M eye tu sense
M eye tu sense.
It has been hypothesized that the quickest way to another point is a straight line. As humans we hungrily search for another point with our natural curiosity for perfection. A point where we are not being strangled by our own mistakes and worse yet everybody else's too. A place where the least are safe in the nest. A hunger for the sweet spot, mother’s breast, a rest.
Meanwhile we are riding through a unique series of astral-geo-bio-social-spiritual-environmental events unfolding in a complex mathematical multidimensional vortex. North goes south, cold gets hot, ozone more is not while we sit and honk, waste and swindle. As glaciers melt forests burn without clean air and water our species dwindle.
It seems like we are making a bee line for the end zone in our minds, spirits and dreams. While our bodies are relaxed from the couch to the ground, all over the world watching Football Soccer, NASCAR, Hockey, Stocks, Sex, Violence, Wrestling, Cartoons, News and Marketing.
Maybe that’s just to keep us entertained through the flight. That way we won't look out the window and notice the mayhem. We can focus sharper on simple things like beer and butt, sweat and dirt. We might hurt ourselves in a panic of startled awakening if we caught wind of the dangers. Pass the nuts. I think I’ll stay busy till they turn on the seat belt sign it's going to be a turbulent ride to the next point.
Doing little things like smiling, bowing and lending a hand, will make a difference now more than ever. Will you join me for the continuing adventures on the Ancient Sunlight Express? And will you please assist the fellow passengers. Especially the least of the least, man or beast, we are here for them. They are Us and there is no distance between that point.
Copyright,
Emptywrite
Emptycloud
Oct.2005
It has been hypothesized that the quickest way to another point is a straight line. As humans we hungrily search for another point with our natural curiosity for perfection. A point where we are not being strangled by our own mistakes and worse yet everybody else's too. A place where the least are safe in the nest. A hunger for the sweet spot, mother’s breast, a rest.
Meanwhile we are riding through a unique series of astral-geo-bio-social-spiritual-environmental events unfolding in a complex mathematical multidimensional vortex. North goes south, cold gets hot, ozone more is not while we sit and honk, waste and swindle. As glaciers melt forests burn without clean air and water our species dwindle.
It seems like we are making a bee line for the end zone in our minds, spirits and dreams. While our bodies are relaxed from the couch to the ground, all over the world watching Football Soccer, NASCAR, Hockey, Stocks, Sex, Violence, Wrestling, Cartoons, News and Marketing.
Maybe that’s just to keep us entertained through the flight. That way we won't look out the window and notice the mayhem. We can focus sharper on simple things like beer and butt, sweat and dirt. We might hurt ourselves in a panic of startled awakening if we caught wind of the dangers. Pass the nuts. I think I’ll stay busy till they turn on the seat belt sign it's going to be a turbulent ride to the next point.
Doing little things like smiling, bowing and lending a hand, will make a difference now more than ever. Will you join me for the continuing adventures on the Ancient Sunlight Express? And will you please assist the fellow passengers. Especially the least of the least, man or beast, we are here for them. They are Us and there is no distance between that point.
Copyright,
Emptywrite
Emptycloud
Oct.2005
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