Given the Gibbon
the monkey-brain and i
Today I will see the world, just as it is
Today I will accept the world, just as it is
It is only with hindsight that I can see myself because the monkey-brain handles the details while I swim for my life in the river of the eternal moment
Icarus Unfrocked Wizard Flyby
Today I will see that others have feelings, interests, and experiences, just like me
Today I will accept that others are just like me
Today I will see that others recognize our shared experiences, just like me
Today I will accept that that others are just like me
Today I will see that others are divine spirits, just like me
Today I will accept that other spirits are just like me.
In 1973, at 22, a visit to a physic fair led to a one year training course with the Church of Divine Man who taught me to meditate with a rose and to read people with my eyes closed. With only three weeks weeks left in the training, I quit the program . Part of a pattern of Meditation, growth, development and sudden reversal creating a series of born-again beliefs and self-identity. I tried leaping from rock to rock in the river, but just short of the shore, like Sisyphus, i would fall back into the raging waters. I learned to swim but there was always another rock.
Today at 70, I feel like a flank stake, pounded into transparency and ready for the skillet, hoping to be consumed for my delicious taste and energy, allowing my physical elements to be returned to my spirit as a series of breadcrumbs across the Tardis horizon.
Icarus Mars Rock Flyby