406. September 7th….Important…Unimportant…what’s important is the ability to sing “Radar Love”…..outloud…at high rates of speed….with no fear of incarceration……

“The King is Dead” 2010

“There is a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in.” – Leonard Cohen

….it was cool enough this morning well into the dark…that I realized…I’ll soon be smelling the heat from the floor furnaces….hearing the metal cracking when it expands and shrinks again….laying my socks on the metal grate…to warm them up…I am looking forward to the fall coming…to my house……

this morning my blood glucose was 112…….for those of you that don’t know what that means….it means….it’s good…..17 points below the maximum…for a waking blood glucose level….and yesterday it was 109…the day before that it was 115…..

sometimes it seems to take a near catastrophe to….slow everything down to a point….that the truly…undeniablly important things in life begin to emerge….sure we all know what we think are important…..until something arises…that tests the metal of  importance….bends it until it snaps and it is done….I’ve…discovered in my world….all of the stuff I labeled “Important’….really never was…nor will it ever be….. it is like knowing what’s really in a hot dog…there is no consideration that it is edible…..

I don’t know how important arrives….it may show up one day…with a bag of tricks that intrigues us forever or it may take a trip through the windshield at 75 miles per hour…to let us know we need to screw the light bulb in a little tighter….so it works all of the time….but however it decides to appear….is not the issue….it is the questions we ask that determine if  what acts like and looks like important….. really is important….and our secret decoder ring…will usually gives us the answer…

accepting the important things in a life….is pretty easy yet………too often we think with body parts that lack the capacity to think…at all yet we delegate some thinking power to our heart or worse…our genetalia….while both come up with some bizarre decisions based on even more bizarre…reasons…and actions….and we seem a little surprised…at the outcome…..

I feel important things in a life present themselves… raw….and  uncensored….and our failure begins when we start to try to understand this presentation….rather than accepting it for what it is…..and either acting on it or not…we knit hats and make clothes for it….give it names…and ask questions about it….paint it a different color and generally forget the original format once we have re-presented in a way that seems a bit more palatable….more what we think it should be rather….than what it is…

I mean….it’s important if the taco is missing from a Mexican combination plate…. love is important…..but do my socks match…or what does that person…the one over there….think of me….unimportant…in a big way….there is no universal scale of importance….what is…is for as long as it is….and has the possibility to become unimportant…while what isn’t…isn’t and may remain that way until it becomes important….if it ever does….

it’s like music….anybody who is 48+….knows the words to “Radar Love”… knows to turn it up really loud..for the first 25 seconds of the song so you can tap your finger or feet to the base line…..you can drive faster…on the open road…..if you get pulled over for speeding just say….”I was listening to Radar Love”….if it’s an older cop…..he’ll understand….because it’s important……

“A toothache, or a violent passion, is not necessarily diminished by our knowledge of its causes, its character, its importance or insignificance.” – T. S. Eliot

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One thought on “406. September 7th….Important…Unimportant…what’s important is the ability to sing “Radar Love”…..outloud…at high rates of speed….with no fear of incarceration……

  1. This post touches the center of yesterday’s experiences for me. Yesterday, it was all light. I don’t know why, but the significance was unmistakable. I totally hear you here, now.

    Radar Love. I can hear it now 🙂

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