What Am I Doing Here?
Once upon a time, long, long ago, there were some people who had such advanced technology they were able to build time machines and transporter booths in which they could move freely through space. Eventually they were able to bilocate -- to copy themselves in time and space. They had quite a thrill. For the first few seconds. Then a deep boredom set since they were no longer able to be surprised. They'd seen the future. So they decided to play another game. They said to themselves, "we're going to forget our technology, and we're going to plunk ourselves down in caves to live the primitive life. We'll grow old and have children who relearn the skills. They decided that to have worthwhile experiences they would have to exist in a state that included the unknown. Then we descended. And now we're on our way back to remembering.
This myth explains the fundamental stagnation of omniscience, which many traditions say is the reason the universe was born. The fact that we forget the meaning of life is the meaning. Being in a state of partial awareness allows experience and life to progress. If you were going to start a whole universe, you would need entities to participate in it, entities that are temporary, and not omniscient. That's who we are.
Yeah. And that's why we can't figure it out. We decided not to.
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that's funny. there was a quote from a book I was reading a while back, that stuck in my mind for some reason .
"All learning is actually remembering.".....
what I mean is the moment of "getting" or understanding something, is the act of remembering that you already know it. That's why it makes sense to you...
"What Am I Doing Here?"
I really hope you don't expect me to answer that one! I'm just barely making it as it is. I think I'll spend some time here. People are giving me pains, and I think a good rest to will do some good. I come back limping this time. Attacks on me is one thing, but bringing up my mother days after her funeral in another.
I will sit under a shade tree and take it easy now. My heart is broken, and that will take more time to heal. Come have a mint julip with me JM.
the moment of "getting" or understanding something, is the act of remembering that you already know it. That's why it makes sense to you...
Very interesting way of putting it. Very. Memory is recognition, then."re"-cognition. Going to give this some thought.
I will sit under a shade tree and take it easy now. My heart is broken, and that will take more time to heal. Come have a mint julip with me JM.
That sounds wonderful. I do like a sip occasionally of some minty concoction. We need to relax, both of us. I'll bring my guitar.
Donnie.
I remember vividly when my mother died and now I know I'll never get over it. I even remember the exact moment when I realized it was coming, and I accepted it in some way. It didn't seem like a difficult death, it was short, and I'm glad of that. She was brave, like a fiery goddess she went out, and it was time. It was unexpected, though, like with you, and it does throw an unbelievable curve into your life. You're still young, too, and have a long road ahead without her. That hurts.
Life isn't the same without them, they do leave a hole. But time helps, and they really go nowhere, as you'll soon find out when the shock subsides. They watch over us forever. Come back closer, even, in many ways. Reconnect in a different way. You'll see. Have the dreams started yet? It usually takes a minute.
Your timing is astonishing in arriving here. Mars is going into Cancer tonight, the sign of motherhood and memory, so you came to the right place at exactly the right time. We get whipped by everything in this brutal existence, and then, something REALLY hits us. Something we're never prepared for and it overtakes us. I am stunned by your timing, which I think all of us Cancers have. Good rhythm and you just proved it to me again.
This is going to be a long one and I'll be here for you. I think you'll find a lot of relief in the coming days as you're able to think about things, deal with one of the biggest losses you'll ever have to endure, and slowly heal the open wound. They leave when they have confidence in us. Since I lost her, I haven't stopped trying to be the best I can be. She'd be proud.
Mothers, man.
It's a crisp and cloudy day here on the front range. Perfect for getting warm and cozy to greet Mars in Cancer. I'm going to build a yellow split pea soup, curried, and start remembering.
I send kisses and hugs Donnie, it's been a hard year for your family.
Very sweet words JM..
They resonate in me. I still have my parents but have lost so many others.
Curried yellow split pea soup sounds wonderful. split pea soup is one of my favorites - Thursday soup the Swedes call it. I make a divine Rye bread with orange peel in it -no caraway a touch or coriander.
Add some nice cheese, pear halves with dried cranberries and you have a meal for the gods.
Thursday soup the Swedes call it.
Why? Thursdy is my favorite day.
I make a divine Rye bread with orange peel in it -no caraway a touch or coriander.
Add some nice cheese, pear halves with dried cranberries and you have a meal for the gods.
Could I deserve this? Coriander is, well, one of the best things in life I know of. No caraway in rye is brave.
We do eat well, don't we? Not many would thrill to this meal as I would.
still have my parents but have lost so many others.
I think losing a sibling is the worst. The protoplasm thing and it's somehow out of order. We can come close to replacement with one another.
Thursday = Thors day
But of course, the mighty thunder god seems like a nice match for your Aries.
Thursday soup, Thursdays were meatless (like fish on Friday i guess, i'm not all that well versed on the christian stuff) The Swedes had their own way of complying with the Romans mostly blending old ways right in plain sight.
Thor would be the guy. That's my day.
Those damned Romans. I'm glad they're gone.
Just noticed something very fortuitous. The ingress chart for Mars in Cancer has the Moon in Taurus. That does sound comfortable.
One summer afternoon I walked into a local metaphysical bookstore, the 12th House, and just as I entered a huge bolt of lightning and crack of thunder unleashed, rocking the whole establishment, awakening them from their peaceful, incensed, new-age ambience. The astrologer cum businessman behind the counter asked, "Are you an Aries rising?"
Astrology, man.
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bursting out laughing!!!!!
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