418. September 23rd…2 ears….1 mouth….there’s a reason for this…I’m sure….

“Smells like a 1963 Vacation”

“Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder.” – Edvard Munch

the “Visibility” of anything somehow makes it more real..unless it’s God…. a miracle….or some divine wind that guides us….outside of that if most people can’t see it….it probably is not there…..

but they can say they have loved…someone….yet never captured love in a net….or they have cried because a feeling compelled their heart to release and tears poured from their eyes….but they could never catch the emotion that was the culpret…..and it works as they want it to work….what becomes their real becomes everyone’s real…and what stays dark and hidden will never be seen unless they shine the light on it by accident…or they choose to reveal….who they really are…when the meat has been taken from the bone…..and the bare white bleached bones lie….waiting to tell another story…..

we all think we are….. project our essence forward…..and everybody gets it….they see it because we see it…..more often than not…what we project is nothing like what we are….our facade….is like some billboard along the highway….tempting those who believe…with more of what we want them to believe….because mice do roar…..and it takes big to be bad…..and we practice the Clint Eastwood eyes….to keep you away…yet draw you closer…..and if that doesn’t confuse the treasure hunters who follow our map…we say……”Yes”…when we really meant to say…”No”……. or…add numbers when there should be letters and words…….

maybe it’s the experience we see as the way that survival works….it worked for me…..when I was hanging upside down…..it should work for you…the same way…..oh of course…I forgot….you and I are not me…..and for it to work….for you I have to remove myself from the equation and let it just be yours….so maybe…..me won’t work for you…..excuse my arrogance….but I thought……

everyone can describe love in a few hundred words or less…..is older love more valid than new love…..is it any more…..true or legitimate….it is each person’s story…..yet further removed from another’s story describing the same feeling…..so why is it we don’t tell people how to love….we just let them……and let them do it the way that they have translated the feeling…..

but when you are not as “Right”…and maybe there is a small spiral in you….one that turns left when 99 percent of every other spiral….turns right……somehow…printed directions emerge…ways to solve your problem…because…I know…and I know…and I even know better…than I do….so listen to me…I have the answers….right here in this precisely folded piece of paper….folded 64 times…the size of a credit card…one you can carry in your top pocket….refer too and…they’re instructions…..written in English…Spanish….French…and Vietnamese….how to change that spiral to turn the other direction….now…aren’t you glad you did that….

maybe what we are…we are for a precise reason….and it might just be….that a small piece of what we are…is like a coal getting consumed in a fire…..that is what it is designed for…..made to do…..and the end result has transformed us into the most beautifully designed…accurate…version of what we could ever be…..yet to get there it took never looking at the repair manual…….or consulting the experts who were never experts to begin with….it made you…me…come to conclusions……that really let us see the colors for what they are……

and sure there was the best help…the help that made certain the spiral remained spinning  left…..because those that really helped….knew left was the right direction……to begin with…..

“Never Forget!- The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.” – Friedrich Nietzsche




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2 thoughts on “418. September 23rd…2 ears….1 mouth….there’s a reason for this…I’m sure….

  1. Robert, I especially enjoy the last bit of this post “Maybe what we are…we are for a precise reason…” It really seems so to me. I’m feeling these word~energies this morning. Thank you!

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    • There is really something about….the acceptance of being who we are with all of the faults and beauties…and never letting go of the idea that our perfection is real…and sometimes without one person…maybe things would be altered…greatly…for a time…thanks Carmela for the comment….

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