Motility of the forborn in yesteryears hereafters

 

 

 

Who says Time flies?

We are preconceived notions, Tacit assumptions of some intelligence beyond our own awareness.

We have a reason and purpose for being but may not be capable of distinguishing our place in the Big Picture, destined to never know of our own significance

We  try to keep track of our sense of progress. Our sense of direction

We look for markers, and milestones,boundaries and paths.

self incarnate amnesiacs ,unborn dreamers,part of a sleep walking lullaby

A habit that is not our own

Search for reference

Find our way

Part of the chemistry, the electricity of the moment.

The great Ionic exchange that is this Cosmic love story we are part of.

Our Gifts

 

Gratitude is key

To give and forgive,

To get and forget,

We are forever’

part of a Greater Being a Greater process,

source of Birth Hidden beginnings

 

Our hidden Origins.

Before anything materializes or manifests in this world it has a pre- existence in some immaterial conceptual or spiritual plane,

This belief in the Mystery of origin and the hidden beginnings of things a religious pursuit.

Druids are Detectives as well as philosophers poets and judges.asking

Where do things  come from? 

If blessed by it. we seek to honor or revere the source.

Make it sacred, protect it, Honor the Return

This becomes a challenge when they are beyond our reach as beings of the Earth .

The light and warmth of the sun are part of all the life of this world.

Yet they lack the Substance we can hold onto.

Energy passing though us.

Constantly moving and changing

Time

 

 

The Mistletoe is a plant that has no roots

It is the embrace that is missing. the holding  on that needs to be perpetuated.

The restorative power of Good will, compassion and Hope

Bringing things together,, conceives new things

fertility is future things reproducing , replicating , overlapping

Time and space being at the right place at the right time

Circumstance and Luck.

Energies that pass through us, that give us an eye for the shiny and attract weird connections, and marvel at the funny ways of things.

You should be mind full of what you do with your mouth when standing beneath poison berries.We are material beings as well as spiritual ones.

It is the Exchange, the well wishing in passing, a certain appreciation of crossroad or intersection that reinforce courtesy ,and being  neighborly.

It is an energy that passes through us , the perception of the momentary  existence

suspended above the unaware  the most ungrounded of plants.

 

Before people spoke of energy they spoke of Spirits.

The qualities and disposition  of various things  .behave in a regular and characteristic way

Spirits are what make things go…………Light and Sound, Time are the same thing .

Spirit is a moving presence.,an animating principal…..A shared feeling.

Rising and setting, where does it come from?

Where does it go?

Another hidden  World that intersects with the Mother Earth we Know.

 

Where and when things enter  the world is a Mothers knowledge.

The place where life emerges is private and personal yet ,we are not born of ourselves,but another.  We are barely witness to our own emergence. This is our mothers story not ours.

It is the miracle and mystery of  the nature of beginnings, that we are witness to.

The limit of the cycle before it repeats, The longest night was a big deal before electricity.

Our ability to flip a switch and access instant energy has changed our appreciation of how the natural world behaves.

It has effected the worship of the Sun as the great Energy Spirit that is yearly reborn.

Celebrated with  Fire      and   good cheer. and our wonder of where it comes from?

 

 

 

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Dead reckoning, traditional hindsight

 

We are often unaware of what attracts us to things, yet we have a direct knowledge  and certainty of what we find unpleasant, or turn away from.

Why do we sense that we don’t really appreciate something till we are confronted with it’s absence?

Is it the Eyes ability to sense light

or the shadow that  give definition order and form to what we see?

Or imagine we see.

I find that the beginning in ending is the source of story telling,

and story telling is the origin of a special class of folks with a special reverence  for truth.

There is something in the recognition of passing, the distance, the void of what was, that pulls us into the magic of memory. 

The nature  of Afterthought and the relationship of hindsight and insight.

Turn and re-turn,  Member and re-member , Tell and re-tell,  Call and re-call

Perhaps a perceptual loop that presents preference for the reflex or habit of perpetuating patterns ,We are Mimics, before we are tool users or language masters.

we are carriers of  tradition of re-cognizing . Accessing meaning from experience.

Engaged in process of reflect and review and relate that is  a ancestrally passed on perception of the world, and our part to play in the Here and Now. 

more important than the active recording of all  that is_

Is the unconscious editing  that we do.

Our Aim, the judgment to select, being right and true, the strait and level playing field, plainly speaking,and honestly searching.

Learning from our mistakes may be the key to wisdom in the nature of our thought full selves,Can there be understanding without error?Knowledge without surprise?

What is intelligence without wonder? memory without appreciation?

We should have awe for our genius .

Helping us to take careful aim, giving us foresight and reflex that is directive and relative

A reaction to the now, interpreted from the experience of many  then,

Few things remembered ,most forgotten ,more unnoticed.

This is the way of things,people,stories.

In Hero worship

There is something in the reanimation of the spirit of what has passed, of it’s life, awareness or attention being pleased or invigorated by reverent sharing of inspiration drawing from it’s  life stories.

