What is this wasted mythology up to on the grand scale, I’m talking
‘epic’ Here, of monetizing millions of people?… where our perfected
moral sensibilities might derive from suffering?… what drives this
wedge, as an afterthought almost, between the haste to approach, and the
urge to savor the experience as it unfolds?… the message must be
repeated again, through all the different voices throughout the ages
humans are destined to roam, and still only the handful will achieve any
enlightenment from the ground-up in one breath… for everyone else, slow
and steady no matter how restless the energy to be the winner, must
achieve the same… the cryptography of the soul gives way to the many
varied hues, as the aura thickens to expose itself, so we are “blessed”
with bodies and roles that we can all function within… this condensing
into being makes the vision, those symbols interpreted through the
filtration systems as colors and sounds et all, of “death” seem
frightful to us… the energy produced in creation is always there
recycling, the mind is merely the individual apparatus of filter and
projector as well as memory storage, blood laughter and tears are only a
partial meaning of life from this vantage point… this is one of the
many reasons/ influences why the human being becomes trapped inside of a
repressive state, subduing the emotional intellect, a realization of
“tension” between states of being/ mood… existence as illusory is but
part of the dilemma, as instinct can undermine this emotional intellect,
the animal we are from birth competes with the physical intellect which
resides within all of us as well… we haunt ourselves as living, working
mechanical ghosts, our anonymity replacing the humanity (the emotional
intellect) we learn to respect, and this humanity is where animal meets
consciousness in the alien and the analytical… the mess is made all the
more intense/ critical when we identify most with animated machines, and
thus further separate ourselves from the emotional power that drives us
all, which becomes the malleable character others begin to manipulate
slowly over time if left unchecked… the spiritual role of acting is to
reveal the ways we are, but through the looking glass of humility…
Thanks, khet.
