Monday, October 30, 2017

Wax on, Wax off

All who visit here know by now, or should, that the "I" and the "self," are not Things, but aspects of a Process that requires a brain in the head. Without that brain in the head, that is functioning at least normally, "I", and "self", though still a Process, could be seen as a faulty process, that sometimes requires imprisonment, internment, confinement, detention, custody, captivity, and/or restraint, if not untimely termination.

Consider a Slinky at the top of the stairs: with the proper impetus applied at the right place - in this case, near the top of the body - it will begin its decent down into the Process we have all come to know and love (expressing its slinkyhood), which in the case of people is called the personality, and usually includes various routine and standardized by habit, movements, thoughts, and feelings. Fred himself, Mary herself, (their brain, that is) interacts with the cold, silent, dark universe of photons, neutrons, electrons and all the rest of the quantum particles we can neither see, feel, experience directly but call, "the universe." That is, Mr. or Ms. Slinky reaches yet another "tipping point," and "Ooh, ooh, I see a cloud in the sky," and "I hear a bumble bee buzzing," and "I feel the sunlight on my face," and all the other "I-statements" we know and love.
But, hey, Who Said That?
And Who knows and loves that?

And who is it, anyway, who waxes on poetically about the bliss of being, and pure awareness, and emptiness of self, and on and on, apparently enjoying the sound of the words in their ears as they roll off their neurons, tongues and fingers... and then waxes off the message, a little bit here and a little bit there, only to do it again next time? Same Message, Different Day.

And what is the brain, anyway, that thinks and mouths and writes these facebook-messages, blog-posts, group-emails and skype-videochats, about whatever is being investigated, deconstructed, resurrected, and discussed - this time - only to forget a little bit here and a little bit there, only to do it again next time? Same Message, Different Day.

Could it be that same Local Process, interacting with the Universal Process that is the quantum universe unfolding, producing a "light and sound show" for no one in particular, but the
One Who Observes it, 
Revels in the Experiential Observation of it, 
and then Proclaims it to the Universe
Talk about Good Karma!

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