Believing in the ability to communicate with the dead or speak with spirits is Older than the worship of Gods.

Writing has its  magical origins in the  Art of drawing’

  It  later became associated with word and language magic of storytellers.

Both are  defined by the breaks or absence in space, that enable us to separate the this from that, discriminating letters,grouping words,,beats, notes, dots and dashes the end of one thing and the beginning of another.

representations arranged and ordered becoming a doorway of thought and emotion.

mnemonic memory aids, channels of communication depending  on the pause , the rest, the other.

Is this the vacuum that must be filled by our effort to care or understand?

Is this the gap that necessitates invention? creation?

What inspires us to fill in the blank, and be afraid of the dark.

Pulling at a desire to  see how things will unfold,

So it is,

our best judgment, and the advantage of distance and perspective is in knowing

how things work out has a lot to do with how we  have viewed  things.

Ancestral Debt

 

Our lives are not totally of our own making, we are part of language and social behaviors we did not personally invent or chose.

We are born into it. We are not the source of our own response, it is deeper than our conscious will and sense of self.

The currents that are channeling humanity and human existence on this planet are not the same as the forces of nature.

We are part of the ruling ambitions and plans of the Wealthy dead and what they wanted to live on and last. It has to do with Empire and Legacy and what lives on Forever.

Artificial spirits that feed on people and their labor. immortal Revenue generators.
Man made monsters that don’t respect the value and worth of man hours as much as capital returns.

profit run amuck.

Commodification and speculation are not natural phenomena like tides or seasons.

Markets are not a function of natural selection and don’t behave like a natural environment or living community.

Where is the Hero? The Human Hope?

Mighty Dead, Great People, Ancient Wise is this Our inherited legacy?

There is not that much distance between our hearts and our Ancestors.
We are essentially made out of the same stuff.

We try to do the right thing, or at least remember to avoid doing the wrong thing, committed to Human connectivity and continuing generations.

We are witness to the death of a great age of Man.
Industrial society has reached the limits of the globe. Wage slavery will be coming to an end soon.

Money is in intellectual property- owning ideas, patented life forms and taking energy from every corner of the earth.

How do the dead feel about this?

Is this what life was for? Was this progress?

Are we to feel responsible for pride and shame that we bring to our associations with one another?

Do we owe an ancestral debt?
Is it to try to do good and make the world a better place?
Afford a moment of silence, in tribute to the passing of a person’s life?
or to contemplate the meaning of our own.

Afterlife

 

Mortality Awareness Drama, how do you wish to be remembered?

Human morality is something that is an inseparable aspect of our being, living or dead.

We all know how it’s going to end.

sharing that is good and decent is much different than that which is stolen.

Those that have lived before us are to be respected as beings with feelings,
who struggled and suffered to live here.

We cannot deny what we share with the nonliving people as beings who experience in a Human way.

Our spirits are closely related.

We are immature Ghosts. they are our closest spiritual kin.

We will leave our bodies. We are part of part of an intergenerational chain of being with those that have lived before us.

Family

Human Love bridges the voids of time and space, life and death.

It is part of our package of personhood.

People of all places and times recognize signs of simple respect as the first step to a building of understanding or insult.

Good intention, making Peace, Do not disturb. Know where you know you are intruding uninvited.

Mind how you act, the dead may be observing.

Judging and meddling in our lives from time to time.

There is an implied continuance in our affects upon this world.

a wake that we leave in our passing, an effect on things around us that we are often un aware of.

Humans have time release magic.

Sensitive to the communication, the response, the Others.

the caring and respect given. Teaching us what it is to be human.

Those that have gone before us, Neighbor and Stranger.

Our lives are ours to live as a gift from a lot of people.

What we care for and how we care is as much a generational habit as it is a feeling of what is right and wrong in our hearts.

Cultural expressions of Good and Bad have been sponsored and linked to the same wealthy patrons of memorial funerary practices.

.A struggle between free will and destiny.

separation

 

I’m guessing that there is a sense of pain in cell division.

Growth is painful in general, and loss hurts us all.

Yet life is made up of great multiples of different things.

We have separate eyes and breaths but share the loss of a common feeling of time that was.

Humans are compassionate by nature, nostalgic by instinct.

We are loving things. We become inhuman if we don’t care.

People care for their dead in a way that the other living creatures of the world do not.

It may be the first of Human Art.

Inventors of Funerals.

The first artificial marks on the ancient landscape that remain are the considerate placement and arrangement of the Dead.

The defining act of ancient humanity,

Position and orientation are considered.

The wealthy commission specialists to design and build monumental tombs.

Slave cemeteries and Paupers’ fields are also found.

The ability to separate is the ability to set apart, or make sacred.

Divisions and Orders, distinguishing this from that, the good and bad.

Law and Justice, the spectacle of Public execution.The disgraceful display

Group recognition of Bad example, a common sense of just endings.

We are held accountable for our Actions.

A message of ending, or when the end is only the beginning.

treat others with the same respect you hope to receive.