Thursday, August 29, 2013

In the beginning...

In the beginning - that is, your "beginning", after your physical beginning, when mr. sperm met and married ms. egg - was the word, and thought, and speech. And looked at in a particular way, practically all child-speak is hostile; that is, parents act as the instigators/invalidators in this dynamic (the negative, or denying force, to the child's continual active force). This is especially true and easy to see once all the goo-goo baby-talk ceases... "Hey Johnny! Stop throwing food on the floor! Stop hitting your sister!". Later, the grown-to-full-size-child (some call them adults, but they are all just full-sized children in so many ways) continues this outward instigating/invalidating (that was "inherited from parents") of everything they see and hear.

And so the human race of Speech becomes the 
New Generation capable of doing unto others, what was done to them.

Everyone's head, today, is a metaphorical cosmos of "core ideas", little sub-versions and assorted fragments of the "core ideas", and clouds and more clouds of debris fields swirling about the cranium - both within and without.

If you can look just a little askance, you can see it
You can certainly HEAR it.

The sun - or, one's sense of oneself, and what one thinks and feels one truly is - is the "core idea". Spinning wildly, but seemingly orderly around that core (most of the time), with arms spiraling outwards, are words which have grouped together quite mechanically and quite semantically and congealed into several - quite distinct when seen, though hidden when not - "points of view", which are little sub-reflections, sub-versions, clones of the sun. And when one or another "point of view" temporarily transits "into your view", you think it and believe it's you thinking. Hah!

Thoughts come and go like uncharted
planets, comets, meteors, asteroids,
in an unknown solar system you have been thrown into
by forces completely unknown to you and everyone,
once upon a mini(mom n'pop)bang-time,
at the original "thought of your conception."

These bodies, or planetoids, or concepts - mechanically deposited sensations in memory - are continually smashing into each other, apparently non-destructively as in argument and debate and everyone talking at once, but also at times, quite destructively as in real "learning" and "realization", and especially "new realization". This process of thought-interaction, leaves particle trails, and waves, of broken phrases, and tangled, twisted logic-strings, that get knotted, clotted and piled up in closets, corners, under stairs, and in basements, as if by some slightly crazed hoarder. "Nothing is ever lost, or thrown away."

These amorphous, seemingly coherent (at times) threads are like ever-tightening asteroid belts that separate and sometimes strangulate larger bodies, or concepts. Really, it's a ZOO in there! This is why it can be said: "You don't really know WHAT you think, unless and until you can SAY IT."

None of this is true, of course. 
It's just the "telling of a tale", that overlays the known physical cosmos, with the beginning-to-be-known non-physical cosmos, that is "oneself". Thinking in this way will not help you, or harm you, unless YOU PERSONALLY can think this way, on purpose. Then, and only then, it will help your neural expansion that is the Key to Conscious Evolution in one life time. But again: 
None of this is true, of course.

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