414. September 18th…. “Getting it”…might just mean…. “Accepting it…..

Thoughts from the "Tinman"

“The Right Signs” 2010

“It’s not denial. I’m just selective about the reality I accept. ” – Bill Watterson

pouring coffee…..in the dark…full is full when my finger feels the heat….

figuring anything out…..is worth the effort if the results produces more than blisters on your hands…a  vacation to a mental hospital….or an extended stay at any place that has “State of” preceding it….that’s the beauty of getting it….there are as many ways to….as there are ways not to…..it’s just getting to that point that the method becomes as simple as opening your mouth to fill it with crab Louie….while on vacation to the Bay area….yet getting it…or figuring it out requires that the problem if that’s what you want it call it is spelled out in a few different ways so…the ability to truly understand the method of assault is clearly defined…and not some arbitrary swing in…hopes the pinata breaks on the first hit….

everything worth getting is usually designed to “Get” over some period of time…with some level of frequency….and a large degree of repetition….kind of like….love….it may be elusive….while in pursuit of it….yet when we throw our hands in the air and affirm…”I’m done”…..all of that pursuit begins to unravel…and things really do start to happen….and all of the effort sort of holds you there like the 12 and 1/2 minutes of new/old footage in the Exorcist Redux……getting it is also…a balance of perfection….too much one direction…and getting it becomes a pseudo-religious experience….with far more questions than answers….and little if any result…other than a new wardrobe of flowing intricately patterned robes….cool hats and new rather esoteric sounding names…..while too little….balance…..and the experience is a perpetual one night stand with different women…but they are all named Dolores….so the actions remain the same as does the name calling….

I thinking “Getting it”…can often be seen as an enlightening experience…no more stepping on a floor full of tacks any longer….some torch that has guided us from the dark…led by a mystical deep…yet soft and assuring wisdom evoking voice……..when in reality the right medication and usually a 180 degree turn is ample to make the enlightening experience…no more of a leap of faith than stepping off of the curb…..which I like to do….plant my feet together…arch my back and raise my hands high in the air in my best Olympic dismount fashion…..stare at that invisible golden ord there somewhere above the horizon….deep exhale…..wait for the 9.73…9.71…9.88….etc……

“Getting it”…comes in many ways….and whatever works…works…ultimately isn’t that what we all are after….because once we “Get it”…..all of the rest of the stuff…..sort of rolls down hill…..and maybe that’s the energetics behind it all…I mean it’s really easy to be more pissed off when you’re already pissed to begin with….just as it is easier to accept and give goodness…when your life is encompassed by it…..it’s just deciding to do it…..

I like to think of it as we are all giant boxes of cereal….sure I might say I’d rather be a healthy alternative choice, green, organic cereal…with whole grains, so full of nutrition that just looking at it will clean out your colon for the next decade and sweetened with  some exotic sweetener from deep in the forests of Borneo….but I’m not…my box shows a picture of some guy dressed up like a cowboy……wearing big shiny spurs……sheep skin chaps……a ten gallon hat…wearing a t-shirt with our catch phrase “Get it while you can” on the front…….balancing precariously on one foot high on a tightrope….over a pool full of alligators……cereal spilling from a Jethro Boudin  sized cereal bowl in one hand…and a giant wooden spoon in the other….and musical notes are above his head..lips are puckered like he’s whisteling….and there on the box in lapis blue letters outlined in bright red…..it says….

“2 cups of sugar in every spoonful of Getting It Cereal…super high in sugar…but what the hell you think makes it so tasty”……

“Generally speaking, the Way of the warrior is resolute acceptance of death.” – Miyamoto Musashi