Being continuously occupied with ways to entertain our fickle existence seems never to cease. We meander and derive meaning in ways that are void of any sustenance. While learning to love we discover life. Life blinds us in our own living. The daily lives we live are only a fragment of reality. Reality is waking. It is sleeping. Breathing. Dying. Loving.
What is the meaning of the various colors in the advertisements that so blinding envelops our sights? Why must we be forced to accept only tangible, material, and fleeting instances in time?
I have this fantastic laptop that allows me to transcribe these words from my head to the screen. I have music playing through headphones as to drown out the reality that is existing outside of me. ---How come?
When in the course of human existence did we progress to where we are today? When human civilization evolved we did not anticipate- lo! Even desire-- ipods, cellphones, big macs…we evolved to work together, and to grow together.
When was it acceptable to exploit the needs of someone with less money than you…Aren’t they your brother or sister too!?! Their heart beats the same as does mine. In any circumstance, in any course in human interaction, there our two hearts. Two beating human hearts. There is not a heart with more money. There is not one heart that is more ‘successful,’—(what does that even mean)—there is not one heart that has the permission to belittle the other heart. No, there can’t be. There is blood flowing through ventricles to power the vehicle of our being---our whole entire being—and their hearts are beating. Galump. Galump. Galump.
There really is not a point to these writings other than voice. A voice that needs to be heard, cultivated, and reasoned with. That is my aim with rekindling this love---the love of thought expression, articulation (an attempt at least), and transference of ideas.
.Grow.
