Ventriloquism

A quick thanks to Mildred for resolving my problem.  She and the woman next to me made my brief contact with our species a pleasant experience today.

Slowly disconnecting.

Two dogs with invisible fence collars wandered into our yard today.  I petted them and wondered about their freedom.  They seemed content to continue exploring.

How many people invented new processes today?  How many people converted processes to procedures?

What does the word "today" mean if the sun never sets on our species' activities?

I reached an understanding with the storied characters in my thoughts about the meaning of politics.  We discussed the fine detail about the difference between negotiating, peddling influence and being talked about in popular news.

Selfishness versus self-sacrifice came up again.

How do you represent generalisations in your thoughts?  Do you attribute them to groups, people, single persons, or abstract ideas?

I choose to spread a generalisation across a group of people with similar wants and needs, giving them an antagonistic moment to resolve a conflict in relation to the generalisation.

Sometimes I drop a hint about a subject into a group not wise to my objective.

A skunk is walking around the yard - I can smell the odour.

Something important is about to happen that will nudge the course of world history in a slightly new direction.

I can smell that, too.

We swim in the same pool of life, every movement a tug on the intermolecular connections.  Feel them and you know what's happening here and somewhere else.

What is next is not as important as what is now.  I am here, in this study, alone with objects that have no presence of mind which can contemplate the absence of mind in a thoughtful body.

Billions of people typing text.

What is the buzz about?

How do we fill people's wants and needs without alarming, alerting, or exciting them to action?

Does every living thing have a resonance, an innate rhythm, a harmony and melody that plays a unique tune?

Scent glands and brain waves concern many, earning some some bread.

When you discover the secret to existence that ties birth, reproduction and death together, and frees you from thought, how do express a thoughtless, wordless [...] with others?

Are you ready to ride the rocket to weightlessness for a few minutes of adrenaline-pumping joy in space?

For the next few days, I choose to consider a major change to my persona that will (or might) change what I say here.  New discoveries that advance the state of being we think we call our place in this ecosystem have altered my view of what this moment is all about.

How can I separate the natural progression/thinking of an aging body from supernatural (but not "supernatural") processes and procedures we have recently put in place that are rippling through our society at various speeds?

I must practice my being/nonbeing meditation to focus duality/nonduality on the moment at hand.

I exist but I don't exist.  I am unimportant but I am the most important person in the world.  The universe is an illusion but it's the only universe I have.  Religion and politics do not exist but they are the main ideas that seem to run the world.

A few more days of this type of meditation and I will know what to do next with who I am to become.

We cannot move history backward.  We cannot stop time.  We operate with what we have to accomplish much in tinier and tinier increments at ever-increasing breakneck speeds.

Diagramming sentences is just part of the picture.  Words and music are the motion and the answer.  A snapshot of all the vibrations around you will tell you what you really sound like if you let go and let yourself be.

Success is you, not what others think you are.  Some people manufacture locks.  Some people cut keys.

Getting seven billion people to get inside their thought sets is not easy but it is being done for all seven billion of you.

What you do with affluence and influence after you're enlightened is up to you.

Time for personal prayer and meditation to slap a little mustardy humour on this dry rye moment.