? Collect the scraps from the table of the past. History is all good but you and I are real NOW. What is ourstory? How beautifuly can we sculpt our byproducts? We are messy. We will collapse on ourselves and be purged by our own hands should we continue in current style and pattern. Let go of all of it. And care for all of it. And let go of all of it. And take care for all of it. Yes. That big. Impossibly possible.

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